Chapter 12: Drinking and messing around

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  Although Lin Zhiyu had a nice smile and a soft voice, Liang Qihe didn't like the feeling of being used as someone else's substitute. But as soon as he withdrew his hand, he saw Lin Zhiyu flattening his lips and saying "no", and then his injured right hand reached out to grab him.

  Lin Zhiyu's right wrist was wrapped with a white elastic bandage, and his face looked aggrieved to the point of crying. Liang Qihe suddenly had no reason to be angry.

  Why is he arguing with a drunkard? If Lin Zhiyu was sober, he wouldn't even want to see him, so how could he show such a look to him.

  Liang Qihe said helplessly: "How can I pick you up when you're holding me like this? Or can you stand up on your own?"

  Lin Zhiyu nodded and said, "Pull me."

  Liang Qihe held his arm and saw that he was trying hard to stand up, but it was useless after trying twice, and he almost had to use his right hand to hold the car door for help. Liang Qihe quickly held his hand, not expecting to communicate with him again this time. He took out the car key and unlocked it, opened the back seat door and took him in.

  I thought it would be fine just to fasten the seat belt, but it turned out that Lin Zhiyu was dishonest. It was as if there was a needle pricking him under his buttocks, and she held Liang Qihe's fingers and refused to let go.

  Liang Qihe had no choice but to communicate with him again: "How can I drive if you don't let me go?"

  Lin Zhiyu shook his head, staring at Liang Qihe with unfocused eyes: "Let you go and leave."

  He didn't know if he was really drunk or something. When he answered the questions, he was very organized, but he couldn't see the face of the person in front of him clearly.

  Liang Qihe hangs out in bars all year round and has encountered all types of drunks. He even met a guy who was obviously straight, but when he was drunk, he touched him like a woman and wanted to rape him. Therefore, he didn't delve into Lin Zhiyu's drunken state. He just lowered his tone and said, "I won't leave, I will send you back. Be good, let go of your hand first."

  He used the patience he used to coax women, but Lin Zhiyu still refused to let go. The grievances he had been holding in his heart all night were revealed to him through those moist eyes.

  Lin Zhiyu said with a choked voice: "You send me back, and then what? Go to see Huang Qian again?"

  Liang Qihe looked at Lin Zhiyu speechlessly. He didn't need to guess now. Lin Zhiyu made it clear to him. However, Liang Qihe kept bending over and being pulled by him. This posture was uncomfortable for a long time. Liang Qihe looked around and saw that Lin Zhiyu might not be able to sit still, so he had no choice but to pick Lin Zhiyu up, kick the car door shut with his feet, and walk to the opposite side to hail a taxi.

  The person leaning in his arms finally calmed down, and those slender eyes no longer had the indifference and resistance they usually had when seeing him, but blinked like an innocent deer, as if they would lose sight of him after just one glance and will disappear.

  Liang Qihe really couldn't stand the fact that he was so enthusiastic but regarded himself as someone else, so he could only look at the traffic on both sides intently, hoping that an empty car would stop as soon as possible.

  But he overestimated the traffic flow on the Riverside Sightseeing Road in the middle of the night. He stood there for several minutes, but there were no more than twenty private cars coming and going, let alone taxis.

  Liang Qihe started hugging Lin Zhiyu from the lighthouse. Now his arms were so sore that he had to lower his head to look at the deer and discussed: "If you can't stop the car, I'll drive back. If you don't want to sit in the back, Sit next to me, I won’t leave anyway.”

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