There are no classes on Tuesday afternoon.

Yan Qingluo plans to go back to Quecheng.

Jiang Ziyu has been in the company for some time, and I don’t know how he is doing.

Every time I asked him, he just said "OK" or "Yeah".

As I was walking towards the school gate, someone suddenly grabbed my arm.

"Qingluo, it's such nice weather, let's go drink!" Yan Qingluo turned his head and saw a bright face of a young man.

It’s Yulang.

He was the only one in the whole school who dared to put his hands on Yan Qingluo.

"Why drink wine in such nice weather?" Yan Qingluo said, turning his arm to push Yu Lang away.

"Hey, Qingluo, why do you always go against me? You haven't had a drink since your coming-of-age ceremony. Let's go and test your alcohol tolerance today."

"I have something to do in the afternoon and have to go back to Quecheng." Yan Qingluo walked forward without looking back.

"I don't have classes tomorrow afternoon, so let's go back tomorrow. Let's go, Qingluo. Xiaoxin has to go to German class today, and there's no one to accompany me. Please be kind!" As he said that, Yu Lang pulled Yan Qingluo's arm and shook it.

"Let go."

"No, let's go ... "

"Let go, I'll go." Yan Qingluo's arms were almost broken from being shaken, so he agreed.

The two chose a relatively secluded restaurant, and Yan Qingluo thought it might be Yu Lang's own business.

The owner of the restaurant is a beautiful woman. Although she is not wearing heavy makeup or bright clothes, you can see that she has applied delicate light makeup and her clothes are carefully matched.

As soon as they entered the door, the beautiful boss led them to a more secluded table in a gentle and pleasant manner.

Yu Lang said with a smile, "Xin'er, same as usual. Bring me some good wine, take out the wines you treasure, and pay me the normal price."

"Okay, Mr. Yu." Xin'er still smiled gently, but glanced at Yan Qingluo imperceptibly.

This glance was too covert and Yu Lang didn't care at all, but Yan Qingluo had lived in the organization for many years and was very sensitive to anything unusual around him.

When Xin'er entered the kitchen, Yan Qingluo raised his chin slightly with a smile in his eyes, "Your people?"

Yu Lang waved his hand carelessly, "Ha, just a friend."

"Her attitude towards you is not like that of an ordinary friend."

Yan Qingluo didn't care about other people's affairs at all, but Xin'er's movements were clean and efficient, and her steps were light and powerful, as if she had received professional training.

But with Yulang's heartless personality, he would not support such a person.

So Yan Qingluo asked a few more questions.

"Are you jealous?" Yu Lang asked this question out of the blue.

"Ah?" Yan Qingluo was stunned for a moment.

"We're just ordinary friends. To be more specific, you can consider her as a sister. This shop was left to me by my grandma. Xin'er is my grandma's adopted child, who is two or three years older than me ... " Yu Lang explained seriously, as if he was really afraid that Yan Qingluo would misunderstand.

Little did she know that Xin'er, who was standing not far from the kitchen door, couldn't help but clench the cup in her hand when she heard Yu Lang say, "We're just ordinary friends."

Yan Qingluo didn't want to listen to Yu Lang's nagging. After talking for a long time without saying anything useful, he changed the subject, "I don't want to bother with your business. Don't you want to drink? What good wine do you have?"

"Speaking of good wines, there are so many. Hey, Xin'er can also mix cocktails. Let her make some for us later. She's really good at it."

Before Yan Qingluo responded, Yu Lang continued talking to himself.

"Qingluo, do you remember when we were little, we stole the bottle of red wine that my mother treasured, and then we each took a sip."

Yan Qingluo's eyes widened slightly, a little surprised.

She was surprised at herself that she actually remembered this incident.

According to the original owner's memory, he should not remember these trivial things after such a long time, and it was about an unimportant person.

"Haha, you remember it, right?" Yu Lang looked at Yan Qingluo's expression with surprise.

"Well, after we each took a sip, we thought, this crap is so unpalatable, why do adults always drink it? You said, it must be because we drank too little and didn't taste it. Then we showed off the bottle of red wine." It was rare for Yan Qingluo to say so many words in one breath.

"Hahahaha." Yu Lang looked at Yan Qingluo while laughing.

A small and delicate face and a well-proportioned figure.

It would be nice if I listened to my sister.

"Then, you big fool, started to act crazy after drinking. As a result, your aunt beat you up." Yan Qingluo continued.

Yu Lang pretended to be surprised, "Wow, Yan Qingluo, you remember everything about me so clearly, you won't do anything bad to me, right?"

Yan Qingluo glanced at him with disgust, "Get lost!"

Yu Lang said shamelessly, "At that time, I was drunk and crazy, and I insisted on marrying you. Later, my sister had no choice but to coax me by saying that she had already arranged a marriage for us and that we would get married when we grew up. Haha, what do you think, should we fulfill the promise we made at that time?"

"Qi, what a bullshit agreement, that's just a lie to lie to kids." Yan Qingluo retorted. Just then she saw Xin'er coming to deliver wine. She always felt that Xin'er was very hostile to her.

"Qingluo, actually my sister really wants to bring us together. If I hadn't been holding her back all these years, my sister would have gone to Grandpa Yan to discuss a marriage between our two families a long time ago." Yu Lang pretended not to care, with a slightly probing look in his eyes.

"Then I have to thank you very much, brother. Please make sure to hold on." Yan Qingluo picked up the wine that Xin'er had poured and raised it to Yulang.

Yu Lang chuckled helplessly, "Then we must get drunk today."

His childhood sweetheart really ... has no interest in him.

His principle in relationships is not to force things.

"Do you remember another time when you asked me to catch cicadas on a tree, and I almost fell down and got hung on a branch. In order to prevent my parents from knowing, you called your three brothers to come and rescue me until the evening. My arms were numb." Yu Lang put down the wine glass and continued.

"Yeah, who would have thought you were so stupid that you could fall down while climbing a tree." Yan Qingluo was a little surprised after he said this. Why did the original owner have such a clear memory of these things?

In fact, these things are not like what the original owner remembers, they are her own memories.

Yu Lang kept talking, and Yan Qingluo interrupted him with a few words.

I don't know how much he drank. Yan Qingluo had a very good alcohol tolerance, but Yu Lang, the fool, insisted on mixing white wine, beer and cocktail together.

Before he knew it, Yan Qingluo felt a little dizzy.

"Xin'er, we're leaving. Put today's expenses ... on my account." Yu Lang stood up tremblingly and spoke incoherently.

"Mr. Yu, have you drunk too much? Otherwise, don't leave tonight." Xin'er held Yu Lang and said softly.

"I'm not drunk. I have to send ... send Qingluo back. It's not ... not safe for a girl to walk alone." Yu Lang said with a big tongue.

"Then I'll take you there." Xin'er was really worried about the two drunks leaving together, so she prepared to close the store and go see them off.

"No, no need to send me off, call a designated driver, I ... hiccup ... call a designated driver." Yu Lang became stubborn and no one could persuade him.

The two drunken people called a designated driver. The car drove to Platinum Residence. Yan Qingluo staggered out of the car and signaled the driver to continue to send Yu Lang.

Yulang had fallen asleep a long time ago. Fortunately, he had entered the address at the beginning, otherwise he would have to sleep on the street today.