Nonlinear Love

I don't know if the long-prepared confession will end bleak in the end.

"Are you afraid of being embarrassed like this?" Su Lian turned his head and looked curiously on him.

"It's not that I'm really not afraid of anything, I'm not as brave as you think." Chi Wang snorted and said in a low voice, "I'm afraid that even friends can't do it, so I'm very cowardly."

Su Lian thought to himself, to be in such a mood, he should really like it.

He didn't speak any more. He held the jar and put a sip of wine into his mouth.

It would be nice if the beer was sweet, it would make one's head empty without feeling uncomfortable.

Chi Wang reached out and grabbed Su Lian's beer can, slammed half of the bottle, and helped to empty it: "You're not good at drinking, so drink less."

"But I want to drink a little." Su Lian stared at the bottle in his hand and lowered his voice, "Just a little."

It's not the same as the usual tone, it's soft and soft, like coquettish, making people ticklish.

Unable to bear such a tone, Chi Huang handed back the remaining half of the can and instructed, "That's all, I won't give you the rest."

Su Lian complained, "You're so stingy on your birthday."

Chi responded to him: "I'm afraid you'll be drunk again. The lesson was not enough last time? I don't have a microphone to sing to you this time."

"Speaking of the last time, I have to say, Brother Lian, when will you sing a song for us, your voice is really good." Gu Anjiu leaned his head over and said with a smile.

Su Lian took a sip of his wine and threatened in a low voice, "I advise you not to mention the last time."

"Okay, let's not talk about it, let's talk about other things." Gu Anjiu put the beer can on a section of the platform outside the railing and rubbed his hands, "It's the age of the first love, let's talk about the ideal type. As for me, I like petite and cute girls, and you, Lin Yan."

Being called by Qiáng Xing, Lin Yan rarely showed a hint of embarrassment on his face, and thought carefully about the words: "I also like cute ones."

"Fuck, as expected of brothers, I didn't expect our eyes to be so similar, and we actually hit each other. God, what if we both fall in love with the same person?" Gu Anjiu made up his mind and fell into distress.

Chi Yan laughed and patted him on the shoulder: "Probably not, he has better eyes than you."

Sexual orientation is different, how could it be possible to bump into each other.

Su Lian's focus is on another place, why do you all like cute people, and so did Chi Wang's last note.

What's so strange about cute people? He curled his lips slightly, not judging.

Song Jiaci, who was all about studying, frowned and thought for a while: "No, I don't know, anyway, I like to stay with Brother Yan, stay together, and want a girl or girlfriend."

"Forget it, I'm asking you a vain question, the little friend skips this question. Brother Lian, what do you like?" After going around, Gu Anjiu saw that the needle was inserted correctly.

Originally, I just wanted to help Chi Wang ask Su Lian, but the people in front were just throwing a few tricks and making people look less embarrassed.

This assist was full, and Chi Wang changed his gaze with him, saying that he didn't know your brother for nothing.

Not knowing how the topic jumped here, Su Lian frowned: "What do I like?"

Gu Anjiu snorted and suddenly stammered: "Yes, yes, we are all curious, what is the ideal type of Brother Ku. If it wasn't for drinking today, I wouldn't dare to ask."

Ideal type, Su Lian was stumped by this question and fell into deep thought.

He didn't know what his ideal type was. After thinking for a while, he said slowly, "Mature and gentle?"

"Ah, the type of intellectual big sister, I understand." Gu Anjiu glanced at Chi Xuan with some pity.

Chi Huang looked down at his new tie, and sighed slightly. He was not mature enough, but he was gentle and thought he was still there.

But there is a process from being young and immature to being mature and stable. I just hope that Su Lian will not give up on this point.

Seeing everyone's dejected expressions, Lin Yan hurriedly stood up to smooth things out: "Many people's ideal type is not the same as the real love object. This is just a feeling. It feels right. Maybe gender is not that important."

Song Jiaci glanced at him blankly: "You, are you talking about Brother Lian, or yourself?"

"Tell everyone." Lin Yan took him over vaguely.

Chi Wang sighed slightly, raised his head and said, "That's right, who can tell clearly about feelings."

"Master of emotional theory, it's almost eleven o'clock." Su Lian glanced at his watch and reminded again.

Chi Li tickled the beer again, but smiled helplessly and said, "You chime, you are in a hurry than me, wait until I finish drinking."

Su Lian looked down at the four empty jars next to him. He suddenly drank so much at some point. He was probably thinking of something in his heart, using alcohol to relieve his worries.

He didn't break it, just waiting for the people around him to drink the can of wine one by one, and it turned into an empty can again.

Feng Yichui came over, and Chi Huang's whole body was stained with a very faint smell of alcohol.

Su Lian took a half step back and stared at the drunk man in his eyes: "You still haven't withdrawn?"

Chi Huang flattened the bottle, put the messy empty cans in his pocket, and said, "Leave it."

When it was about to end, Su Lian's heartbeat suddenly slowed down a beat, and he said in his heart that Chi Wang was finally going to do the most important thing for him today.