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Chapter 50 Drunkenness
Chapter 50 Drunkenness
Lu Zhen was a little puzzled. He couldn't understand why he suddenly mentioned moving out. He asked in a tough tone, and Chang Qing replied lightly: "If you move out, maybe I have something I want to do."
Lu Zheng's anger came and went quickly, and at this time, he was a little more frustrated, and he said, "...Okay, whatever you want."
Chang Qing lowered his eyes and really began to think about what he wanted to do.
After thinking about it, there is only one answer, and he has nothing to do.
He thought, maybe, he really came here to eat and wait to die.
Chang Qing doesn't have any big ambitions. He even has a good way of supporting himself. His material life is not very high, and his emotional needs are relatively strong.
Originally, he didn't pay all his attention to Lu Hua. At first... it was Lu Xuan.
Now it's Lu Hua again.
Chang Qing felt that he was actually a somewhat flawed person. He had great demands on emotional relationships, just like a fish can't live without water.
This is also related to his childhood experience, but when he grows up, he understands that even in a relationship between lovers, it is impossible to be inseparable. Others, or are depended on.
Chang Qing is very good to everyone, because he always tries to establish some emotional connection, but whether it is friends or lovers, without exception, they all reject his exaggerated emotional density.
This is some kind of flaw in Changqing. He has now learned to cover up this flaw. At least on the surface, others can't see his expectations and desires for the direction of a certain relationship, and he can also pull away cleanly. , will not be too dependent.
Now he is very clear that he will feel suffocated without these emotional connections, and others will also feel suffocated by his bottomless contact and space occupation.
All he can do is ask for it within a reasonable range.
In fact, he didn't have a bottom line to treat Lu Hua well. Lu Hua's reliance on him was enough to make him feel happy and feel at ease.
To a certain extent, he was even grateful to Lu Hua.
This can't be said to Lu Zheng, it's his secret.
He had almost completely immersed himself in Lu Xuan before. If it was okay at that time, how would a gentle and tolerant man like Lu Xuan react to his flaws?
Chang Qing has thought about it many times and made many assumptions. The more assumptions, the more perfect the conclusion.
Lu Xuan will tolerate his flaws.
This conclusion makes him unable to express the sadness.
He has lived for 25 years in his predecessors, and he is also a person, and he can already explain the problem.
Now that he knows the result, he doesn't want to fall in love anymore, it's too uncomfortable.
He really cares about being alone.
Chang Qing didn't want to think about these sad things anymore, he sighed, and when he came back to his senses, he found that the big glass of cocktail in his hand had been drunk into his stomach.
Lu Zhen saw him shaking the glass and asked, "Do you still want it?"
Chang Qing hesitated for a while, "Let's have another cup."
Lu Zeng picked up the wine he hadn't had a few sips in his hand, poured it into Changqing's glass, and ordered a glass of whiskey himself.
Chang Qing continued to drink.
Lu Zhen said, "Are you serious about moving out?"
Chang Qing paused, "I said it casually."
Lu Zheng was silent.
Chang Qing glanced at him and suddenly asked, "Have you not fallen in love at this age?"
Lu Zheng glanced at him, his tone was a little impatient, "Why, do you want to introduce me?"
He knows that some people always have a little bit of vigorous matchmaking.
Chang Qing smiled, "I asked if you had any, and you answered directly if you wanted to introduce it to you."
Lu Zhen asked back, "otherwise?"
Chang Qing said: "You shouldn't have talked about it, and it's not like someone who has been in love. If I see something good in the future, I'll introduce it to you."
When he said this, he was half-supported on the table, and the two of them got close to each other immediately. When Lu Zheng raised his face, he felt his soft breath fall on his face, with a little sweet wine. aroma.
Under the gorgeous light, Lu Zhen's eyes slammed into Chang Qing's eyes. Chang Qing's warm eyes with a soft air, at this time, there was a kind of brilliance, and there was an indescribable taste. .
Some strange emotions began to radiate along with the surge of adrenal hormones, which made Lu Zhen's heart, which had always been peaceful, feel a pain of being stabbed.
He leaned back without a trace, leaned against the sofa, and waved to the passing waiter in a natural posture, "One more whisky."
"Okay." The waiter responded and brought Lu Zheng a glass of whisky.
His move was very natural, full of his Lu Zheng style, Chang Qing didn't notice anything wrong, he smiled and said softly: "Don't get drunk, this place is a long way from the hotel, I can't lift you ."
Lu Zeng snorted coldly, "I'm a good drinker. If you want to get drunk, it's you who get drunk. No matter how low the alcohol level of this cocktail is, it's still higher than normal alcohol. Take care of yourself."
Chang Qing also came up a little and said, "What do you know? You weren't born when I drank Erguotou Laobaigan."
Lu Zeng sarcastically said: "You think I have never drunk Erguotou? With such a degree, even this glass of whisky in my hand can't compare."
Chang Qing came to a competitive heart, "How many degrees of whisky can you give me."
Chang Qing snatched the wine glass from Lu Zheng's hand, only hesitated for a moment, then lowered his head and took a sip.
Lu Zheng rested himself on the table and stared at his face, "What? Are you drunk?"
Chang Qing paused, raised his neck, and drank the whole cup down his stomach.
"But that's it." He put down the wine glass, half-squinted his eyes, and tasted it. After a while, it was estimated that he had finished digesting it before he said lightly.
Lu Zhen pondered and took a few glances, "...you drink well."
Lu Zhen only drank a cup, his whole body was hot, and he was easy to face, even without a mirror, he knew that his face should be red.
This is not good-looking, and it is difficult to hangover, so Lu Zhen rarely let himself drink, but his alcohol intake is actually not bad, their old Lu family ancestral thousand cups are not drunk.
Lu Zhen was too lazy to talk to Chang Qing about this. If they were on top, the two of them would probably not be as good as drinking.
He finished speaking slowly, but saw Chang Qing sit down and finish drinking the cocktail. Occasionally glanced at him, there was a little moisture in his eyes, and there was a hazy feeling.
Lu froze for a while, then stretched out his hand and shook it in front of Changqing's eyes, his tone became unpleasant, "Isn't it? You fucking...you fucking drink enough? Erguotou? Laobaigan? Just pour a glass of whisky?"
Chang Qing grabbed his hand, Lu Zheng was slightly startled, and before he had time to pull out his hand, he saw Chang Qing grabbing his fingers and slamming it in the direction of the back of his hand.
Lu Zhen quickly stretched out his other hand and squeezed his fingers tightly, "What are you crazy about?"
Chang Qing was probably really drunk. He turned a deaf ear to Lu Zhen's words, and was obedient even when his fingers were pinched, so he looked at him with half-squinted eyes, as if seeing Lu Zhen for the first time.
"Fuck, you're really drunk?!" Lu Zheng was about to laugh angrily. At first, he said that he was not drinking enough, but what can he do now?
"Forget it, go back." Lu Zheng pulled Chang Qing up and called the waiter to clean up before pulling him out.
The drunk Chang Qing is different from the general drunk people. He seems to be immersed in his own world. He has nothing to say and is very quiet.
This kind of silence was almost a heavy silence, which made Lu Zhen a little uncomfortable.
When they went out of the bar, Lu Zhen started to train him, and he knew that he probably couldn't hear him, but he was addicted to his mouth, so he just wanted to train him, "You are really interesting, you can't drink if you can't drink, you can do what you can, you can drink better than me. To make you proud? To make you happy? Is this a comparison? You are so self-motivated, why can't you answer anything when I ask you what you want to do?"
Lu Zhen's tone of voice was a little heavy, and Chang Qing reacted a little, "Idiot."
"..." Lu Zheng raised his eyebrows in surprise, and quickly returned to his expressionless face, "What did you say?"
Chang Qing raised his face and looked at him, "I said you were an idiot."
Lu Zheng laughed angrily, "You're an idiot!"
He reacted again, with a little exploration and scrutiny in his eyes: "Are you pretending to be drunk?"
Chang Qing lowered his head and gently began to hum a song.
It was a tune that Lu Zhen had never heard before, with a beautiful rhythm and a bit of joy, as if it was reflecting the owner's mood.
Looking at it from Lu Zhen's point of view, he could only see Chang Qing's hairy head. He silently retracted his gaze and said, "Okay, I'll settle the account with you when you wake up tomorrow."
He pulled Chang Qing's sleeves, but he didn't touch Chang Qing's skin. He always kept his distance, never overstepped, and it's the same until now.
But in this atmosphere, Lu Zhen had a strange feeling. This feeling reached its peak when he saw a couple kissing under a street light.
I finally felt a bit transparent.
He and Chang Qing were together, and they gave birth to the illusion of a bit of a dog boy.
Lu Zhen became irritable again, let go of Chang Qing, strode forward to Chang Qing, and said to Chang Qing without looking back, "You can walk by yourself, follow up."
However, before taking a few steps, he didn't hear Chang Qing's footsteps, so he couldn't help but look back, but saw him standing facing the street lamp, with his head on the pole of the street lamp, motionless.
Lu Zhen was speechless. When Chang Qing was drunk, it was as if he had been casted by a halo of wisdom, and what he did couldn't be explained by common sense.
But on second thought, it is good enough not to cry or make trouble after being drunk. What does he do to a drunk person who cares so much?
Thinking of this, Lu Zhen let out a sigh of relief, tried to calm down the irritability in his heart, raised his foot and walked to Chang Qing's side, "What are you doing?"
As Lu Zhen asked, his eyes inadvertently fell on the back of Chang Qing's neck.
Some of what Lu Hua said actually made sense. Changqing was good-looking everywhere, a little petite and delicate than normal men, and the neck displayed in front of Lu Zheng at this time was the same.
The slender, shattered black hair was lightly swept, which set off the fair and delicate neck. Lu Zheng also saw a small red mole on the protruding neck bone, following Chang Qing's nodding action. And sliding away, inexplicably a bit flirtatious.
Lu Zheng watched it for a long time, but he didn't notice that Chang Qing lowered his body, and then he vomited in an earth-shattering voice, pulling Lu Zheng's attention from these inexplicable places to reality.
"Where are you spitting?" Lu Zheng almost jumped up.
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