"Come on, let's continue drinking. No sleep until we're drunk tonight."

Shao Qi lifted his glass, blocking his eyes with it. If Zhou You looked closely, he would notice a hint of intoxication in those eyes, and an even more intense predatory glint.

"Sounds good! No sleep until we're drunk. I've bought two cases of wine; let's see if we can finish them all."

"Who's afraid? But if we drink it all today, won't we have nothing left for the New Year's celebration?"

"We can always buy more in the city."

"Give it a rest. With all this snow, the roads will be undrivable by night's end."

"If you aren't picky about the wine, the ranch's warehouse has plenty in stock, though they are common brands. They might taste a bit bland."

"It doesn't matter, as long as we have wine. After drinking tonight, I might even be wary of wine tomorrow. A sip here and there will do. Cheers!"

"Cheers!" Shao Qi's vision blurred slightly as they clinked glasses, but Zhou You didn't mind. After downing his drink, Zhou You burped and with a hand on his head commented, "Haha, your face flushes when you drink. It's quite red now."

"Really?" Shao Qi touched his face. It was not just red but burning. This wine is said to have health benefits, but the specifics vary. Some say half a bottle daily enhances one's inner energy, some claim it strengthens the body, while others suggest its most noticeable effect is aphrodisiac.

While Shao Qi hadn't felt the first two effects, the aphrodisiac effect might hold some truth. He felt an intense urge building up, avoiding looking directly into Zhou You's eyes in fear of being overwhelmed by his desires.

"It's always been like this for me. People who flush when they drink usually can handle their liquor well." As Shao Qi poured another glass for Zhou You, he casually asked, "What do you like to do when you're drunk?"

"How would I know? Probably just sleep. What else?"

Setting his drink aside, Shao Qi stood up, slightly wobbly, took a controlled step towards Zhou You. With a mischievous grin, he leaned close and whispered, "I'll let you in on a secret."

"What secret?" Zhou You, sensing the sweet scent of the wine from Shao Qi, suddenly realized the allure of this drink.

"The thing is... when I'm drunk, I like to sing and dance, show off my skills. But I've never done it in front of others, so nobody knows."

Zhou You's interest piqued, "Are you drunk now? Let me be your audience."

That's precisely what Shao Qi wanted to hear. Smiling, he replied, "Not entirely drunk, but if you're keen, I'll have to perform. Let me sing you a song first."

Without waiting, Shao Qi began to sing a song reminiscent of their younger days, taking them back to a time without worries—before mutated beasts, disasters, and martial arts.

He sang in a deeper tone, the intoxication making his voice huskier than usual. The sultry sound tickled Zhou You's ears, making his heart flutter.

As the alcohol took effect, Zhou You joined in. His voice, clear and bright, wasn't suited for the song, but singing together made it all the more enjoyable. Song after song, they even ended up singing the national anthem.

When Zhou You's throat grew hoarse, he drank to soothe it and nudged Shao Qi, "Enough singing. Dance for me now!"

Shao Qi leaned on Zhou You's shoulder and teased, "I can dance, but singing has tired me out. I need a reward first."

"What reward?" Zhou You, entranced, touched Shao Qi's hot face, gently brushed his lips against it, and whispered, "We'll discuss the reward later. Dance first, and we can negotiate any terms you like."

"Deal!" Shao Qi energetically pecked Zhou You's cheek, then began to dance. To Zhou You's surprise, Shao Qi's street dance was incredibly impressive, his strong yet agile movements exuding charisma.

Zhou You stared intently with his chin propped up, and after finishing, he clapped and asked, "Has anyone ever nicknamed you the 'Lightning Prince' before?"

"Back in the day, they called me the 'Prince of Street Dance'. If it weren't for this damned apocalypse, I might have opened my own dance studio after graduation."

The two rarely talked about the time before the apocalypse; that life felt like it was from a previous lifetime, so distant and different. While people tend to reminisce about the good old days, if those days were only sweet, it would only emphasize how hard life is now. Moreover, Zhou You's past profession wasn't something he easily discussed.

However, chatting about their student days brought much joy. It was a way to relax from the constant tension, especially with alcohol's aid. They sat side by side, heads leaning against each other, often bursting into laughter mid-conversation.

Shao Qi mentioned that he was the campus heartthrob in college, receiving countless confessions daily, from both men and women. But back then, he had no interest in romance. He loved the freedom of being single, feeling that having a partner would be a constraint.

Zhou You held Shao Qi's face, examining it intently and nodding, "Mmm, this face is definitely worthy of a heartthrob. If the apocalypse hadn't occurred, you could have totally capitalized on your looks."

Shao Qi's breathing quickened. Trying to mask his racing heart, he rapidly said, "Even now, I could rely on my looks. If I became a live-streamer, I'd surely attract more fans than the current ones. They love survivalist shows, and I promise to deliver exciting episodes. Combine that with this face, and it'd be hard not to be famous."

"Just as famous as now," Zhou You said, leaning in to kiss him. Shao Qi responded eagerly, and soon the roles were reversed with Shao Qi pinning Zhou You to the thickly carpeted floor, releasing all the pent-up energy.