He tried to guess many words based on the strokes he saw, but in the end he rejected them all.
In fact, he didn't see clearly the words Tong Yan just wrote.
I only saw the last word, which seemed to be "you".
you
Is it him
Can you still think of him after drinking
It was midnight and getting late.
Tong Yan's head felt dizzy and swollen with severe pain. In the second half of the night, as the alcohol got stronger, a nerve in her head seemed to be twitching, and she would experience pain from time to time.
Her consciousness was very weak, she was half awake and half drunk, and wanted to sleep, but she couldn't fall asleep no matter what.
She didn't want him to notice her insomnia, so she turned her back to him and kept her eyes open, sleeping all night.
Shi Jinyang woke up very early the next day and went downstairs as soon as he woke up.
Tong Yan just thought he was going for a morning jog and didn't care.
After he left, he wrapped himself in a sheet and took a nap for two or three hours. When he walked downstairs at eight o'clock, he was surprised to find him making porridge in the kitchen.
Having known Shi Jinyang for so many years, she thought she knew everything about him, but she really didn't know whether he knew how to cook.
Tong Yan was startled, out of pure curiosity, she slowly walked towards him.
Shi Jinyang probably noticed her footsteps and turned his head to look at her.
He glanced at the bags under her eyes that were swollen as if she had been punched, and frowned, "Didn't you sleep well last night?"
"No, it's pretty good." Tong Yan yawned and forced herself to speak.
"Really?" Shi Jinyang glanced at her disdainfully.
"Yes, it's fine here. It's fine everywhere, including sleeping." Tong Yan turned her head and looked around, then continued what she had just said.
"Do you want to come here more often?" Shi Jinyang answered smoothly.
As soon as the words came out, he probably realized what he had said, and his face froze slightly.
Tong Yan glanced at him sideways from the corner of her eyes, watching his subtle reaction quietly, and suddenly felt a little ironic.
He also knew that there was no future between the two of them, so was it inappropriate to say such thought-provoking words
Shi Jinyang calmed down and gave her a bowl of porridge without explaining what he had just said.
"Drink some porridge to clear your stomach. Girls shouldn't drink so much wine in the future." After reminding her, he turned around and headed to the restaurant.
Tong Yan held the white porcelain bowl stiffly, watching the steam rising quietly, feeling a bit astringent in his chest.
Following him out of the kitchen, she chose a seat in front of the dining table and sat down. She took a spoon and took a small bite of the porridge he cooked. She suddenly raised her face, pursed her lips, turned her eyes to him, and said lightly, "In the future, Don’t be nice to women casually, and don’t be gentle to anyone casually.”
She actually just reminded him that doing so might cause girls to misunderstand.
However, when she said two "no"s in succession, her tone sounded like a request.
A normal request from a girlfriend or wife to her husband.
Shi Jinyang was just stunned for a moment and recovered quickly.
"Are you a woman?" Her tone of teasing and tone of voice returned to the natural way she usually interacts with Tong Yan.
Tong Yan's hand holding the spoon paused, she stopped drinking the porridge, raised her face, and retorted expressionlessly, "So you are not responsible for me?"
Her tone of voice didn't sound like sarcasm, but rather like she was complaining.
Shi Jinyang raised his drooping eyes, and without even pausing, he directly corrected her wording, "So I can treat you as I wish!"