He Feichen, puffing up like a pufferfish with his phone held high, didn’t dare let out even a peep.
He reached for the glass in front of him and drained it in one go.
It was clear to him that Qin Nanyu was miserable and didn’t want him to have it any easier!
Other people’s brothers share their blessings, while his brother shared his troubles.
How did he end up so unlucky, unable to win over Kali and still having to suffer like this?
The more He Feichen thought about it, the more wronged he felt, until he didn’t need Qin Nanyu to prompt him—he filled his own glass and kept drinking one after another.
As he drank, he repeated the phrase "drowning one’s sorrows in alcohol only deepens the sorrow."
Seeing Qin Nanyu raise an eyebrow at him, he added, "Being drunk for even a day is a day won; when I’m drunk, I can forget I have a brother as disappointing as you!"
Facing He Feichen’s critique, Qin Nanyu remained expressionless.
His dignified posture sunk into the booth’s sofa, continually swiping at his phone screen absentmindedly, as if he were reading sothing, or perhaps just mindlessly swiping...
As He Feichen drank more, he slumped toward Qin Nanyu’s side of the sofa and, unable to hold back, asked,
"What’s the deal with you and Ji Weitian? Didn’t you successfully confess and go public with each other? It hasn’t been that long, have you broken up already? Did she dump you, or did you dump her...? Never mind, don’t answer that; it most certainly wasn’t you dumping soone else, otherwise you wouldn’t be here so pathetically drowning your sorrows in drink."
"..."
He Feichen couldn’t wait for an answer; his body swayed and he leaned even closer.
Looking up, he saw Qin Nanyu’s phone screen fixed on the call log.
It seed as though he was waiting for a call from Ji Weitian...
Tsk tsk, clearly longing for her, yet refusing to take the initiative, waiting for her to co and coax him.
How could there be such frustratingly incognito people in the world?
"You deserved to be dumped!" He Feichen clicked his tongue.
"..."
Qin Nanyu’s gaze darkened and finally shifted from his phone screen, glancing in He Feichen’s direction.
Having drunk a few more glasses, He Feichen’s courage swelled with the alcohol.
eting Qin Nanyu’s stare without flinching, he boldly challenged, "What’s wrong, did I strike a nerve? Have you ever seen a fairy maiden who would take the initiative to admit her wrongs to a man?"
"..."
"Speaking of which, why did you two break up? Ji Weitian seems to have a good temperant, and she’s gullible. Despite your scheming face, she actually believed you were holess and took you in for so long... Could it be she finally realized you’re a big fraud, deciding to punish you on behalf of the moon?"
After He Feichen finished speaking, he started slapping his thigh and laughing so hard he almost passed out.
Qin Nanyu: "We haven’t broken up."
This sudden statent froze He Feichen’s smile on his face.
He looked at Qin Nanyu incredulously, his voice rising, "You haven’t broken up, and here you are not flirting with your girlfriend late at night but making co out to drink with you, are you crazy?!"
Saying he was accompanying a brother for drinks was giving Qin Nanyu too much credit.
This guy clearly wasn’t happy himself and wouldn’t allow his friend to be happy either.
He found a scapegoat!
When He Feichen ca back to his senses and looked up at Qin Nanyu again, seeing the gloom on his face didn’t seem like an act, he pondered for a few seconds and cautiously asked,
"Are you in a cold war?"
Qin Nanyu: "..."
He Feichen instantly knew he had guessed right.
Grabbing his glass, he prepared to clink drinks with Qin Nanyu, "Bro, bravely tell your story!"
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