Gu Rongqi took a wheelchair out of the back seat, opened it, and pushed it in front of Cheng Qicai. "Sit down."

Cheng Qicai sat down, letting Gu Rongqi push her forward from behind.

Reaching Cheng Qicai's door, Gu Rongqi said to her again, "The key."

Cheng Qicai obediently took out the key and gave it to him.

Gu Rongqi used his key to open her door and then turned on the living room light.

"Can you wash your face and all that yourself?" Gu Rongqi asked.

Cheng Qicai nodded, washed her face, and came out.

Gu Rongqi knew this was an order for her to follow. "Can you go brush your teeth, wash your face and feet again?"

Cheng Qicai nodded.

Gu Rongqi breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Cheng Qicai slowly brushing her teeth, washing her face and feet.

Taking a bath is out of the question for her now, as it's both inconvenient and unsafe. So Gu Rongqi could only give her simple washing instructions and tell her to take a nap first.

Then he opened Cheng Qicai's bedroom door, felt for the light behind the door, and turned it on.

But he just stood at the door and didn't go in.

He asked Cheng Qicai, "Can I go inside and sleep in bed?"

Cheng Qicai nodded again.

Just as Cheng Qicai reached the door, she slowly turned back and asked, "Aren't you going to kiss me?"

Gu Rongqi's breath hitched. After a moment, he shook his head.

Seeing the rare look of confusion on Cheng Qicai's face, he looked into her eyes and said, "You'll regret this when you wake up tomorrow morning."

This time, Cheng Qicai didn't seem as drunk as before. Apart from being a little confused, she could still understand what they were saying.

The two instances of her being drunk were completely different. Gu Rongqi didn't want to gamble on the possibility that she would black out, nor did he want to be the villain.

So if she doesn't have a blackout when she wakes up tomorrow morning and he actually kisses her now, she will not only regret it herself, but she will probably also be angry with him.

Seeing that Cheng Qicai was still standing there, he said softly, "Alright, go to sleep! Good night."

Gu Rongqi spoke these words gently and affectionately.

After Cheng Qicai turned and went into the room, there was a rustling sound of the blanket being pulled back inside, followed by silence.

Gu Rongqi faced the living room, leaning against the door frame, and asked, "Qicai, are you lying down?"

A soft "hmm" came from inside.

"Okay, close your eyes and go to sleep." Gu Rongqi's voice was low and slow, with a kind of hypnotic magic.

Gu Rongqi turned off the light in her bedroom and sat in the living room for another half hour.

Half an hour later, he stood at Cheng Qicai's door, listening to her breathing inside, and called out softly, "Qicai, are you asleep?"

"..."

Gu Rongqi received no response to his question, so he walked to the front door with peace of mind, turned off the lights in the living room, and closed the door.

The next morning, Cheng Qicai was startled awake by the bright light.

The pain in her head made her whimper involuntarily.

She reached out and rubbed her temples and the top of her head.

Once the throbbing in her head subsided a bit, she felt her throat was parched and burning, so she got up and poured herself a glass of water.

The warm water slid down my throat and into my stomach, not only relieving my dry throat but also reducing a lot of physical discomfort.

She put down her water glass, looked down at her clothes—the same ones from yesterday—and wondered how she had gotten back.

She began to recall.

Once the floodgates of memory were opened, the memories of last night surged towards her like waves crashing against rocks, as if trying to shatter her.

Cheng Qicai was so shocked by the memories that came to her mind last night that she squatted down and covered her face!

This is so embarrassing!!

Why didn't I drink until I blacked out yesterday, like last time?

How wonderful it would be if I could remember nothing.

But this time, the way he drank, almost to the point of stopping, made her remember everything.

The scrutinizing gazes from everyone in the private room...

Gu Rongqi's gesture of helping him take off his shoes...

Gu Rongqi's action of snatching the wheelchair from Gu Liji's hands...

Gu Rongqi was only a palm's width away from his face...

Gu Rongqi's eyes were filled with desire...

Gu Rong was trying to soothe himself to sleep...

She remembers every detail of all these experiences.

My mind is like a movie playing on software; I can drag the progress bar to wherever I want.

Most importantly, there was the fact that he shamelessly asked Gu Rongqi to kiss him.

Twice!!! Twice in total!!!

Gu Rongqi had told her that she would regret waking up early, and he was right.

She now wishes she could take her brain out and wash it, preferably erasing all memories from last night to today.

Pain!!! I want to die!!!

Fortunately, she encountered Gu Rongqi, who was polite; otherwise, she would have been in serious trouble!

However, if it weren't for Gu Rongqi, she probably wouldn't have done that.

After all, there were so many people on the field at the time, but she only trusted Gu Rongqi.

In her subconscious, perhaps Gu Rongqi was a very, very good person?

But none of this could stop her from dying!

Regarding the wheelchair, she admitted that she had indeed been envious of Gu Liji's wheelchair and wanted to borrow it to drive, but she did not expect that she would subconsciously still remember it.

He even used a shameless trick to soften Gu Rongqi's heart and get the wheelchair from Gu Liji.

How could I be so...useless?!

Cheng Qicai was so angry at herself for being drunk that she almost cried.

I wanted to drown myself! Countless ways to die flashed through my mind.

She lay on the sofa, silently trying to soothe her shame and make it less sensitive.

But it seems to be completely futile! I might as well just destroy myself!

The only thing she can be thankful for is that she has now resigned and can no longer hear them chirping behind her back.

As she thought about it, Cheng Qicai recalled it several times, and gradually she became less sensitive to it. At first, she couldn't accept it at all, but later she was okay with it.

This is how people's moral bottom line is repeatedly exposed and rebuilt.

This time, it's very clear that Cheng Qicai has set her bottom line very low.

At worst, I'll just pretend to have blacked out; it's not like I haven't done it before.

Cheng Qicai was suddenly enlightened by her own idea; it was simply a genius idea!

Having her trump card, she felt much more relaxed.

She hadn't showered yesterday and smelled strongly of alcohol. She frowned in disgust and went to the bathroom to take a full shower.

The image of Gu Rong teasing him about washing up flashed through his mind again.

She now wished she could drown in the shower water; the mental preparation she had painstakingly built up had been shattered once again.

Why are you so stubborn? Can't you just stop playing memories automatically from familiar scenes?

She took a sad shower and threw the sheets and clothes from the bed into the washing machine.

The washing machine churned away, easily removing the lingering odor from the clothes, but the horrible scene in one's mind was not so easy to erase.