As the saying goes, "A worthy opponent makes for a good game of chess, and a kindred spirit makes for a good drink."

Chu Yang rarely encountered someone who could rival him in drinking capacity, and now that person was a woman.

Zhou Yang is indeed a heavy drinker; she was already half-drunk before she arrived.

Despite drinking so much, she wasn't drunk and passed out yet.

It's that kind of feeling where you know you're about to pass out if you drink any more, but you can still keep going.

Zhou Yang is like that; no matter how much he drinks, he can still sway and keep talking without stuttering.

However, her gaze was somewhat unfocused, her beautiful eyes covered with a layer of mist, shimmering with a glistening light.

Several times she tried to sneak up and pull off Chu Yang's mask, but she dodged it each time.

At that moment, her belief was: get him drunk and see how long he can hide.

Chu Yang, however, remained calm and composed, drinking one cup after another with her.

I could also sense her inner turmoil and distress.

In Chu Yang's opinion, this was not a big deal.

To put it poetically, it's called being frustrated and unfulfilled; to put it bluntly, it's called being stubborn and inflexible, refusing to change course until you hit a brick wall.

Therefore, she shouldn't be called Zhou Yang, she should be called Zhou Jiang.

He was indeed stubborn; he refused to get drunk.

Chu Yang was so drunk that he was a little tipsy.

Then, without warning, the mask was pulled off.

Zhou Yang laughed happily.

"Haha, you can't hide it anymore! Trying to play mysterious with me? You're still too green!"

As she spoke, she leaned closer, cupped his face in her hands, and examined him closely with half-closed eyes.

"You said you were ugly? Aren't you handsome? Hey, why are there so many of you, swaying around..."

Chu Yang breathed a slight sigh of relief. It seemed that this girl was really drunk, otherwise she wouldn't have failed to recognize him as the guy surnamed Chu upstairs.

"You silly monkey, you really are my type, hehe..."

After saying that, he suddenly kissed her.

Chu Yang didn't have time to dodge, but her aim was off, and she kissed him on the nose instead.

"Hmm, I really like this nose too, but what about the mouth?... Hmm!"

Chu Yang gently pushed her away: "Sister, wait a minute, you're drunk."

Zhou Yang licked her lips, blinked her hazy eyes, and looked somewhat annoyed.

"Are you even a man?"

As he spoke, he lifted his long leg and stepped onto the chair.

"Is it because I'm not charming enough?"

Chu Yang's gaze fell on her legs.

The charm of this silk is just too much.

He was also somewhat drunk, so he had completely broken down.

Since we're already here...

He suddenly stood up, leaned in close, and wrapped one arm around her waist.

Zhou Yang's beautiful eyes shimmered with tears, and her voice was soft and sweet: "What, have you figured it out?"

Chu Yang slowly approached.

"Yes, I've figured it out."

Zhou Yang took a few steps back and leaned against the bar. At that moment, she felt her body lighten as she was lifted up and placed on the bar.

She squinted, looking at the blurry outline in front of her.

It felt vaguely familiar.

Perhaps I've met him in a past life; there's a familiar yet unfamiliar feeling, but I don't feel any aversion to him.

She caught her breath and couldn't help but ask, "Are you really a college student?"

Chu Yang hooked his arm around her waist with one hand and cupped her face with the other.

"I am a mature college student."

"Pfft..."

He then leaned closer again, and Zhou Yang quickly said, "No, not here... upstairs, there are rooms..."

Chu Yang picked her up and carried her up the stairs.

...

More than an hour later.

Zhou Yang raised an arm and a foot and put them on him.

Chu Yang wrapped his arm around her neck and pulled her into his embrace.

He lay there quietly, just as he was about to fall asleep, when he suddenly heard her voice softly ring out.

"You can leave now."

"Um?"

"You can leave now."

"What do you mean? You won't even let me stay overnight?"

"……Um."

In the dim light, Chu Yang saw the complexity in her expression and couldn't help but feel annoyed. "Others might turn their backs on someone after they've pulled up their pants, but you're kicking people out before you've even pulled them up. That's too heartless, isn't it?"

Zhou Yang's voice trembled slightly: "I'm sorry, I just... drank too much. Um, there's money in the bedside table drawer, take it yourself."

Chu Yang: "???"

Good grief, what's with paying me after the job is done? Are you that principled?

"Don't you want to see what I look like?" he asked.

Actually, he had decided not to hide his identity from the moment he was about to go to sleep.

However, Zhou Yang's answer was unexpected.

"I'd like to, but I'm not ready yet, so you should go."

Seeing her insistence, Chu Yang did not press the matter further.

Ultimately, he benefited from the deal. As for compensation later, there's always the possibility of future cooperation between the upstairs and downstairs neighbors.

So he got dressed and said, "I'm leaving now. Contact me on QQ if you need anything."

“…Mm,” Zhou Yang responded.

Chu Yang opened the door, turned around and looked back, meeting her dim eyes.

Zhou Yang stopped him: "You haven't taken the money yet. You're still a student. What about your travel expenses..."

"If you say that again, I'm not leaving. I'll fight you until dawn," Chu Yang said with a smile.

Zhou Yang chuckled, then bit her lip: "Next time, it'll be my turn to come find you."

"Okay." Chu Yang waved his hand, closed the door, and left.