Su Qingluan opened her eyes and sat up—then lay back down again, feeling dizzy.
She now felt as if her head was about to explode, and her throat was dry as if it was on fire.
Feeling exhausted all over, Su Qingluan reluctantly lifted the quilt and saw that although she had taken off her outermost coat, her jacket was still on, and her socks were not taken off either.
She touched her hair, and found that the bun had been undone. But when she touched her cheek, Su Qingluan found that she probably had not washed her face, because there was still some light makeup on her face.
Because I didn't change into loose underwear, I slept a little uncomfortably.
...What happened to her yesterday? Su Qingluan rubbed her temples: She remembered eating a lot of fried chicken and yam and steamed bread slices yesterday, especially the fried chicken nuggets, which had a very spicy taste and she enjoyed it very much.
What happened next?
How come she couldn't remember anything afterwards?
The light green straight-hem dress she wore yesterday was still draped on the screen. Su Qingluan grabbed it and put it on. She casually combed her hair into a bun-like style, washed up casually, and planned to go outside to find some water to drink. It was getting colder at night, and it was not a comfortable thing to wake up in the morning with a belly full of cold water.
When she pushed the door open, Su Qingluan couldn't help but squint her eyes at the bright sun overhead. Then she realized belatedly: the position of the sun was obviously already high in the sky or even approaching noon, so it could not be considered "early in the morning" in any way!
She actually overslept?! Why? Su Qingluan was completely shocked: even when she was busiest, working overtime at "Su Ji", she never slept until almost noon! Even if she had stayed up all night the previous day, she had never slept this late!
What did she do yesterday?
Still feeling dizzy, Su Qingluan walked from the room to the front hall in a daze, and saw Mu Xingzhi playing chess with Song Bo in the sunlight.
The surroundings were very quiet, with black and white pieces placed in an orderly manner, hitting the chessboard with "pa", "pa", and "pa".
Su Qingluan herself did not realize it, but Mu Xingzhi and Song Bo were originally talking in a low voice. When Su Qingluan walked out of the room from a distance, the two stopped talking, and Su Qingluan did not even hear their voices at that time.
"Madam, are you awake?" Song Bo looked up at Su Qingluan and stood up. "I'll go get you some honey water."
"Ah... Song Bo, I..." Su Qingluan wanted to say "No thanks", but when she opened her mouth, she found that her voice was as rough as if it had been polished by sandpaper, and her voice was extremely hoarse, so she could only nod honestly, "Thank you very much, Song Bo."
Mu Xingzhi turned around and looked Su Qingluan up and down. Su Qingluan felt her back crawl under the man's gaze. She couldn't help but ask, "What are you looking at? You look weird."
The other person still looked at her with a smile on his face. After a moment, he smiled helplessly and said, "Next time, I won't let you drink even a drop of alcohol, Qingluan."
Su Qingluan then remembered that she seemed to have drunk some delicious sweet and sour fermented rice wine yesterday - no, not "some", she seemed to have drunk quite a lot!
Thinking about the fact that she had no memory of the second half of yesterday's meal, Su Qingluan had a bad feeling: Could it be that she had drunk too much and lost her memory?
In her previous life, before college, as a "minor", Su Qingluan was strictly restricted from drinking. After graduating from high school, she was finally allowed to drink a little. Moreover, Su Qingluan found that she would not get drunk even if she drank three or five taels of white wine, so her alcohol tolerance was considered acceptable.
Later, because of her illness, she rarely drank alcohol, so although she had heard of the concept of "blacking out from drinking", she had never experienced it.
Because of this, she was completely unsure of her drinking behavior. After all, she had seen people who were polite and steady in front of others, but behaved badly after drinking.
So when she saw Mu Xingzhi's teasing smile and heard those words, all kinds of speculations emerged in her mind -
What did she do after drinking?
Did she destroy the house? Su Qingluan thought carefully. When she came out just now, there didn't seem to be any particularly messy places in the house. Moreover, her martial arts value should not be too high. Even if Mu Xingzhi, a weak scholar, couldn't hold her down, Song Bo was a martial artist and should be able to easily deal with her madness.
If not, what did I say that I shouldn't have said?
However, Song Bo's reaction seemed quite calm, as if he had said anything particularly earth-shattering. Unlike Mu Xingzhi, who kept everything in his heart, Song Bo was relatively "straightforward in expression". If he had really said something extraordinary, Song Bo would not have been so calm just now.
After preparing herself mentally, Su Qingluan asked cautiously, "Am I...drunk?"
Mu Xingzhi placed the black piece he had removed on the lid of the chess box, turned around and looked at Su Qingluan: "Well, the drunk Qingluan is different from usual..." Mu Xingzhi paused and said, "A little different."
Su Qingluan wailed in her heart: You've put it too tactfully, using the words "losing moral character and going drunk"!
Su Qingluan was almost certain that she was indeed drunk, otherwise Mu Xingzhi would have directly said words like "asleep" or "very quiet".
Originally, her guess was only about 60% to 70%, and she still had a glimmer of hope in her heart, thinking that Mu Xingzhi might want to tease her because she had blacked out - after all, he had occasionally teased her like this before!
But when Song Bo came back with the honey water and Su Qingluan asked again "Am I drunk?", she felt that something was wrong - because she found that the corner of Song Bo's mouth twitched obviously!
Then he brought the honey water to Su Qingluan and said quickly and in a low voice: "You two continue your conversation. Song Bo will take his leave." Then he turned around and left, not even caring about the chess game that had not yet been finished!
That posture, no matter how you look at it, looks like a desperate escape!
This made Su Qingluan's originally relaxed smile almost impossible to maintain!
She stiffly picked up the white porcelain tea bowl in front of her and sipped the honey water in small sips. The rising steam obscured her expression, and her guilty look was completely shrouded in the shadow of the tea bowl.
However, in reality, she was extremely panicked: What did she do yesterday to scare Song Bo like this?
Just at this moment, she heard Mu Xingzhi's leisurely and smiling voice asking, "Qingluan, don't you want to know what happened yesterday? Do you want me to tell you in detail?"
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