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Chapter 45 What did you call me?

Zhou Pingxian was a little surprised and looked her up and down. "Do you really think so?"

Xu Ge shrugged. "At that time, many of my classmates had premature love, including secret crushes. It was just the ignorant throbbing of adolescence. Does first love mean you have to stay together forever? There are not many people in this world who can do that, right?"

Zhou Ping's slightly furrowed brows slowly relaxed, as if he was convinced by her.

"Well, you're right. How can we be too serious about young love? So what kind of girl do you like? Uncle Ping will introduce you to some?"

Xu Ge was immediately displeased. "Uncle Ping, you look down on me, don't you? Do you think I need someone to introduce me to a boyfriend?"

Zhou Ping: "..."

"To tell you the truth, the people chasing me are lining up all the way from America to our doorstep. Do you believe it?"

Zhou Ping: “…” He didn’t quite believe it, it seemed a bit exaggerated.

But he couldn't help but smiled and nodded, "Yes, yes, our Ge'er is so beautiful and smart, she will definitely have no shortage of suitors."

Xu Ge smiled and poured another glass of wine for them. "When I get a boyfriend, I'll ask you to approve it first. If you say no, I'll break up with you immediately!"

Zhou Ping was coaxed into laughing.

The two of them were talking and laughing, and the atmosphere was very warm. No one noticed the long dark shadow reflected by the light from the wine cellar entrance.

I don’t know how long it took, but there were more and more empty bottles on the ground.

Zhou Ping's alcohol tolerance has increased with age, but he really felt a little confused and dizzy at this moment. He hasn't felt this drunk in many years.

"No, no, no, you can't drink anymore. You'll get drunk if you drink any more."

Xu Ge's cheeks flushed, and he just nodded when he heard it, but he still poured another glass for the two of them.

"No, Uncle Ping, there's still half a bottle left. Don't waste it. Wine is made from grain. Wasting it is a sin. Come on, come on, cheers. May Uncle Ping live a hundred years and be safe."

Zhou Ping was coaxed by her into drinking another glass, but he couldn't help but marvel in his heart.

"Ge'er, how come you can drink so much? I remember your mom couldn't drink much at all. She could finish a bottle. Who did you take that from?"

Xu Ge just curled his lips and said, "Isn't drinking tolerance something that can be acquired through practice?"

She remembered that when she first arrived in the United States, she often drank to relieve her sorrow.

Because she felt so uncomfortable, as if she was about to die.

Only the stimulation of alcohol made her feel as if she were still alive, still warm.

But after getting drunk, there is endless longing.

Her drinking capacity was developed during that year, and ordinary people can't get her drunk.

"Alright, alright, it's too late. Let's stop here for today and go back to rest."

Zhou Ping said as he stood up unsteadily, covering his forehead with one hand.

"Ge'er, will Uncle Ping take you home?"

Xu Ge shook his head. "No need, Uncle Ping. I still have half a cup left. I'll go back after I finish it. You should go back and rest early."

Zhou Ping nodded, and while he was still conscious, he said, "Then I'll send someone to pick you up later."

"Hmm..." Xu Ge responded softly.

Zhou Ping left the wine cellar, and Xu Ge picked up another bottle of red wine and this time blew it directly into the bottle.

She hadn't felt this hungover for a long time.

Somewhat strange, somewhat exciting.

Suddenly, a hand snatched the bottle from her hand, and a man's deep voice came from above her head.

"Can you still get up?"

Xu Ge raised his head slowly and looked at the man standing with his back to the light. It took him a long time to recognize his face.

She raised her hand to block the light, and then smiled slightly after making sure.

"Zhou Chen?"

Zhou Chen squatted down the moment he heard his name coming out of her mouth.

Xu Ge also slowly lowered his gaze, staring at him with a focused and somewhat dull look.

"What did you call me?" Zhou Chen asked in a deep voice.

Although Xu Ge was drunk, she was still sober. She curled the corners of her lips and called out obediently.

"Uncle..."

Zhou Chen stared at her for a long time before he said, "Can you leave?"

Xu Ge nodded, "Sure."

As she spoke, she slowly stood up with the help of the wine cabinet, but it seemed that she had been sitting on the ground for too long. She felt dizzy when she stood up suddenly, her mind went blank, her vision went dark, and she fell to the side uncontrollably.

Zhou Chen caught her soft and slender body as if he had expected it, and then placed the half-wasted red wine on the cabinet.

Xu Ge simply closed his eyes, feeling dizzy and wanting to sleep.

Zhou Chen looked at her with his eyes downcast for a moment before he picked her up and carried her sideways. He glanced coldly at the empty bottles on the ground, and the coldness in his eyes became even more intense.

He stepped over with his long legs, carried the person up the stairs and walked out of the wine cellar.

The evening breeze was a little refreshing. Xu Ge slowly opened her eyes and looked at the perfect jawline in her sight. She raised her hand and touched it directly.

Zhou Chen paused and looked down at the person in his arms.

For a moment, neither of them spoke. Xu Ge touched his stubble for a while and couldn't help laughing.

“It’s quite itchy…”

Zhou Chen tilted his head back slightly to avoid her random hands and just asked in a deep voice.

"Are you awake?"

Xu Ge did not answer, but hung on him with his arms weakly.

I put my head on his shoulder and curled my arms around his neck, hearing his steady, strong heartbeat in my ears.

It's so close, yet so far away...

"Uncle, have you missed me in these years?"

Zhou Chen didn't answer her, but just started walking again, but Xu Ge sighed softly.

"I miss you so much..."

"The first year I arrived in the United States, I missed you so much that I couldn't sleep. I could only rely on alcohol every night. But the more I thought about it, the more I missed you. I wanted to fly back to see you at all costs..."

Zhou Chen never responded to her, it seemed that only Xu Ge was talking to herself.

"For the first time, I felt that the phrase 'every day feels like a year' really existed, but luckily I made it through."

Hearing this, Zhou Chen looked down at her, although he still didn't speak.

But Xu Ge looked up at him and smiled slightly, "After getting through this, I found that I didn't miss you as much as before. As the years went by, I thought of you less and less. In the past six months since I came back, I haven't thought of you once..."

At this point, she couldn't help but chuckle, "Uncle, do you think I've completely gotten over it?"

As she spoke, she raised her hand and pointed at her heart, "I think I finally moved you out of here."

Zhou Chen didn't say anything, but his jawline became sharper, which showed that he was tense at the moment.

"It is true that from love arises sorrow, from love arises fear. Those who have no love... have neither joy nor fear."

After saying this, Xu Ge closed his eyes and leaned on his shoulder in a relaxed manner.

This was the scene Zhou Siyu saw when she came back, and she was completely stunned.

"Uncle?"

Zhou Chen then looked up at her and said, "Go back to your room and rest."

Zhou Siyu's eyes were fixed on Xu Ge in his arms. "She, what happened to Xu Ge?"

"I'm drunk." After saying that, he carried Xu Ge away.