The driver smiled and said, "Teacher Yin, are you very happy today?"
You Mingxu thought of him at the dinner party and smiled: "Well, it seems so."
Graffiti said, "I knew he would only drink too much when he was very happy or very sad. These times are rare."
Upon hearing this, You Mingxu looked at Yin Feng. He looked very well behaved when he was drunk, his brows were smooth and his lips were slightly pursed. His usually sharp facial features now appear even more delicate.
After returning home, when they heard that Yin Feng was drunk, Guan Jun and the others came over. They didn't seem worried at all, but instead seemed like they were there to watch the fun. Chen Feng smiled slightly and came up to help. Xiaoyan stood far away because he didn't like drunk people. Guan Jun was as sarcastic as always: "Teacher Yin was not like this before, he was very sensible. Now he is with someone and he gets drunk at every turn. Beauty is a disaster..."
Before he could finish his words, You Mingxu slapped him on the head.
The champion looked stunned. She hit him on the head? You Mingxu actually hit him on the head? No one ever dared!
You Mingxu: "Stop talking nonsense. If you don't want to help, don't block the way."
The champion was still standing there stupidly, and they had already helped Yin Feng to walk to the front. Guan Jun hurriedly chased after him and followed behind You Mingxu. He wanted to say something, but he was so angry that he couldn't say anything. I'm dying of suffocation!
The group left Yin Feng on the bed in the master bedroom and left.
You Mingxu listened to Yin Feng's even and long breathing, and guessed that he would fall asleep like this tonight. She took a shower and felt much more energetic. Seeing that it was still early, she took a tablet, put on headphones, lay down beside him, and refreshed the TV series.
I don’t know how long I watched it.
The night grew deeper, and outside the dark window, a few bright stars hung in the sky. The noises of those people could still be faintly heard downstairs. You Mingxu watched the show intently. She had three days off and she wanted to watch to her heart's content tonight.
The branches were swaying gently against the window glass. Except for the bedside lamp, the room was softly dim.
You Mingxu stared at the screen, his mind wandering. Suddenly, a body rushed over and hugged her tightly with both hands. You Mingxu cried out softly and felt the body of that person covering her from behind. The warm breath also sprayed on her neck, and his face rubbed against the back of her head hard: "Ah Xu..."
This tone...
You Mingxu wanted to turn her head, but she couldn't. Was this man using all his strength to hold her down? You Mingxu smiled, and the feeling of his heart beating faster came back, with a hint of excitement.
A thought popped into my mind: If the sober Yin Feng knew that I liked... he would be so angry that he died.
She still managed to turn around and saw a pair of eyes as bright as stars. His face was filled with joy and some strong emotion that was about to explode.
You Mingxu was a little hesitant.
Yin Feng had already told her about the speculation about the second personality. Strictly speaking, You Yingjun is not his alter ego, but just another side of his character. That’s why their memories gradually merge. In other words, a person is stupid for a while, and then he is no longer stupid, it's that simple. But Yin Feng couldn't explain why You Yingjun showed up again when he was drunk last time.
"Maybe when I'm drunk, a certain area of my brain stops working," he said with a sour face. "Some people become simpler and happier when they're drunk."
You Mingxu just laughed silently at that time.
At this time, Yin Feng's face was close to hers, his mouth pouted to kiss her, and his hands began to touch her clothes. You Mingxu: "Wait a minute. Then...how much do you remember about what happened during this period?"
Yin Feng glanced at her and said, "You remember everything. Didn't I tell you that it wasn't the second personality, it was me. Don't waste time, let's..."
You Mingxu was surprised. So is it true as Yin Feng said, that the memories of the two personalities have been integrated? The person in front of me is You Yingjun and Yin Feng.
Just as I was daydreaming, the person in front of me automatically closed his eyes, pouted his mouth high, and came up to me.
So, the person in front of me is the noble and proud man tonight? He has recovered. Now he is just drunk and mad, no different from ordinary people...
You Mingxu suddenly burst into laughter.
Yin Feng opened his eyes, looked at her with dissatisfaction, and turned away angrily. You Mingxu was still laughing and couldn't stop. He turned around and reached for his phone to record it, thinking, Yin Feng, you've got to suffer this day too.
As soon as he turned on the camera, he was filmed and hugged. His face turned cold, but he had some of the arrogance he had when he was sober: "What do you want to do?"
You Mingxu said: "I like you and want to take a picture of you."
You Yingjun was such an easy-to-please person that he laughed immediately, his mouth almost reaching his ears. It was exactly as she remembered. You Mingxu felt a strong, long-hidden sweetness in his heart, as well as an indescribable heartache. She kissed him gently on the face, and he turned around, coming down like a storm...
Breathless, hot and warm.
People say that when men are drunk they are either incapable or become even crazier. But he was different. When he was drunk, he changed from that evil old man into an honest and hardworking young man... You Mingxu was thinking randomly in his mind. It had only been a short time since the game started and someone had become addicted to it again.
When You Mingxu was gasping for breath and about to resist, he raised his dizzy eyes, and for some reason, his expression looked a little embarrassed.
You Mingxu touched his face and encouraged: "What's wrong?"
"I……"
"What happened?" She looked down subconsciously.
Yin Feng tightened his grip on her: "What are you looking at me with?" He even gave her a slap on the head. You Mingxu covered his head and sneered: "Your wings have become hard."
"I mean..." He hesitated again.
"Forget it."
"Hey!" He held her shoulders, sweat dripping down his forehead, but his eyes looked at her with a kind of bright determination, "When I was wrongly accused and running away, I had this idea."
"What idea?"
His eyes became peaceful, like a dark and lonely forest with stars hidden in it.
"I want to marry you," he said. "I don't know why, but I wanted to at that moment. I felt that if I could come back safely and clear myself of suspicion, I would definitely do it. These past few days, I've been thinking about it, but I just didn't know how to start..."
You Mingxu was also a little dazed.
Yeah?
So you've been thinking about me?
Ever since that day you showed up downstairs of my house with evidence, you met with the police leaders one by one, and we discussed the action plan. Time was so tight and the situation was so critical that neither of us had time to say even one more word. Even if they talk about it, they are only talking about the case, the criminals, and other people. The two of us didn't say anything more. There wasn't even time for a hug. There were many times when I just looked at your figure from behind, as cold as a straight tree. And your eyes, I see and feel, are always covered with frost.
It turns out that behind the frost, there are feelings that have not yet been expressed.
Actually, Yin Feng, I feel the same way. Through ups and downs, through gunfire and hail of bullets, we stood shoulder to shoulder and there was no need to say anything. We two have already been...
Seeing her absent-minded and speechless, Yin Feng actually felt an unprecedented sense of nervousness. He has never proposed to anyone, but who is he? What situations between men and women can’t be resolved? Thinking of this, he grabbed her shoulders tightly, stared at her with extremely serious and eager eyes, and said slowly: "Ash, can you... marry me?"
You Mingxu's heart beat violently a few times, and at that moment, she felt as if the whole world had quieted down.
only……
She laughed, an exasperated laugh. His hand was still tightly clasped on her sweaty arm.
She slapped him on the head and said, "How can anyone propose to me like this, at this time? Are you trying to piss me off to death? Get out! I don't agree!"
Of course, in the end, Yin Feng did not "go down". He coaxed and begged awkwardly, like a stray dog, and soon moved on to other things, finally calming You Mingxu down. Naturally, he didn't have time to bring up the proposal, and he didn't have the face to do it.
…
It's dawn.
When Yin Feng woke up, he felt a hangover headache. He rubbed his head, turned around, and saw You Mingxu lying beside him, still sleeping soundly. There were many marks on his shoulders that were exposed outside the quilt.
Yin Feng smiled slightly, continued to rub his head, and got out of bed to take a shower.
When he finished washing and came out refreshed, he saw that You Mingxu had woken up, sitting on the bed with his knees hugged. He glanced at him with an unclear look.
Yin Feng walked to the bed and sat down. Just as he was about to hug her, she dodged and got off the bed.
Yin Feng stared at her movements and said calmly, "Why? Did I make you unhappy last night?"
Memories can be integrated, but drinking can cause them to be fragmented. Yin Feng only vaguely remembered the intensity of last night. It seemed that the two of them were very happy, but he couldn't remember what they talked about specifically.
Looking at his expression, You Mingxu knew that he had forgotten it again. He cursed in his heart, smiled coldly, and went to the bathroom.
This surprised Yin Feng.
However, this is not the first time that You Mingxu has turned against someone after the fact. He must have done something extreme last night, which made her embarrassed and angry. Yin Feng smiled slightly. As a man, he would not give in or apologize in this matter. He wanted her to accept it and get used to it.
He walked outside the bathroom and asked, "What would you like for breakfast?"
"Noodles." It was hard to tell whether You Mingxu was angry or relieved in his voice.
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