"Brother, are you asleep here?"

In a daze, Zheng Tinghe was awakened by a voice in his ear. When he opened his eyes, he saw a handsome boy with chestnut hair standing in front of the mirror on the sink.

"Drink too much."

Zheng Tinghe waved to the young man who was washing his hands and spit out the smell of alcohol.

He and Ye Han were drinking at this KTV tonight, but they didn't expect that they could take a nap after going to the toilet and washing their hands.

It seems that I can no longer drink so much.

Zheng Tinghe rubbed his temples and staggered towards the private room.

"What's going on? Why do you feel like there's something extra in your head? You're not going to drink yourself silly, are you? It seems like you can't drink like this anymore."

Zheng Tinghe murmured to himself as he walked. Just a moment ago, a strange woman's face flashed across his mind inexplicably.

However, I want to recall what this face looks like, but I can no longer remember it.

"Also, where did this feeling of being hit by a car come from?"

Walking to the private room marked with three sixes at the door, Zheng Tinghe frowned. He should be in this private room, right?

Zheng Tinghe slowly lit a Tianye, pushed open the private room door weakly, walked in in a daze, and immediately lay down on the sofa closest to the door.

"Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you..."

Melodious music echoed in the private room.

In the private room, the lights were dim, and a three-layer birthday cake was placed on the table, with two numbered candles shining brightly on the cake.

In front of the cake, four girls and a boy were surrounded by stars. Ning Yu was clasping her hands together and making a wish on the birthday cake with her beautiful eyes closed.

"Who are you?"

Several people who were congratulating Ning Yu discovered that there was an uninvited guest in the private room.

This uninvited guest was about the same age as them, but he had chestnut hair and a cigarette in his mouth. He was lying on the sofa and puffing away like no one else.

At this time, Ning Yu, who was making a wish, slowly opened her beautiful eyes and looked towards the sofa in confusion.

This boy is so handsome.

This was the first reaction in Ning Yu's mind after seeing Zheng Tinghe.

His face is sharp and angular, his skin is fair, and he has a pair of straight eyebrows, showing his unruly spirit. The chestnut bangs on his forehead make this boy look a little cold and world-weary.

"He is your friend?"

Ning Yu blinked, her clear and bright eyes a little curious, and she softly asked the classmates.

Everyone looked at each other and shook their heads.

Zheng Tinghe, who was lying on the sofa, frowned and opened his eyes. The song "Happy Birthday" was still echoing in his ears.

He was so drunk that he didn't realize that he had gone to the wrong private room. He looked at the extremely attractive-looking girl and stood up.

This woman, why do you feel like I have seen this before somewhere?

Ye Yao’s friend? She’s quite pretty.

Didn't we agree that it would be just the two of them tonight? Why call some strangers here? Is this woman having a life?

"Who are you? Did you go to the wrong private room?"

The only boy asked aloud.

Zheng Tinghe staggered towards Ning Yu. With his drunken eyes, he glanced around, but did not see where Ye Yaoren was.

"Where's Ye Yao?"

Zheng Tinghe ignored the boy, but took a deep puff of cigarette, looked at Ning Yu who was like a princess, and asked a little coldly.

Ning Yu blinked again. For some reason, she always felt that this boy gave her an inexplicable sense of familiarity, as if they had known each other for a long time.

"Ye Yao? You're not here."

Ning Yu said softly, Ye Yao is her classmate, but she is not familiar with Ye Yao, and she did not call him "birthday" tonight. Is this boy Ye Yao's friend?

Zheng Tinghe nodded. He was indeed Ye Yao's friend, but why was Ye Yao missing? He didn't even say hello to himself.

"Your birthday?"

Zheng Tinghe looked at the huge birthday cake in front of him, staggered onto the sofa again, leaned against the soft sofa, and asked lazily.

"Yeah."

"Happy birthday, you play with your stuff, I'll take a nap."

Zheng Tinghe waved his hand and closed his eyes.

He was almost unconscious and didn't bother to ask why these people came to his private room to celebrate his birthday.

Ning Yu was a little overwhelmed when she saw this boy preparing to sleep. The other girls looked at the only boy, Li Yuan.

Li Yuan looked like this and walked over with a frown on his face. He pushed Zheng Tinghe who was resting with his eyes closed.

Before Li Yuan spoke, Zheng Tinghe opened his eyes, a little impatient, and his eyes were a little cold.

Li Yuan, who originally wanted to tell Zheng Tinghe that he had gone to the wrong private room, was frightened by Zheng Tinghe's look and did not dare to speak for a long time.

Zheng Tinghe stood up slowly, took an empty wine glass from the table, filled it for himself, raised the glass to Ning Yu, and raised his eyebrows.

"What's your name?"

"Ning Yu."

Ning Yu bit her lip gently, looking a little uneasy.

"Eighteen years old?" Zheng Tinghe glanced at the candles on the birthday cake, "Happy birthday."

Zheng Tinghe drank all the beer in the cup, and then Zheng Tinghe looked at Ning Yu indifferently, his unruly eyes were completely misty at this moment.

Ning Yu picked up a drink on the table in a hurry and took a sip: "Thank you, I don't know how to drink."

Zheng Tinghe burped, which was very ungraceful, and the cold aura about him faded a lot.

Ning Yu pursed her lips and smiled, looking at Zheng Tinghe curiously.

"Classmate, what is your name?"

Zheng Tinghe didn't answer this question. He just stared closely at the girl named Ning Yu in front of him. The more he looked at her, the more beautiful and familiar she became.

He was sure that he had never seen this girl before, so where did this inexplicable feeling of familiarity come from?

Moreover, looking at Ning Yu's bright and noble eyes, a vague regret lingered in his heart, making him a little uncomfortable.

Ning Yu found that the eyes of the boy in front of her were strange, cold, nostalgic, regretful, relieved, all kinds of complex emotions intertwined in those beautiful eyes like stars.

For a moment, Ning Yu felt a little embarrassed. She didn't know how to deal with such complicated eyes.

Moreover, she and this unknown boy were obviously just strangers, why did he look at her with such complicated eyes?

"What's your name? Besides, you must have gone to the wrong private room."

The two faced each other in silence for a long time before Ning Yu continued to speak.

After Ning Yu said this, she was about to sit down. The boy opposite suddenly moved, and Ning Yu felt a hot hand on her waist.

Ning Yu's beautiful eyes widened, her pretty face flushed slightly, and she was about to scold the boy, but her lips were blocked.

The faint smell of alcohol and cigarette filled Ning Yu's entire mouth, and Ning Yu's delicate body became stiff.
Chapter completed!