Under the influence of alcohol, he used the table as a support to get up.
With one hand on Xi Siyan's shoulder and the other holding a wine glass to his lips, he whispered, "Class monitor, it's been so long, you really aren't drinking? Or do you want all of us here to know that we've known each other for a long time?"
Chen Mo forgot whether Xi Siyan had offered to help after he drank the last glass of wine. He only remembered that Xi Siyan's gaze, reflected in the clear glass, seemed somewhat indifferent and cold.
I woke up the next day with a hangover in my apartment that I had bought.
The first thing I saw when I opened my eyes was Gou Yiyang's big face.
"What are you doing here?" Chen Mo asked.
Gou Yiyang said irritably, "Did you black out? I told you to quit drinking, but I'll just drink yourself to death one day!" Then he asked, "When did Xi Siyan return to China?"
Chen Mo asked, puzzled, "Ask me? Didn't you say you two got along well in high school?"
Gou Yiyang poured him some water, saying, "We lost contact a long time ago. After he went abroad, he basically cut off all contact with China. Although we were on good terms when we were studying, you know how the gap becomes more and more obvious once you grow up. His circle is beyond our reach."
Chen Mo took the water glass and took a sip.
Then Gou Yiyang said in a gossipy tone, "But I heard another version. It seems that his family had some objections to his sexual orientation, which is why he cut off contact with people in China."
Chen Mo was not surprised; for those two years, Yang Shule seemed to be always depressed because she couldn't get in touch with Xi Siyan.
They really are a pair of star-crossed lovers.
Chen Mo sneered.
She put down her water glass and said, "Thank you for picking me up last night."
Gou Yiyang looked at him and said, "I didn't pick you up. Xi Siyan brought you back."
Chen Mo suddenly turned his head.
Gou Yiyang looked at his expression and asked, "You really don't remember?"
What should I remember?
Gou Yiyang kindly tried to recall for him, "It's like I was startled when I suddenly received his call. When I got there, your coat was lying on the main road at the entrance of the community, and you were hanging on Xi Siyan's neck, acting like a hooligan." After saying that, he didn't forget to scold him, "You know what kind of person you are when you're drunk. You usually suppress yourself too much, and when you're drunk, you become a complete scoundrel. How dare you?"
Chen Mo, suffering from a hangover and a terrible complexion, slowly said, "That's not all."
He recounted how he forced someone to drink while the person was drunk last night.
Gou Yiyang looked like he was beyond saving. "Why did you provoke him for no reason? No wonder he looked so grumpy."
Chen Mo's drinking habits are indeed not very good, and he knows it himself, so he always tries to control himself from overdoing it in social situations.
That night was really due to the effects of alcohol.
He guessed that Xi Siyan wanted to kill him.
Fortunately, the other party didn't have to do it themselves.
Until his death, at the age of twenty-eight, he certainly deserved the title of "dying young."
Who knew that on the very first day I opened my eyes in this life, I would run into this person.
It's probably retribution.
Even in high school, Xi Siyan had already reached her peak height. Standing at nearly 1.88 meters, her presence in the night was enough to intimidate anyone. With her angular eyes, high nose bridge, and well-defined features, she possessed an undeniably striking appearance.
He served as the class monitor of the experimental class, but he was clearly not a good student who would tattle. Gou Yiyang's group of people clung to him as if they had found their backbone.
Someone even volunteered to answer his question, "Where is he?"
"Here it is!"
Someone waved, "It's burning quite badly."
Chen Mo had already retreated to his previous position, leaning against the wall, completely hidden in the shadows. When Xi Siyan glanced over following the sound, their eyes met, and Chen Mo could clearly see the momentary surprise in the other's eyes, as if he was somewhat surprised that the person with this group of people was him.
But he quickly composed himself and walked over.
"How are you feeling?" he asked.
They were very close, close enough that Chen Mo could smell his faint fragrance, refreshing and quite unique. The shirt he wore underneath seemed ordinary, but the hidden gold patterns on the rolled-up cuffs revealed something extraordinary.
"It's alright." Chen Mo leaned against the wall with the back of his head, meeting Xi Siyan's eyes, trying to find evidence of his hypocrisy.
pity.
This guy acted like a proper class monitor.
He even raised his hand to touch his forehead, his brow furrowing slightly: "The temperature is a bit high."
He took the initiative to make arrangements without waiting for anyone else to respond.
"I took him to the hospital."
"Where are you going next?" After getting the answer, he said, "Keep yourselves in line. If Director Lai catches you, I can't save you... risk your lives to save you? Do you think I'm not human?... So what if it's the class monitor? The class monitor can't escape the nightmare of being scolded by the homeroom teacher either. He can scare me so much that I can solve two physics competition problems for him in my dream." He could still joke, his whole aura was relaxed, and he was in a good mood. "Old Gou, come and lend a hand."
Chen Mo didn't even have a chance to refuse.
The two of them dragged him out of the alley.
Gou Yiyang stood by the car door and patted him on the shoulder, "What's wrong? Have you really gone crazy from the fever?"
"Let go first." Chen Mo glanced at his arm, which was still being held by Gou Yiyang, his expression somewhat complicated. "I just have a fever, not an illness. Where is your prisoner?"
"You don't know what's good for you." Gou obediently let go of her hand, then took out a pack of Heart-to-Heart brand cigarettes that cost two yuan from his pocket, handed her a tissue, and said, "Wipe it off. Your fever is quite alarming. You're sweating like it's free."
Chen Mo took the paper and crumpled it into a ball in his palm.
The paper absorbed the sweat from my palms, leaving them hot and humid. The rising body temperature made me irritable and restless.
Just then, Xi Siyan, who had finished speaking with the driver, turned around and asked Gou Yiyang, "Are you coming along?"
"I can't go," Gou Yiyang said embarrassedly. "My grandma just called me and insists that I go back."
Chen Mo knew that Gou Yiyang's grandmother was a very important person in his life.