When drunk, one can be unreasonable, without the need for logic, and do whatever they want.

And by the next day, they can confidently forget everything that happened that night.

Zheng Xunqian had been hinting at him since earlier.

Now, he complied. This was his response, his indication, the bravest thing he could do with his fragile confidence.

Jing Tian lowered his head, burped softly, then poured the remaining alcohol from the bottle into his cup.

Unexpectedly, Zheng Xunqian remained silent. Jing Tian turned to look at him and saw a hint of unease on his face.

This was strange.

Zheng Xunqian should be calm, composed, mysterious, and unpredictable. This expression didn’t suit him. All along, Jing Tian had been the one feeling lost.

Jing Tian stared at the man in front of him, thinking, Zheng Xunqian isn’t as composed as I thought.

Then he thought again, He’s like this now because of me.

Jing Tian lifted the cup, still looking at Zheng Xunqian’s face, sipping it slowly while smiling.

When he finished the drink and put down the cup, he was grinning from ear to ear.

“…Drunk so quickly?” Zheng Xunqian asked.

Jing Tian shook his head. “Not drunk.”

His face was still flushed, the alcohol he had just consumed had yet to enter his bloodstream, not enough to numb his senses. He was smiling because Zheng Xunqian’s current appearance was genuinely amusing.

He felt so pleased with himself.

This wasn’t a competition, but he felt like he had won something.

“Really?” Zheng Xunqian raised his hand and touched his earlobe. “If I were to do something to you right now, would you remember it the next day?”

Jing Tian shrank his neck. “…Depends.”

Zheng Xunqian didn’t speak again. He put his arm around Jing Tian’s shoulder and pinched his earlobe, along with the square earring on it.

It was a pair of earrings Jing Tian had just found in his drawer last night. Made of hollow silver alloy with a small, movable transparent pink stone set inside.

Jing Tian couldn’t tell what material the finely cut little stone, which would shine brightly in the sunlight, was made of, but he thought it was beautiful.

Before leaving, he secretly looked at himself in the mirror for a while.

These earrings were very eye-catching, perfectly matching his hair color. He would definitely be the most eye-catching person on the street.

When he walked out of the bathroom wearing these earrings, Yang Yue immediately noticed the difference, praised him for looking good, and asked who he was wearing them for.

At that time, he replied, he wasn’t wearing them for anyone in particular, just wanted to wear them to this kind of place because they matched the style.

The small stone had a strong presence, reflecting nearby light sources with high intensity every time he turned his head.

Unless someone was blind, they would definitely notice it.

But since they met, Zheng Xunqian had been completely ignoring it. He didn’t praise him or mention it. This little thing that suddenly appeared on Jing Tian’s earlobe seemed to not exist for him at all.

Until now, his gaze didn’t fall on Jing Tian, but his hand was gently rubbing Jing Tian’s earlobe and the small earring.

This made Jing Tian uncomfortable. He felt the pores on his neck and shoulders were unnaturally contracting, bringing a strange itchiness, making him nervous and wanting to avoid it.

Wanting to avoid it was his instinct, but his consciousness stubbornly told him to just sit there and not move.

In the end, he just slightly shrugged his neck.

“You used to pinch your ears when you were nervous,” Zheng Xunqian said. “I’ve seen it many times.”

Jing Tian glanced at him.

“But you don’t anymore,” Zheng Xunqian continued. “I just realized, you weren’t pinching your ears before, it was the piercings you wore on your ears.”

Jing Tian knew what he was talking about. After losing his memory, every time he raised his hand in moments of panic, the soft touch on his earlobe left him at a loss.

“…You pay a lot of attention to me,” he said softly.

“You used to try all sorts of ways to get close to me every day. It was hard not to notice,” Zheng Xunqian said.

As he spoke, he continued to play with Jing Tian’s earlobe.

Jing Tian felt uncomfortable, but at the same time, he felt a vague sense of ambiguous satisfaction.

“What do you want to say?” he asked Zheng Xunqian.

“It’s important to properly relieve stress,” Zheng Xunqian said. “I suggest you wear them regularly and pinch them from time to time, it’s good for your physical and mental health.”

“…”

Zheng Xunqian encouraged him, “Give it a try.”

Jing Tian swatted away his hand and said, “You think I look good wearing them.” After saying that, he tilted his head and looked at Zheng Xunqian, asking, “Is that it?”

Zheng Xunqian didn’t answer; he just looked at him and smiled.

Jing Tian grabbed his arm and shook it forcefully. “Do you or not?! Do you or not?!”

His voice grew louder, and he used more strength in his hand, forcing Zheng Xunqian to sway along with him. Zheng Xunqian had to respond, “It’s alright, I guess.”

The amusement in his tone was too obvious, and although his answer was ambiguous, Jing Tian still felt satisfied and let go of his hand. “Can’t you just be honest?”

Zheng Xunqian looked at him. “Are you drunk?”

Jing Tian wanted to say no, but the words stuck in his throat, and when he finally spoke, his answer was completely opposite, “Yes, I am.”

After that, he quickly added in a low voice, “Very drunk, dizzy, and confused.”

Once he saw Zheng Xunqian’s lack of response, he slapped him on the body with force. “Can you understand? Can you? Are you stupid?”

Just as Zheng Xunqian was about to say something, he yelled, “You’re making me angry!”

Then, he grabbed an unopened bottle of soda, bit off the cap with his teeth, and started drinking from it.

Zheng Xunqian, who had been urging him to drink a bit, hurriedly intervened. “That’s enough.”

Jing Tian ignored him, chugged down almost half of the bottle, then finally put it down and hummed loudly with his nose.

Their commotion naturally attracted the attention of others. Everyone had already assumed they were a cute little couple, so flirting and bantering were normal, and they only glanced over occasionally without disturbing them.

Jing Tian had long since ignored these gazes, focused solely on causing a ruckus. If Zheng Xunqian didn’t let him drink, he would drink even more.

Zheng Xunqian had to snatch the bottle from him. In the struggle, he glanced around and then asked Jing Tian, “Do you want to go there and have some fun?”

Following his direction, Jing Tian saw the lively dance floor.

“…I do.”

Zheng Xunqian put down the bottle, grabbed his hand, and said, “Let’s go together.”

Jing Tian nodded and obediently stood up, letting Zheng Xunqian lead him.

His steps were not very steady, and he felt top-heavy, walking slowly. Zheng Xunqian wasn’t in a hurry either, afraid he might fall, so he reached out and hugged his shoulder.

As they walked, the music didn’t get closer but gradually became more distant.

Jing Tian looked up, the light dim, and the space became narrow. Apart from the two of them, he couldn’t see anyone else.

Where were they? His brain, which was not functioning well at the moment, couldn’t tell.

“What is it?” he asked with narrowed eyes.

“Kidnapping,” Zheng Xunqian said.

As he spoke, the arm that was originally around Jing Tian’s back slowly moved down and wrapped around Jing Tian’s waist, exerting a slight force, trying to pull him closer.

Jing Tian swayed and bumped into him.

In the dizziness, he suddenly found a point to leverage. It was as if his bones were instantly removed, and he leaned heavily against Zheng Xunqian, resting his forehead on Zheng Xunqian’s shoulder.

Because of the sudden weight, Zheng Xunqian stepped back half a step, quickly regained his balance, then chuckled softly, “Your alcohol tolerance is really bad.”

Jing Tian leaned against him and murmured, “You only called me once that day.”

Zheng Xunqian hesitated for a moment before realizing that Jing Tian was bringing up an old issue.

“If I make a lot of calls like that guy, wouldn’t you find it annoying?” he said.

Jing Tian thought, what calls?

When he finally guessed who Zheng Xunqian was referring to, he couldn’t remember the last name of that senior. However, this wasn’t something to be concerned about at the moment.

“I find him annoying, not you,” Jing Tian said.

Just as he finished speaking, he contradicted himself, “No, I find you annoying, I’m really annoyed with you.”

He raised his head, “You’re making me angry! I thought it was you, so I gave him the address and asked him to come over.”

Zheng Xunqian quietly watched him.

The lighting was poor, and Zheng Xunqian was backlit, making Jing Tian’s vision blurry. He couldn’t see Zheng Xunqian’s expression clearly, but he knew those eyes were focused on him.

“…do you understand me?” Jing Tian asked.

Zheng Xunqian nodded, “Yes.”

Jing Tian smiled at him and asked again, “So, do you want to kiss me?”

Zheng Xunqian didn’t answer. Jing Tian raised his hand, pressed his thumb against Zheng Xunqian’s Adam’s apple, and slid it down gently, answering his own question, “You want to, right?”

Zheng Xunqian caught his hand, “Close your eyes.”

Jing Tian not only closed his eyes but also tilted his head back. When he felt Zheng Xunqian’s warmth through the air, he couldn’t help but smile.

His lips felt the soft touch, and he thought proudly, he’s really good at kissing.

He had experience, knew to open his mouth, and even knew how to intertwine tongues.

He learned this through practice, taught by the man in front of him.

It was hard to keep the weight on Zheng Xunqian with this posture. Jing Tian extended his arm, wrapped it around Zheng Xunqian’s neck, and let his body fall backward.

He seemed to have really drunk too much.

Their lips briefly separated until Jing Tian’s back pressed against the hard wall from the weightlessness, then immediately reconnected.

During this interval, he giggled foolishly.

He thought Zheng Xunqian was really melodramatic. He clearly wanted to, so why pretend?

“So happy?” Zheng Xunqian whispered against his lips.

Jing Tian chuckled, “You’re an idiot!”

Zheng Xunqian was a little displeased and bit his lips.

Jing Tian trembled slightly.

He furrowed his brows and whispered softly, “It hurts.”

Zheng Xunqian slightly increased the distance, carefully examining his slightly swollen lips from prolonged kissing. “I didn’t use much force.”

After speaking, he lightly pecked Jing Tian’s lips again and said, “Should I blow on it for you?”

Jing Tian pursed his lips and obediently exchanged a restrained kiss with him before muttering again, “…it hurts a lot.”