Tattoo

t manner that his eyes were a little red.

Xiao Ke didn’t know why they were so excited that Zhou Zui brought someone with him.
Xiao Ke took the drink and shook his head with a smile.
“I drank the wine, but I can’t really afford to accept this thank you.
I just followed.”

“Then thanks for that!” Jiang Tao was still a bit excited.
“You can follow us every time so that I can thank you every time!”

“This is a real thank you,” said Lin Xuan who was sitting on the other side of Xiao Ke with a cigarette in his mouth.
“Old Zhou lives too damn hermit-like.
He’s been cold all his life and we were afraid he’d make himself a hermit.
In fact, he was not like this before, he used to love to have fun, now sometimes it’s like he’s aphasic.
We can only force this bastard…old guy so far.”

Zhou Zui had not said a word before, but he now lifted his eyes and looked at Lin Xuan.
“Which bastard?”

“Cao Yuan’er, Old Cao, this bastard.” Lin Xuan said with a smile.

Old Cao was eating a dish at the same time, and he did not even raise his head as he cursed, “You bitch.”

These people have misjudged the relationship between him and Zhou Zui as they were not as close as they thought.
However, it wasn’t necessary to go out of his way to explain something since it would be too pretentious and he also enjoyed this misjudgment.

They came with no other arrangements, and they just had a place to get together and drink.
Therefore, no one was confined, and since there was nothing to do the next day, they could sleep for however long they wanted to if they drank too much.

Xiao Ke ate something in advance, and though his stomach was not empty, he drank later and did not feel too uncomfortable.
The topic at the wine table had gradually shifted from dirty talk to the emotional special of Fang Xi being seriously nostalgic about his ex-wife.
The divorce was self-imposed where there was nothing to be said as the scarlet beauty mark and smear of mosquito blood were two things that could never be truly separated.

When he finished, Old Zhu also talked about his wife and how she had been with him through thick and thin.
Old Zhu suddenly threw the topic to Xiao Ke and asked, “What about Little Xiao? Have you made friends?”

Xiao Ke leaned back in his chair with the corners of his mouth in a slight smile as he naturally replied, “Of course, I’m thirty.
If I was thirty without an ex, there would be something wrong with me.”

Old Zhu chuckled, “So tell me?”

Xiao Ke had nothing to fear with what he was going to say so he sipped his tea and said, “It’s nothing.
I thought he looked good so I pursued him and then caught him, but eventually we broke up.
That’s all, not very exciting.”

In one sentence, Xiao Ke reported his last relationship experience that lasted more than five years.
It wasn’t that he couldn’t go into detail, but that he didn’t want to.
It was also because he hadn’t been telling the whole truth.　

The reason for the breakup was not because they had had enough, but because Lin An couldn’t stand the pressure from his family and decided to get married.
With red eyes, he said, “We’ll only be married for a year, and then we’ll get divorced, can you wait for me?”

Xiao Ke raised his arm that was around him before he rubbed his hair then smiled and shook his head, “No.”

From the time that this idea had come to Lin An’s mind, the fact of betrayal already existed.
There were some things that could not be reasoned with for Xiao Ke regardless of the outcome.
Some thoughts that had arisen which caused the relationship to be abandoned.
With Xiao Ke’s character and his values, he could not share the same lover with anyone else nor could he stand by and watch an innocent woman enter a marriage that he knew was a scam.

Professor Xiao would never be able to live up to his profession, and still consider himself worthy of the phrase ‘people’s teacher.’ He never had a problem with principle, and his parents taught him well.
There were things to say such as, “no is no” without even a hint of hesitation.

However, Xiao Ke, the man who would always give people a few pointers before and after which even if they split up, would not talk to anyone about his predecessor.
He would not spit or complain, and would not take the past as a talking point at the table which would attract a few scoldings of his predecessor. 

Xiao Ke drank a mouthful of wine.
The white wine had a spicy flavor that numbed him from the tongue to the stomach, and it was only at this time that Xiao Ke felt his stomach hurting.

As the alcohol went to his head, Xiao Ke did not spare himself to sell his pity and pretended to be weak.
Zhou Zui was too manly, and in front of him, his weakness did not feel degrading at all.

Xiao Ke turned his head to look at Zhou Zui with a direct gaze.
He was already a little drunk, and still had that straightforward and passionate look.

Zhou Zui looked over and asked him in a low voice, “What’s wrong?”

After drinking, his voice sounded a bit husky which was attractive and seductive to the ears.
Xiao Ke gently closed his eyes and said, “My stomach doesn’t feel well.”

Zhou Zui looked at him and noticed that the alcohol made Xiao Ke’s face and eyes red, and Zhou Zui did not say anything as he reached out and poured all the wine left in Xiao Ke’s glass into his own glass.
He couldn’t fit it into his glass, and there was still a single drink left in the bottom.

“What the fuck are you two doing?” Fang Xi pointed at Zhou Zui, and shouted at him.
“I can see it.
Where is your wine, Xiao Ke?”

Everyone at the table looked over, while Xiao Ke smiled and begged for mercy.

“Where’s your wine?” People on the side also followed the coaxing.
“Come on, Xiao Ke is out of wine, fill up Professor Xiao’s glass again!”

Fang Xi took the bottle of wine and poured it for Xiao Ke, but Zhou Zui reached out to cover the mouth of Xiao Ke’s glass.
Fang Xi stammered and coaxed, and Zhou Zui looked at him before he took Xiao Ke’s glass to drink to the bottom of the remaining glass, then put the glass upside down on the table.

“He’s not drinking,” Zhou Zui said faintly with one hand on the back of his chair, “I’ll do it.”

Xiao Ke looked at Zhou Zui from his angle, looked at his cold and hardened brow, and it was only at this moment that he suddenly felt as if he had really drunk too much.

It was not easy to get drunk.

To be honest, he was just interested in Zhou Zui at first as he was pursuing him just to try.
He was serious but not obsessive which meant that if he could not get his hands on him, then he could not get his hands on him.
At most, he’d feel a little regret.
However, now that Xiao Ke looked at Zhou Zui, he saw Zhou Zui looking at Fang Xi with expressionless eyes, and the body was still that casual temperament.
Xiao Ke watched as the muscles in Zhou Zui’s cheek twitched and the lines of his profile slightly shifted.
When men did this, they were always exceptionally sexy.

At that moment, Xiao Ke abruptly realized that he might not be able to let Zhou Zui go.