"So you're saying that you want someone to purposely smear Xiang Nan's reputation, and then he will turn around and expose your dark secrets and falsely accuse you?"

Shi Yi remained noncommittal regarding this matter, which was truly bizarre and beyond imagination. Nevertheless, it had happened right before his eyes. All he could do was silently feel a pang of regret for Liang Chen.

Actually, he already knew almost everything there was to know. Online gossip was often more exciting than the truth itself. All he needed was confirmation from the main character, whether it was a yes or a no.

The two of them chatted for about an hour, during which Liang Chen deliberately or unintentionally flirted with him. It was unclear whether this person was naturally flirtatious or it was due to being drunk. As they say, alcohol emboldens a coward. He pretended not to hear any of those playful remarks and even forcefully grabbed and twisted that salty pig hand.

The whole process started with a few questions from him and a few answers from Liang Chen, but in the end, it turned into Liang Chen's monologue. It was as if he wanted to vent all the grievances he had recently endured and release all the anger he had accumulated, relentlessly accusing Xiang Nan.

As an excellent listener, Shi Yi Xing also took out a small notebook from time to time to jot down a few key words.

"This is so full of material, so full of creative ideas... The perfect portrayal of a worthless bottom being trapped by a vicious top, tsk tsk."

After who knows how many rounds of drinking, Liang Chen began to feel a little drunk. Ultimately, although he criticized Xiang Nan's promiscuous behavior, he did indeed have feelings for this person.

Hate is there, but it's not so easy to erase liking.

Liang Chen's eyes gleamed, with a layer of mist drifting around, his mesmerizing gaze fixated on Shi Yixing. There was a hint of gloom beneath his eyes. He sniffed and suddenly burst into a silly smile, reaching out to touch Shi Yixing's face. "I thought that, when I came back... I would be able to see you smile happily... that we could... hiccup, continue living... together, even... without having to sneak around anymore... hiccup..."

With a resounding "pa," Liang Chen let out his final belch and finally collapsed. There were seven or eight empty bottles on the table, all of which were the fruit of his labor for the entire night.

Shi Yi took up the glass and drank the wine that had been sitting there for an hour. He downed the last few milliliters in one gulp, feeling a fiery and refreshing sensation in his throat.

He got up and patted Liang Chen's shoulder with a heartache. "You've had too much to drink, let me take you back to the dormitory." He also called over the bartender to settle the bill.

Liang Chen squinted his eyes for more than ten seconds, then suddenly burst into a string of vulgarities: "The dormitory? Damn those bastards, what's wrong with being comrades? They act like they're afraid of getting cancer... Burp, those cowardly things... Er, are they afraid of me liking them? Ah, spit... Hmm, hmm, hmm."

Shi Yi acted unexpectedly, quickly covering his unrestrained mouth, afraid that he would become too agitated and speak some shocking and vulgar words.

"Alright, let's not go back, but we have to leave now. Get up, I'll help you up," Shi Yixing attempted to support the sturdy figure.

As night fell, more and more people began to come and go from the bar. This kind of crowded and chaotic environment was the last place Shiyi Xing wanted to stay.

He pulled Liang Chen's arm and placed it on his shoulder, as if a thick and sturdy metal staff were pressing down on his head, which was truly challenging.

Looking at their similar heights, both standing at around 1.8 meters, but there is a significant difference in weight. If Liang Chen doesn't weigh at least 170 pounds, he really wouldn't do justice to this weight.

This is not protein powder-derived meat developed at the gym, but rather that kind of robust and powerful muscle. It's applied without leaving a trace, making one somewhat envious.