Zhou Shuang sighed heavily and shook her head. She dismissed Xuxu's questions with a wave of her hand. "I don't want to talk about this anymore. Let's drink."
She raised her glass for a toast with Xuxu.
Xuxu took a tiny sip, just to savor the taste. She licked her lips.
Zhou Shuang drank glass after glass. And in the midst of their conversation, she had finished an entire bottle.
She immediately got a new bottle and poured herself more. She was so drunk that she was seeing illusions. The wine spilled onto the table and on Xuxu too.
Xuxu hurriedly stopped her and said, "It's enough. Nothing will change even if you get yourself drunk. Say whatever you feel like saying. Why do you have to hide your feelings?"
She knew that if she didn't coerce Zhou Shuang in this way, the woman wouldn't be honest about her true feelings.
"Xuxu, I love him. I don't know why I fell for him."
