When Fan Gao left Suizi's house, he didn't know which leg he stepped with first.
He felt as though floating in the clouds, his body felt light, dizzy from the drink, Suizi's strong liquor was potent, coupled with a table full of spicy dishes, it felt like fire in his stomach.
Fan Gao tried hard to recall, attempting to remember what he had chatted about with Suizi.
He felt like he had achieved his goal, but when he thought about it carefully, it seemed like Suizi hadn't agreed to anything.
The subtle feeling of seemingly gaining something yet acquiring nothing, drowned by the alcohol and the spicy food.
Fan Gao turned around, Suizi didn't come out to send him off, but he guessed that this rural-raised girl must have been won over by his show of affection.
Fan Gao opened the car door and got in the car.
"Do you think she'll believe you, uncle?" the driver asked.
