Gan Ling covered her lips, laughter undiminished, and said, "You got drunk and started talking nonsense."
"Huh? This... what did I say?"
Liu Zhizhong became more nervous, and the expression of anxiety was not feigned.
"Not much, really. You seemed to cry, saying you wouldn't get divorced, not even if beaten to death. It's a man's last dignity, haha... You really love your wife!"
Liu Zhizhong: "..."
Oh, damn!
This inner drama... my drunk inner drama?
Speechless...
Awkward...
He could only shake his head, "Uh... Sister Ling, is that true?"
"Would I lie to you?"
"Uh... seems like it, haha..." Liu Zhizhong laughed awkwardly, feeling unnatural.
Gan Ling turned again to look at the water, at her mother's grave over there, and at Gan Family Village.
"Has your hangover cleared?"
"Oh, yes, I'm refreshed. Only... with Da Xing and Xiao Xing leaving without saying goodbye, and parting from Sister Ling today, I can't help feeling a bit melancholic."
