When I finished the song, I smiled at the people at the table, pretending to be a lady, but I couldn't help sweating. If my bad friends were present, they would take this picture with their mobile phones as evidence of later ridicule.

I looked down at zize, and saw that he was full of surprise. I secretly spit out my tongue at him. But I looked up and saw that the man in Chinese next to him was looking at me with ponder. I raised my glass and made a toast to the air, then I took a sip.

my heart suddenly "clattered" for a while. Just now, I...