She hesitated for a moment, but still picked up an empty glass and handed it to him, "OK." although she didn't know why he was so emotional tonight, she thought that all she could do now was to accompany him well.

He poured some wine into her glass and the two drank it.

Drinking, Zhou Liye was not drunk. Duan Manyu himself was a little dizzy. In his ear, he heard Zhou Liye saying, "you say, how many mistakes in this world can be forgiven and how many mistakes can not be forgiven?"

"Why do you want to forgive? Just don't make mistakes..." she muttered.

"But how many people can't make mistakes? What about you? Have you made mistakes?" he asked.

She thought and said, "Yes, what impresses me most is that I once pretended to be my father to sign my examination paper because my examination results were too poor. Who knows? Later, at the parents' meeting, my father not only knew my examination results, but also knew that I pretended to sign his name. When I came back, he beat me up and fined me for writing several pages of review paper. Later, the review book was still in my house It has been pasted in the hall for several years, and my mother has framed it, saying that she wants to leave a souvenir for me. "

She smiled at the thought of this embarrassing incident.

"What about you? What did your parents do when you made mistakes as a child?" she asked curiously.

"Just say a few words at most," he said.

"Never hit you? Never knelt on a washboard or something?" she said in surprise.

He shook his head. "No."

"Wow, you're so lucky." She envied her. Like her father, although she hurt her, he also hit her when she was a child. Later, probably after she went to junior high school, her father didn't hit her again. However, in fact, she didn't get beaten many times when she was a child, and it was when her mistakes were quite outrageous that her father hit her meaningfully. According to her mother's words, he didn't hit her yet A few times, she cried like ghosts and wolves, so that her father often surrendered in the end.

"Will you forgive me if I make a mistake and you beat me and punish me to write a review?" he asked abruptly.

"Wow, if you would let me fight and write a review book, I would certainly forgive you." she said, "then I'll frame your review book and keep it well. It's a souvenir..." as she said, she couldn't help laughing. It's funny to think about the picture!

"As long as you are willing to calm down, you can do anything," he said.

She raised her eyes and looked at him. At this moment, his eyes were like water, so gently staring at her. The wine glass in his hand was shaking slightly, and there seemed to be a thin layer of wine on his lips, which looked so crystal and moist under the light.

She only felt that her head, which was dazed by alcohol, seemed more dizzy.

Gollum!

She swallowed the channel between her throat. "Do you really want to?"

"Yes," he said. "As long as you forgive me, I'll do anything."

"OK, I'll forgive you!" she said loudly, raised her hand, leaned over, put her arm around his neck, and then put her lips close to his lips and kissed him hard.

Tut tut!

She kissed hard, with a trace of childishness.