I also want to go upstairs.

"Lao Lu, I feel like you've changed since you started college."

Compared to Lu Jincheng, a seasoned veteran of the drinking scene, their high school classmates felt rather inferior.

After a few bottles of beer, not only did Wu Zizhi start to feel dizzy, but the well-built Liu Zhe also turned red-faced.

"Really?"

Lu Jincheng responded with a smile, as if nothing was wrong.

"Yes! Lu Jincheng has become handsomer, and it seems... his fashion sense and temperament have improved too."

Pan Xuan, quite the art student with a keen eye, immediately noticed Lu Jincheng's T-shirt was a new model: "Back in school, we all wore uniforms, so I never noticed how broad your shoulders were; wearing Versace now, you look just like a clothes rack."

"You know, I hadn't realized before, but Lu Jincheng and Rui Rui sitting together now, they really have that couple vibe!"

Tan Huilin, sitting opposite them, held her forehead and, fueled by the alcohol, started to tease along.

Lu Jincheng, at one eighty-three, was taller than any other boy present, and sitting with Zhong Ruixi, who was one seventy-two, they almost matched the so-called perfect height difference often cited online.

Coupled with their outfits today, both in solid-color T-shirts and jeans, the youthful standard issue, at first glance, they looked like they were wearing couple's attire.

"Hahahaha, I ship it, I ship it, look at the group!"

Pan Xuan laughed, raising her phone to sneakily take a photo and sent it to the WeChat group they had just created.

In the camera, the tall boy and shorter girl looked as if they were snuggling, sharing similar curved smiles.

Zhong Ruixi couldn't help but pause, a dangerous thought crossing her mind.

—They really do look quite matched...

"Okay, okay, that's enough! Don't go matchmaking."

"Let's drink, let's drink!"

Zhong Ruixi, who could not hold her liquor well, raised her glass again, face reflecting in the golden hue of the glass, cheeks flaming red.

She touched her cheeks with the back of her hand only to find they were burning hot.

But whether it was the alcohol or shyness, only she knew.

"Umm..."

As everyone chatted and carried on, Wu Zizhi covered his mouth and quickly headed for the bathroom when time came to drink again.

Alcohol doesn't make one drunk; one gets drunk on his own accord, talking about all things he didn't want to hear, couple vibes, Mr. Lu being handsome, fashionable...

Coming from an average family, where would he get the money for clothing that costs thousands?

Damn it!

Playing rich, so now he had to go without eating this month?

Wu Zizhi clenched his teeth, a strange sensation rising in his throat, and he couldn't hold it in anymore.

"Lao Lu, could you check on him in the bathroom? He's overdoing it; hope there's not going to be any trouble."

The only man who was unaffected at the table, eagerly grabbing meat, was Lu Jincheng.

"Sure."

Lu Jincheng stood up, straightened his clothes, and strode toward the bathroom.

The less capable someone is, the more they pretend and boast.

It wasn't business networking; no direct benefits involved, just a simple classmates gathering. No one cared how much you drank, so why was this guy showing off?

"Knock, knock, knock."

He knocked on the bolted door, only hearing the continuous flushing of the toilet.

"Wu Zizhi, are you alright?"

"I'm fine, just wait for me outside, blegh..."

Men always want to save face in public, not keen on showing their disorderly side.

Lu Jincheng understood, so he politely accepted the suggestion and walked toward the sinks.

This newly opened Cantonese hotpot restaurant featured fire stone washbasins in the public areas, topped with soft lights, and the air was filled with a faint mix of mint and lavender.

He lit a cigarette and listlessly looked around.

The floor was polished to a shine, and the mirrors had not even a spot of mist.

But this was only because they had just opened; perhaps in half a year, it would be different.

"Lu Jincheng!"

Suddenly, a fair-skinned little hand tapped his shoulder from behind, and the mirror reflected a pair of peach blossom eyes with long eyelashes, brimming with a smile.

It was Zhou Sinin.

"Are you here for a gathering?"

Zhou Sinin pulled out a tissue, her soft glow rendering her skin snow-white.

She was dressed beautifully tonight, wearing an oversized white sweater with letter prints and a pair of shorts that elongated her legs, playing with the disappearing bottoms trick, making her proportions look excellent.

Simply put, it was all legs at first glance.

"Indeed, what a coincidence."

Lu Jincheng nodded, skillfully flicking the cigarette butt into the trash can.

"Do you guys also like hotpot? I thought only people from Guangdong liked it; it's too bland..."

Zhou Sinin pursed her upper lip, took out a TF16 lipstick from her bag, and touched up her lipstick in the mirror in front of Lu Jincheng.

Scarlett Red, a warm-toned color, perfectly suited her naturally pale skin.

Why was she so beautiful?

Lu Jincheng couldn't take his eyes off the person in the mirror, feeling his throat go dry.

After closing the lipstick, Zhou Sinin only made three movements, but the man beside her couldn't help but feel his heart sway.

Flicking her hair, standing on tiptoes, biting the hair tie on her wrist, slightly lifting her chin, one hand gathering her waterfall-like brown hair, and the other picking up the hair tie, binding it together.

They appeared to be the inadvertent small movements of a girl, but the charm that exuded from her demeanor was unparalleled, something Mr. Lu had only seen once in his two lifetimes.

"Let's not talk about it; I don't like it either; I didn't choose this place."

Lu Jincheng smiled and waved his hands, showing his innocence.

"You dressed up so beautifully today; now I believe what you said was true."

A famous quote on Little Red Book in the future read: "Of course, beautiful clothes are to be worn with your bestie; while celebrating friendship, you also capture a lot of attention!"

Girls deliberately optimize their overall image and temperament while shopping with their besties.

And if the bestie is pretty, no more needs to be said.

"Eh? What truth did I speak?"

Zhou Sinin's voice was sweet, her face adorned with a beautiful crescent smile.

"You said, 'Your sister is really pretty.'"

"Hahahahaha, that is true, she's upstairs in the private room. Do you want to go up and see?"

"...Maybe not, a classmate drank too much; it's not appropriate for me just to go up."

Lu Jincheng shrugged, pointed towards the men's restroom, where the sound of running water and vomiting hadn't stopped.

"Alright, don't blame me for not inviting you; I should head back then."

Zhou Sinin waved at him and turned towards the staircase.

Five minutes later, Lu Jincheng helped Wu Zizhi, who looked completely out of it, back to the lobby.

"Should we call it a night? He's not really in a good state."

"Alright, I'll take care of calling a cab. You and Liu Zhe help him back to school, alright?"

Pan Xuan agreed; many classmates had military training tomorrow and it wasn't suitable to stay out too late.

"No problem, the two of us guys can take good care of him on the way."

Liu Zhe said.

"Then I'll head back with them."

As they exited the restaurant, Zhong Ruixi raised her head and said to Lu Jincheng, who was helping someone on the side.

Their schools were mostly in the East Lake High-tech District and weren't far from each other; one car was convenient for all.

"Bye~"

The city's night sky had no stars, and the streetlights hung directly overhead, like miniature suns.

After seeing off the last classmate, Lu Jincheng took out his phone in the late-night breeze.

"Can I still go up now?"