Yu Qiuli had forced herself to drink too much.
She had good drinking etiquette. Even though she was very drunk, she did not make any noise or act like a demon. She just looked at Wang Yan with a dazed look and giggled.
"Gouzi, you see, how wonderful is fate between people? Anyway, anyway, I never thought that the most silent and unremarkable you among the boys back then would actually be the first man who let me cook for him and drink with alone..."
Wang Yan felt the same. "Yes, it's really wonderful."
It sounded the same, but it was actually different.
Fate was destined, but it had to be fought to be fulfilled.
There were so many cases of unfulfilled fate. How many ended up together as their true love?
Looking at the big picture, all the boys in the class were fated to be with Yu Qiuli, but Wang Yan was the only one who could fulfill the fate.
In the end, one still had to be capable.