Bang.
"Drink!"
Ye Qiu and Lin Jie were sitting in a street food stall, drinking draft beer.
Gulp.
After clinking glasses with Ye Qiu, Lin Jie downed his beer in one go, which surprised Ye Qiu: "What are you doing?"
Lin Jie said, "If the feelings are deep, chug it down; if they're shallow, just sip. Do what you must."
Ye Qiu was speechless upon hearing this, then gritted his teeth, looked at the full beer, and gulped it down in one go.
"Haha, that's more like it!"
Lin Jie nodded in satisfaction.
After downing a large glass of draft beer, Ye Qiu felt as if he were floating, and that feeling was extremely pleasant.
"Come on, let's continue!" Lin Jie said.
"No, no, let's slow down, take it easy."
Ye Qiu, seeing Lin Jie about to raise his glass again, waved his hand in fear.
"Haha." Lin Jie laughed again.
"Hmph, such a wimp, cowering after just one glass?"
Just then, a mocking voice came from behind, clearly ridiculing Ye Qiu.
