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On the last day of work a year ago, two males and one female 3 classmates - high school classmates, the kind who have a good relationship, asked me to have dinner together, the three of them arrived first, I got high when I went, and I dumped a bottle first , the key is that last time I drank one of them, which made me quite low-key this time - no toasting, no calling people, I was high: taking pictures with female classmates, joking, and looking at the beauty of the next table Girl - keep saying that I like the straight hair, I also like the curly hair, and of course sing constantly. High returns to high, but my buddies are still sober, and they say from time to time: Those beautiful girls seem to be far away from my life. In this way, the first case (12 bottles) of wine is finished.
A classmate saw that I was in a good state today - I called and called his two friends (a couple) to come over. We also met for two dinners, and we all knew that the man was drinking very fiercely - once the chopsticks were not Move, walk around first. I have always kept a distance from this kind of person, but that day I was so old that I would lift it up when you picked it up, drink it, and go to the toilet. The phone rang, and another classmate was coming. I was very happy. 3 of them came. I originally called, mainly because one had just broken up. We wanted to comfort him, but he said it was fine, and he had already asked another classmate to go to the club. The hot spring didn't come, but I didn't know that I had come at this time, just right, drink. The second box is finished.
Then the straight hair and curly hair were gone. I was a little lost, so I had to divert my attention, leaned on the man's wife, and asked, if you were given another chance to choose, would you choose him or me.
And then, is my last memory in that restaurant. I went to the toilet with two classmates. I don't know what happened when I came back.
And then, my friend sent me to his house, I don't know how, ..., sent me home again, ..., to sleep.

The best part is here. On the second day, I woke up and looked at the bedside to see if there were any signs of vomiting, but there was no result. I was delighted. My parents came over and told me that I vomited badly last night. They helped me clean up. Hey, The call came at noon, the cow, the lovelorn man, asked me if I knew what happened last night, I told everything I knew, and he said, when I was leaving, I kept holding the drinking wife, Ask if you were given a choice.... Oh my god, text the blind guys - call them here, apologize, the blind guys say nothing, they know me. I sent a text message to Zhang Yujie again—the female classmate at the beginning apologized, she said it was nothing, everyone had known each other for so many years—we were in the same class in junior high school. Feeling calmer. Then Jiang Fei, the friend who sent me back, told me to look at the photos and videos on my phone, my god... the clips from last night were reproduced one by one.

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