"If you have any problems, spill it out. If you can't handle it alone, we can brainstorm! Do you think drinking can solve your troubles?" Su Chaoyang spoke to his comrade like he was coaching a trainee for the first time.
Chun Tianle squeezed out a dry smile. "There's no problem really. It's just a little heartache... A big boy like me, I won't die without a girl."
Su Chaoyang was taken aback by what he heard, "What do you mean? Didn't An'an just say you guys had a bit of an argument? You've broken up?"
Chun Tianle snatched the bottle impatiently, "I told you there's nothing. Just stop asking! If you're my bro, just drink with me!"
Su Chaoyang was stunned for a moment. In the next, Chun Tianle had already gulped down a glass of strong liquor. Watching his face contort in pain, Su Chaoyang's own eyebrows twitched.
