All the goddesses in the world are lusting after my body.

"So this is a 'marriage contest'?" Jiang Tang couldn't help but complain. "Can you walk? I'll take you home."

“Yes…” Zhou Zhitu forced herself to stand up from the banquet upon hearing this.

Then she stumbled and fell into Jiang Tang's arms.

"..."

If she hadn't reeked of alcohol, Jiang Tang might have thought Zhou Zhitu was taking advantage of him.

After finishing her first drink, Zhou Zhitu got tipsy and drank several more cups in a row, drinking with Jiang Tang as if they wouldn't stop until they were drunk.

As a result, she got drunk and collapsed, while Jiang Tang continued drinking with other classmates. At most, he went to the bathroom once with a slightly flushed face, but returned to normal afterward.

Perhaps the perfect genes are also perfect in the area of ​​sobering up.

It makes you want to shout, "Damn, bro!"

As Zhou Zhitu fell, she grabbed whatever she could for support, and naturally, she ended up grabbing Jiang Tang's tie and buttons.

It turns out that even high-end custom-made items from luxury brand stores still have quality issues.

Because Zhou Zhitu forcibly ripped off the second button of Jiang Tang's suit, leaving the silver thread still attached, a truly regrettable sight.

Why the second one of all...? It reminds me of a romantic saying from Japan: when graduating, girls will ask the boy they like for the second button on his shirt, which is near the heart and represents pure feelings.

"Ah... I'm sorry! Here you go!"

But Zhou Zhitu hurriedly handed the button back to Jiang Tang, which made it seem as if she did it without any intention, as if it really was just an accident.

"If you'd like, please stay at my house for a while... I have a sewing machine, I can sew the buttons on for you!"

It seems that getting into trouble greatly helps a person sober up; at least Zhou Zhitu doesn't seem as confused as she did before.

She even took the initiative to repair Jiang Tang's clothes.

"That's not necessary, but it's getting late, and I'm worried about you going home drunk all by yourself. I'll take a taxi to take you home."

Jiang Tang responded politely, receiving a sweet smile from Zhou Zhitu.

It was indeed a sweet smile... In an instant, she seemed to shed the aura of being a top student, just like Jiang Tang, and became an ordinary girl.

At least in Jiang Tang's eyes, Zhou Zhitu suddenly became much more approachable.

Her makeup and her clothes all unequivocally demonstrate her transformation.

She has become even more beautiful; anyone would come to that conclusion.

This leads people to wonder: are all the top female students in a class hidden gems? If they just take off their glasses, let their long hair down, put on a pretty dress, and apply makeup that is subtle yet enhances their appearance, their image and temperament can undergo a complete transformation.

The saying "a girl changes drastically at eighteen" sometimes has nothing to do with age, but rather with a girl's psychology.

When a girl grows up to be eighteen, she reaches adulthood and the age when she likes to make friends with boys, so she will naturally start to dress herself up.

What about Zhou Zhitu?

Who would she dress up for?

"...Thank you, Jiang Tang~"

The answer seemed obvious from the way she spoke.

Zhou Zhitu followed in Jiang Tang's footsteps from junior high school, and throughout her three years of high school, she was always behind him. The two were not only rivals, but also friends who could sit together and exchange ideas on their studies.

Perhaps that girl's words came true—she was always his absolute follower, and the second was his most enduring confession.

"No need, hold my arm tightly."

"……it is good."

Jiang Tang suddenly blurted out such a sentence because Zhou Zhitu seemed a little embarrassed after tearing off his buttons, and didn't dare to use too much force when supporting him.

Seeing her swaying back and forth, Jiang Tang was speechless but also wanted to laugh, which is why he took the initiative to let her hold on tighter.

On another note, when Jiang Tang first arrived at the hotel, Zhou Zhitu took the initiative to link arms with him, but he refused, saying "Don't be silly," and broke free, leaving Zhou Zhitu standing there with a forlorn smile, before resolutely following him.

Now, it's two people again, but their roles seem to have been reversed.

Jiang Tang told Zhou Zhitu to hold on tighter to him, and she readily agreed.

There were always taxis waiting to pick up passengers at the hotel entrance. Jiang Tang didn't have the habit of using ride-hailing services, so he helped Zhou Zhitu choose one at random and got in.

Where are you going?

Jiang Tang looked at Zhou Zhitu, whose lips still held a smile, the reason for which was obvious.

She leaned on Jiang Tang like a little bird the whole way, and that's why.

"Driver, go to Green Court Residential Area."

"okay."

It was an old neighborhood, so Zhou Zhitu's family must have been of average means, because Jiang Tang had actually seen her name when he applied for the school's poverty grant.

"I want to rest for a while," Zhou Zhitu suddenly said to Jiang Tang.

"Then you should rest."

Zhou Zhitu simply stared at him, her gaze unwavering.

"..." Jiang Tang sighed silently and said helplessly, "Then you should go to sleep."

Zhou Zhitu's eyes narrowed into a comfortable look, and her soft body moved closer to Jiang Tang, resting her head on his shoulder. Even her even breathing exuded comfort.

It's worth mentioning that Zhou Zhitu has a good figure, with a well-proportioned body and no large breasts that would be a burden. Her buttocks are also just right, which can be seen from the soft indentation her buttocks made on the back seat cushion when she got out of the car.

The Green Court residential complex was indeed old and run-down. There was only one old man as a security guard at the entrance, wearing reading glasses and intently reading a magazine.

He doesn't care who comes in or out of the community, whether they are residents or even people.

It's obvious that if a criminal really breaks into the neighborhood, even if he fights with his life, he won't be able to do anything to the vicious criminal. If no one breaks in, he'll just let things be.

That's why it's said that security guards can't protect anyone.

But Zhou Zhitu was perhaps an exception; the security guard recognized her and greeted her with a smile.

"Zhiruo, bringing your boyfriend home?"

"Grandpa, I've said it so many times, my name is Zhou Zhitu, Zhitu!"

"Oh, it's Zhao Min?"

Zhou Zhitu was at her wit's end and decided to ignore the security guard.

Only then did the latter hurriedly offer a fawning smile.

"Haha, just kidding, just kidding, Zhi Tu, I'm not telling your parents! Go play with your boyfriend!"

After saying that, the old man returned to his focused state of reading the magazine.

Jiang Tang wanted to explain, but it was too late. Besides, Zhou Zhitu grabbed his hand and started walking quickly.

This dashed Jiang Tang's hopes of dropping Zhou Zhitu off at the entrance of the residential complex and leaving.

Once inside the building, Zhou Zhitu smiled helplessly.

"The security guard is a martial arts fan. He always jokes with me, deliberately pronouncing my name as Zhou Zhiruo from 'The Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber.' Zhao Min is also a character in that book. Hey, Jiang Tang, you've read it, right?"

"I've seen it on TV before..."

However, when it comes to books, the influence of martial arts fiction has undoubtedly declined significantly in modern times, replaced by various fantasy and xianxia (fantasy/martial arts) genres.

At least when Jiang Tang was bored during evening self-study, he would choose to read comic books and fantasy novels. Although these were not of any value to his intelligent brain, they were an easy way to pass the time.

The hallway was dimly lit. Zhou Zhitu stomped her foot as usual, and the motion-activated light immediately turned on.

The building isn't tall and doesn't have an elevator. Zhou Zhitu's home is on the sixth floor, which is considered the highest point.

Normally, climbing stairs alone can serve as a daily workout, at least that's what Jiang Tang thinks, his gaze fixed on the girl's slender calves.

The staircase seemed endless, but after many turns, Zhou Zhitu stopped on a level floor. The sixth floor had been reached.

Jiang Tang looked up and saw a sticker with the number "six" written on it on the gray-white wall.

Zhou Zhitu seemed to be in a good mood. She had sobered up quite a bit and started humming the melody of an unnamed ballad. She easily opened her own door with the key she took out of her bag.

Then she turned her head, looked at Jiang Tang, and smiled gently.

"Come in, I'll sew your clothes for you."

Zhou Zhitu's white dress was like a ray of light in the dark night, and her smile was so beautiful that people couldn't help but let their guard down.

Even so, the house behind her was pitch black, as if shrouded in an inexplicably cold atmosphere.

Jiang Tang was still hesitating, but Zhou Zhitu had already stepped into her home, turned on the warm orange light in the entryway, and changed into indoor shoes. She turned back and looked at Jiang Tang with a puzzled expression.

"Even if you don't need my help, at least stay with me a little longer. My parents haven't come home yet... I'm a little scared to be alone."

A woman's most powerful weapon is her coquettishness, which is especially effective against men and is almost impossible for them to resist.

Jiang Tang instantly felt the dangerous aura that had been lingering around him and making him tremble slightly disappear.

He frowned in confusion, his gaze falling upon Zhou Zhitu, who stood forlornly in the entryway.

"Jiang Tang... do you think this might be the last time we meet?"

"I'm going to university in a place far away..."

"So, can you stay with me a little longer..."

Her hand grasped Jiang Tang's sleeve again, but this time, she was so nervous that she almost bit her lower lip until it bled. She didn't use any force, or perhaps she couldn't muster any strength at all, leaving it all to Jiang Tang to decide.

After a brief silence, the girl's hand fell limply to her side.

Did she fail...? Zhou Zhitu's lowered gaze held a hint of ruthlessness and resentment.

Which link in the chain went wrong?

But the moment Jiang Tang passed by her, Zhou Zhitu's heart started pounding again.

He entered Zhou Zhitu's home and politely closed the door behind him.

When Zhou Zhitu looked up at him with surprise and her eyes still glistening with tears, Jiang Tang could only pretend to be relaxed and ask.

Do you have any shoe covers at home?

"I'll only stay for a little while, and leave once you've sobered up."

"Good~"