C165 My Childhood

Tell me a story and I'll have a drink.

You talk until your mouth is dry, and I drink until my head spin.

You were talking about crying, and I was drinking and thinking about laughing.

You snatch the rest of the wine and go, and I think I've been drunk all these years.

"Hu Jian, that day, it was my fault. Don't blame me."

"What did you say?" The music was a little loud