Night.
It was nine o'clock.
The meal had taken Dong Xuebin and Jiang Fangfang a full two hours. In the end, they took another two bottles of beer from the fridge and kept drinking.
After dinner.
Jiang Fangfang was drunk.
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Dong Xuebin was a little drunk too, but comparatively speaking, he was much more clearheaded than County Chief Jiang.
Jiang Fangfang had opened up today, talking nonstop about her husband. "Back then, he would read to me every night, tell me stories, and coax me to sleep. That was why I developed insomnia after he left. That night when you read to me, maybe I subconsciously treated you as him too, which was why I fell asleep so quickly. I know that wasn't right, but the two of you look too much alike."
Dong Xuebin forced his eyelids open. "You should stop drinking."
Jiang Fangfang hazily took another sip of beer. "It's fine. Some things have been bottled up in my heart for too long. Saying them out loud makes me feel better instead."
"Uh, then go ahead. I'm listening."
"Does it make you uncomfortable to hear?"
"No. Well, I can understand."
"Has it overturned the impression you had of me?"
"Of course not. Everyone has another side to them. Aren't people just bundles of contradictions?"
"I've had too much to drink today. I'm just talking nonsense with the courage alcohol gives me, so don't take it to heart. Once I wake up tomorrow, I probably won't even remember what I said today."
"It's fine, Sister Jiang. Go on."
"I've been the only one talking. Tell me about yourself."
"...Me?"
"Let's just treat this as the two of us opening our hearts to each other."
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