Zhao Ming woke up feeling completely refreshed, sharp and clearheaded.

The first thing he did after getting out of bed was message Zhang Ruowei, asking a question he already knew the answer to. "Were you the one who brought me home last night?"

Zhang Ruowei saw it and answered just as deliberately. "Nope."

Zhao Ming laughed right there.

It obviously was, and she's actually saying it wasn't.

He filled in the smug little smile she must have had on her face when she sent that, and started grinning like an idiot himself.

"Except nobody but you knows I live here. And didn't you leave me a note? If it wasn't you, who was it?"

"Then why ask if you already know!"

"I just wanted to be sure."

Zhang Ruowei didn't ask anything further. She knew Zhao Ming had more coming.

Sure enough.

The reason Zhao Ming was in such a hurry to message her was that he wanted to find out whether, after last night's drunk confession, she had actually agreed to be his girlfriend.

But he'd been faking it, so he couldn't very well ask outright.

So he worked his way around to it. "Did I say anything to you last night?"

That got a laugh out of Zhang Ruowei.

He really is such an idiot.

She wound him up on purpose. "Nope."

Zhao Ming: "That's impossible."

Zhang Ruowei: "Really. Nothing."

Zhao Ming: "No way. When I'm drunk I say what I actually think."

Zhang Ruowei: "Maybe I forgot, then."

Zhao Ming was about ready to lose his mind.

You clearly agreed to be my girlfriend last night. How can you turn around and deny the whole thing?

Zhao Ming: "How could you forget?"

Zhao Ming: "Did I or did I not tell you how I felt?"

Zhang Ruowei: "I think maybe? You asked me to be your girlfriend."

Zhao Ming asked right away, "And did you say yes?"

Zhang Ruowei was enjoying herself. "I did say yes. But how can you take something seriously if the person was drunk when they said it?"

Zhao Ming typed frantically. "Why…