"Give it to me."
Laura looked at him, "Have a drink with me, and I'll give it back to you."
Caspar had no choice but to do it.
"Get in my car," Laura went to the bar where they drank together for the first time. Caspar frowned from beginning to end. He was willing to come because he wanted his watch back.
Laura noticed his unwillingness and knew the reason why he came.
Laura held the glass and stared at Caspar. "Did your ex-wife give this watch to you?"
Caspar's face darkened. It was obvious that Laura's words made him unhappy. "I've come with you. Give the watch back to me."
Laura approached him. "Am I right? Do you love your ex-wife very much? But why did you divorce her?"
"It's none of your business. Please keep your word." Caspar's face darkened.
"I'll give it to you if you tell me." Laura was a little drunk and her cheeks flushed.
There was a faint smell of alcohol when she spoke.
Caspar stood up and walked towards the door with his coat.
Laura looked at him. "Are you angry?"
She took out his watch and said, "Here you are."
Caspar turned around and saw her walking over with his watch. She bent over, grabbing his hand and placing the watch in his palm. She said, "Since it's a watch from your beloved woman, don't lose it. I found it this time, but you might lose it forever next time."
After that, she turned around and walked towards the booth, continuing to drink alone.
Caspar stood there, looking at the watch in his hand that he had previously lost. He had mixed feelings.
He cherished it, but that woman did not cherish him. She abandoned him and hid from him.
Putting his watch in his pocket, he looked up and saw Laura pouring a whole bottle of wine into her mouth.
Caspar walked over quickly and took the bottle from her hand, "What are you doing?"
"Give it back to me. I'm in a bad mood. Why can't I drink? My father disciplines me. Why do you also discipline me?" Laura looked up.
"Yes, I don't have the right to discipline you, but you come with me. If anything happens to you, I'm also responsible. If you want to drink, go home first and come out to drink, and then I will not teach you."
Laura was confused, "What are you talking about? So complicated."
Caspar sighed, took out the money from his wallet, put it on the table, and pulled her up, "I'll take you home."
Laura struggled, "I don't want to go home. They'll urge me to go on a blind date. They think no man likes me."
She pointed at herself and asked Caspar to look at her, "Do you think I'm ugly?"
Caspar looked straight at her and said perfunctorily, "No."
"You lie to me. You didn't even look at me," Laura tugged at his sleeve.
Caspar glanced at her, "You are not ugly."
Laura became even more melancholy, "Then why is it so difficult for me to find someone who likes me?"
She was too drunk.
Caspar dragged her into the car and tried to take out the car key from her pocket. Suddenly, Laura grabbed his hand and said, "What are you doing? Do you think I'm drunk so you want to take advantage of me?"
Caspar tried to be patient and said, "No, I'm just taking the car key, okay?"
Laura dug in her pocket and said to herself, "If you want to take advantage of me, just say it. Do you want my car key? I don't have a car key..."
Before she could finish her sentence, she took out the car key and said, "Well, there is indeed a key."
Caspar took it and asked, "Where do you live?"
"I live in..." Laura tilted her head. "Dongta Road, No.136..."
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