Remses's voice brought Helle's thoughts back to reality. She looked at Ramses's deep eyes under the dim light, making her heart flutter for a while.
"What's wrong?"
Ramses drank and was not like him as usual. His eyes were more profound.
"Do you like Romeo?"
Helle raised her eyebrows when she heard it, "Why do you think I like Romeo?"
Ramses approached a little closer, "If you don't like Romeo, why would you accompany him to shoot the commercial? You don't refuse his liking, and..."
He sounded emotional, and his eyes were bottomless.
Helle put her hand on his shoulder and said softly, "Ramses, you are drunk."
Ramses was half sober when he heard Helle say he was drunk.
He took half a step back, "I'm not drunk. I just want to remind you not to be with Romeo. What happened last time was a lesson."