Song Yunhui followed the others and actually went to the bathroom.

He didn't go in, but just stood in front of the sink, looking at the faucet, motionless.

Someone passed by and put his hand under the faucet to feel the water flushing.

He bent down and imitated the man by placing his hand under the faucet.

The icy water rushed over my fingertips, freezing me to the bone.

Song Yun turned his head and watched the water flow through his fingers.

Someone came from behind and asked him to move aside if he had finished washing.

Song Yun took two steps back and apologized sincerely.

If he hadn't been standing so shakily, one wouldn't have known he was drunk just from what he said.

The person washing his hands looked at him strangely, then turned to him and asked, "Hey, are you okay..."

Before he could finish his words, he saw another person coming over and holding up the person who was about to fall down.

It seems that he has nothing to do.

The person washing his hands turned his head and looked away.

"Can you still stand?"

Bai Linhua didn't expect that someone would fall straight over as soon as he entered the bathroom. He caught the person reflexively. Seeing that the other person didn't answer, he whispered, "Can you hear my voice?"

The only smell at the tip of my nose was the faint scent of incense from the bathroom and the even fainter scent of alcohol coming from nearby.

...I didn't drink much of this wine.

Song Yunhui exhaled, and stood up straight, but just as he stood up, he tilted to the side again, and had to hold on to the wall with his hands before he could stand still.

He unconsciously put on his usual smile and said:

"I can hear you. I can stand, thank you."

After drinking, his throat became a little hoarse, but his voice was still unique, clear and gentle.

Bai Linhua paused.

"...Soy milk?"

Song Yun replied: "Soy milk doesn't taste good. I suggest you drink milk."

Strawberry milk is the best, and Qin Shu likes it too.

Bai Linhua once again supported the person who was about to fall.

He asked, "Are you alone? Is there anyone with you?"

Song Yunhui nodded: "Yes, eat some grass."

Bai Linhua understood.

That means no one came with him.

Holding Song Yunhui with one hand, Bai Linhua took out his cell phone with the other hand and dialed the agent's number with some difficulty.

"...I met a friend in the hallway. He was drunk. I'll take him home first. You guys... um, no, my phone is running out of battery. I'm hanging up first."

After hanging up the phone, he concentrated on helping Song Yunhui walk out.

The person being supported was not at peace and was still trying to chat with him, smiling and asking him, "What's your name, friend?"

Bai Linhua protected the people around him from the oncoming people and whispered, "Bai Linhua."

The light flickered, scanning his handsome features. He asked, "What's your name?"

Song Yunhui slowly stretched out his hand and made a silent gesture in front of his mouth through the mask.

"No, if we tell you that, we won't be friends anymore."

He was smiling when he said this.

Bai Linhua changed the question: "Where do you live?"

***

After drinking for a while, Chen Chen still didn't see Song Yun come back. Finally, he realized something was wrong and sent him a message.

Then, there was a light on the sofa next to me and something vibrated.

Song Yun went back to the bathroom without taking his cell phone.

He thought that a grown man wouldn't do that, but the image of him sitting here drinking just now flashed through his mind. Chen Chen's heart skipped a beat and he stood up with his phone in his hand.

He walked along the way to the bathroom and looked around, but didn't see even one figure that looked like him.

He went into the bathroom and didn't see anyone near the sink. He endured the embarrassment and knocked on each toilet door, but couldn't find anyone.

The uneasy feeling in his heart grew stronger, so Chen Chen immediately went back, still walking and looking around. When he walked to the booth again, it was still empty.

Searching in the bright lights and revelry in order from near to far, Chen Chen tried to contact people Song Yunhui knew while looking around.

But the other party's phone was locked and there was no emergency contact.

While he was still looking around, the cell phone in his hand rang. He carefully identified it and found it was Song Yunhui's phone. He was excited and answered it immediately without caring who the other party was.

As soon as the call was connected, before he had a chance to say anything, the person on the other end spoke faster than he did:

"Song Yunhui, it's me, Zhong Xu. I've been out for so long, it's time to come back. Zishu told me that the reason you didn't come back was because of that..."

"Sorry to interrupt for a moment."

Chen Chen looked around in the dance floor. The music nearby was deafening. He turned up the volume as much as possible and said, "I am Song Yunhui's friend. We are in the bar now. He seems to be missing. If you are nearby..."

Before Chen Chen finished speaking, he looked around and saw two figures near the exit.

One of them was wearing a hat and clothes that looked white at first glance. The other one was also wearing a hat and was dressed like a decent person, but he didn't look like a good person.

"Sorry, I didn't say that. Goodbye."

After quickly hanging up the phone, Chen Chen pushed his way through the crowd and headed for the exit.

Fortunately, Song Yunhui was very drunk and the two of them moved very slowly, so he caught up with them easily.

With one hand on the shoulder of the man who seemed to be trying to take Song Yunhui away, Chen Chen spoke in a gentle voice, but in fact his other hand had already begun to accumulate strength, saying, "Hello, this is my friend, please return him to me."

Hearing the faint sound coming from his ear, Song Yun turned his head and said in surprise, "Eat grass!"

Lost my online name and ate some grass: "..."

Bai Linhua realized that there was really someone eating grass: "..."

After this explanation, Chen Chen finally understood what happened. He took Song Yunhui from Bai Linhua and put the phone in his pocket.

There was suddenly a large empty space in his arms, as if a cold wind was blowing in. Bai Linhua moved his fingers and found that he seemed to have no standing here anymore.

He stood there, looking like he wanted to say something, when the cell phone in his pocket rang. He picked up the phone and spoke a few words to the person on the other end, then had no choice but to leave.

Song Yunhui waved to him.

Chen Chen now saw clearly that Song Yunhui was not only drunk, but also completely drunk.

He also didn't expect that the other party could get drunk by drinking something with a similar alcohol content to fruit wine.

There were people coming and going here, so it was not suitable to talk while standing. Chen Chen had to persuade Song Yun to return to the previous booth and sit down to take a breath.

The music in my ears was still deafening. Seeing Song Yunhui even trying to reach out and ask the waiter for another drink, I quickly pushed his hand away.

Pushing the other person's hat down a little further, Chen Chen approached Song Yunhui and asked, "Is your home nearby? Is anyone home?"

We have to send him back quickly, otherwise he will be guilty if something goes wrong.

Song Yunhui shook his head, "I have no home."

That's someone else's home.

Chen Chen paused and asked, "Where do you live now?"

Song Yun replied: the next city.

"You actually traveled all the way to come here."

Chen Chen's eyes widened slightly, and then asked, "Do you have any friends nearby?"

Before Song Yunhui could say anything, he added, "If it's too far to come, come back with me today and I'll draw a comic for you."

"There are friends nearby."

Song Yunhui said as he turned on his phone, "I forgot to tell him I'm not going to dinner tonight."

He unlocked the phone, completely ignored the unknown number at the top of the call log, and dialed the number expertly.

The phone rang less than twice before it was connected.

Song Yunhui rested his elbows on the table, squinted his eyes and called out, "Wow, Qin Xiaoshu."

The voice on the other side was still deep and pleasant: "Where are you now? Do you want to come over for dinner?"

"I'm playing outside. I won't come over for dinner today." After saying this, Song Yunhui moved his finger to the hang-up button and said, "If there's nothing else, I'll hang up first."

Chen Chen's heart trembled, and he quickly took the phone, "Don't hang up!"

"Where are you now?"

The two voices overlapped.

Chen Chen was stunned for a moment. From the other party's tone, did he realize something?

It's really so sharp that it's a bit scary.

He told him about Song Yunhui being drunk and told him the location. The other party said he would be there soon and asked him to keep an eye on Song Yunhui.

I feel like he is a very reliable person.

After hanging up the phone, Chen Chen finally breathed a sigh of relief knowing that Song Yun had found his next home.

After returning the phone to Song Yunhui, he glanced at the call records. For a moment, he remembered something, but then forgot it.

The waiting time was not long, but it was a bit torturous.

Specifically, Song Yunhui took out his mobile phone and asked him to play Candy Crush. Three stars were required for each level. If he didn't have three stars, he had to play again, and this cycle would repeat.

If you put yourself in his shoes, Candy Crush Saga isn't that difficult, but the difficulty lies in the fact that Song Yunhui has so much free time, and he has already played Candy Crush Saga to the damn middle and late stages, with each level getting harder than the last.

He had never looked forward to a man's call so much.

When Chen Chen received the call from the man who had just called, he finally felt the long-awaited relief.

He helped Song Yunhui stand up and slowly walked towards the exit.

There is a parking lot at the exit of the bar, and there is a temporary parking space outside the parking lot. Logically, Song Yunhui's friend should be waiting there.

But as soon as he walked out the door, he saw a tall man walking towards him.

She is tall with long legs, and she walks with a breeze, even the hem of her clothes has a sharp curve.

Chen Chen finally understood what oppression meant.

Song Yun, who was hanging on the side, waved back at him: "Qin Xiaoshu."

Qin Shu approached, and Song Yunhui's handover ceremony was successfully completed.

With a drunk in his arms, Qin Shu half-embraced Song Yunhui, looked at Chen Chen and said, "Yunhui has caused you trouble."

"No trouble." Chen Chen waved his hand and said, "We are all friends."

The main reason is that he was the one who brought Song Yun back here, so he can't get rid of the relationship anyway.

Qin Shu asked him, "Can you add my contact information so I can contact you if I need anything in the future?"

Chen Chen nodded immediately.

After exchanging contact information, he walked the two of them to the roadside, watched Qin Shu secure Song Yunhui in the passenger seat and fasten his seat belt, and then watched the two of them leave.

Song Yunhui was still waving goodbye to him.

The car was on the road, Qin Shu closed the window and turned on the warm light inside the car.

After the drunk got on the bus, he was still the same drunk. His eyes could no longer open and he was still talking non-stop.

However, after a few minutes on the road, in addition to the voices talking, some vibrating sounds were heard in the quiet car.

Qin Shu finally located the sound in Song Yunhui's pocket.

Someone must have called him, but Song Yunhui didn't respond and didn't seem to want to answer the phone.

Or maybe he didn't realize at all that someone was calling him and was still chatting with him enthusiastically.

The car slowly stopped by the roadside, and Qin Shu had to reach over to take Song Yunhui's phone. Worried that he might be contacted about something important, he answered the call.

"Hello, Song Yunhui is busy right now and can't answer the phone. What can I do for you?"

“…”

A steady and attractive male voice rang out that shouldn't have come from this phone.

Steady and natural.

Like a sovereign.

In the quiet office, Zhong Xu looked at the dialed number again and confirmed that it was Song Yunhui.

The originally relaxed palms gradually tightened.