Like a crab, Ivy walked out of the bar in a zigzag pattern. The world is spinning in front of my eyes, like being strapped to a pilot training wheel.

It's over, I can't get drunk here. She took out her phone and wanted to find a friend to pick her up.

I called Wu Wanting twice, but no one answered. She flipped through the mobile phone address book from beginning to end in a daze, colleagues from the TV station, classmates who had not been in touch for a long time, Zhang San and Li Si who met during the interview...... Among the hundreds of names, there is not a single person who can be turned to.

Her nose was sour, and she put her phone back in her pants pocket. Forget it, it's not a boyfriend or girlfriend, why did people rush over in the middle of the night.

Soft music played in the mall, and announcements were announcing that business hours had arrived and that the escalators were closed. The few customers walked in the direction of the gate.

Ivy struggled to keep her last bit of consciousness and staggered onto the escalator. When she finally went down to the first floor, she was so dizzy that she couldn't make out the direction, so she just walked out with the crowd.

In a trance, the backs of a man and a woman appeared in front of him. It was a familiar feeling, and Ivy opened her eyes wide, her pupils dilated dramatically as her heartbeat accelerated.

It's Mu Tianze!

The effect of alcohol was constantly amplifying, and the blood in her whole body instantly rushed to the top of her head, and her brain was buzzing, as if someone was beating her Tianling Gai.

She shouted hysterically in her heart: Mu Tianze, you are not allowed to leave! Why did you leave me? You must tell me the answer today.

Ivy wanted to catch up. Drunk and lightheaded, her limbs are not controlled by her brain, her body has leaned forward, but her legs have not kept up with the rhythm, and she actually fell straight to the ground.

"Ahh

The people around him let out a burst of exclamation.

She supported her body with her hands and tried to stand up, but her whole body was limp and she couldn't exert any strength.

No one came up to help her, who would care about such a nosy thing these days.

"Miss, are you alright?" the mall staff ran to her and helped her up.

Ivy shook her head, her body numbed by alcohol, and she didn't feel any pain at all. She shook off the staff's hand, staggered forward, and rushed out the door.

A hot and humid air rushed in, and Ivy stood on the street outside the mall, already drunk and delirious. In a blur, she heard the sound of the car starting.

Don't, don't go.

She ran towards the sound of the car's engine.

"Didi-" The shrill sound of a car horn rings in my ears.

"You're not going to die?" a voice came from behind her, who grabbed her arms and jerked her back.

Ivy turned slowly, her eyes struggling to focus on a pair of eyes that she hadn't seen for a long time.

"Mu ...... Tianze?" Her lips trembled and three words protruded, and she suddenly raised her head and laughed, muttering inarticulately: "You are finally back?" I thought I would never see you again in my life. Do you know how much I hate you, do you know?"

"Miss, you're drunk. ”

"I'm not drunk, I'm not ......" she closed her eyes, drunk and unconscious.

J put one arm around Ivy and asked her to rest her head on her chest and stand silently. After waiting for a few minutes, it was confirmed that she was indeed drunk, and then he picked her up.

"Poor little one, come with me, and I'll take care of you. J tilted his head to stare at Ivy's face, a meaningful smile on the corner of his mouth.

The roar of sports cars disturbs the silence of the night.

The hotel doorman, who was originally sleepy, was startled by the insolent scream. Wow, the gentleman who lived on the top floor had returned, and he stood on tiptoe and craned his neck excitedly to look towards the entrance of the car. That gentleman's sports car was the most dazzling he had ever seen in his life.

J took Ivy back to his accommodation, the penthouse of the Platinum Hotel. He drove the car into the hotel's underground garage, and after parking it, he turned off the engine.

There was a sudden silence in the parking lot. J turned his head to look at Ivy who was lying in the passenger seat, her face was pale, her forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, and her mouth was half open and she retched from time to time.

She didn't want to vomit, J's heart trembled, she should have driven slower just now.

"Give me two more minutes. He hummed a lyric and picked up Ivy and quickly walked into the elevator.

After getting out of the elevator, J walked to the door in two steps and put his thumb on the fingerprint sensor. With a "drop", the lock opened.

J kicked the door open and walked quickly to the bathroom in the corner of the living room.

He felt the breath of the person on his back become rapid, followed by a violent spasm.

"Hey, hold on, the toilet is close in front of you, wait for ......"

"Wow-" Vomit erupted from her mouth.

J stopped in the middle of the living room, a viscous warm liquid with a pungent sour smell that ran down his back.

"Shit!" he snapped a word from between his teeth.

He closed his eyes and held his breath as if he were being tortured, motionless as if he were being tortured, waiting for the nightmare to end.

The person on his back was quiet again, and even a slight snoring could be heard.

"Don't drink so much if you don't drink so much. He looked at the ceiling and held his breath.

J tiptoed around the filth on the ground, put Ivy flat on the sofa, picked up the telephone receiver on the corner table, pressed down the butler's line, "Get two waiters...... Waitress ...... Yes, now, immediately, immediately!"

Hanging up the phone, he suddenly sensed something was wrong and slowly turned his head. Ivy's eyes opened, and she looked straight at herself.

Oops, how did she wake up, it's a bit tricky. J was thinking about how to explain what was in front of her, when Ivy snorted, rolled over, and closed her eyes again.

"Hey. J nudged her lightly, but nothing happened.

A false alarm.

I haven't done anything important yet, you hold on to me, don't wake up, he said silently in his heart. He pinched his nose with one hand and searched for something in Ivy with the other. Oh, here. He reached into her pants pocket and pulled out her phone.