He finally glanced at the person on the card seat and said lightly: "Mr. Yan, it's rude." Give the phone number to the bartender: "If this gentleman doesn't wake up for a while, please call this number." ”

"I have to come back for the Chinese New Year this year!" Fang Mu finally ordered.

Tomorrow is Chinese New Year's Eve, Fang's mother specially called and ordered her to go home for the New Year, Fang Zhao didn't want to go back, kept urging marriage, asking for money, and the neighbor's gossip simply killed her.

Just hung up the last call, the next call, and then the next call.

Fang Zhao: "Hey." ”

First, there was a shrill music on the other side: "Hey, is it Mr. Yan's family?" ”

Fang Zhao: "What? ”

"Mr. Yan is drunk at our bar, please come and pick it up."

Fang Zhao moved his lips, and just as he was about to speak, he hung up directly on the other side.

"Mr. Yan? Do you want me to pick it up? Fang Zhao doubted himself: "Mr. Yan? It won't be a strict order! She thought to herself.

Even if it's Yan Shu, the call shouldn't have reached her.

Fang Zhao shook his head suspiciously, not understanding.

With this in mind, she hurried to the bar where the phone was called, the bar was huge, and she looked out of place in a group of baring waists and legs wrapped in heavy clothes.

After looking for a while, Fang Zhao saw the familiar face of the VIP card seat, this Mr. Yan is really Yan Shu.

She sat down on the booth, helped the lying person up, and Yan Shu's face burned with the smell of red wine: "How much do you have to drink?" Fang Zhao muttered to himself.

She patted the drunkard's face: "Yan Shu, can you wake up?" ”

Well, Yan Shu showed no signs of waking up.

Fang Zhao didn't know how hard it took to pull the person to the side of the road.

It was 11 o'clock in the evening, and it was difficult to call a taxi at this time, so she waved frantically to the side of the road before a car stopped in front of her.

The driver rolled down the window: "Where are you going?" ”

"Zone A."

The driver touched his chin lightly: "It's not that I don't want to pull you all so late, I also plan to go home, the place you are going to is not on the way." ”

Fang Zhao twisted his eyebrows: "Master, my friend is drunk and is in a hurry to go home, you can see that it is so late and you want me to add money." ”

The driver was a little shaken when he listened.

Fang Zhao was overjoyed for a while, and was just about to help Yan Shu up, when he heard the driver: "Your friend is drunk?" ”

She hummed softly, thinking that the driver would feel pity when he saw a drunk man and a drunk living on the street, but he quickly closed the open door.

"I see this young man drinks a lot, and I don't drink."

"He didn't drink too much, just two glasses, and he was sober after a while."

Driver: "Two glasses can be like this?" Don't vomit, it's hard to clean the car when I turn around. As soon as he finished speaking, the car started to drive.

Fang Zhao: "Master!"

"Master!"

"Don't go!"

The car drifted away and eventually disappeared into the darkness.

Fang Zhao lowered his head.

A man and a drunk crouched on the side of the road.

The whole city was brightly lit, and the cold wind blew through the hair.

Fang Zhao glanced at the drunken ghost on his shoulder: "Please, you can't go back to your home." ”

It's probably not polite to call anyone at this point.

Fang Zhao quietly looked at the vehicles passing by the road, and suddenly felt a lightness on her shoulders, and the person who was crooked on her shoulder raised her head.

"Awake?"

Yan Shu didn't react, and the whole person stood still for a few seconds, his expression suddenly changed, and he bent his waist and ran quickly to the roadside flower bed.

His body was shaking, his head was falling uncontrollably, and his stomach was churning, and after a rush in his stomach, he vomited the snacks he had eaten at the bar along with the drinks.

Fang Zhao touched the corner of his clothes, not knowing whether to help or not.

Turning around, the corners of Yan Shu's eyes were red and rudely wiped the remaining wine stains from the corners of his mouth.

She rummaged in her pockets and found a piece of toilet paper, she tilted her head slightly and handed it out: "Paper towel, wipe it." ”

After vomiting, Yan Shu sobered up a lot, he silently took the tissue, and didn't ask why Fang Zhao appeared here, or with him.

His body was stiff, and he looked at Fang Zhao quietly.

"Is it uncomfortable to vomit?" Fang Zhao asked, "I'll buy something later." ”

"Wait here, don't run around."

With that, she rushed to the convenience store opposite.

Fang Zhao casually took a bottle of mineral water and a sobering medicine.

The night light is scorching, and the smooth moonline spreads a white veil on the earth.

Yan Shu obediently sat on the edge of the flower bed, and the street lamp above his head dyed his silver hair.

Fang Zhao stood in front of him and handed him the water bottle in his hand: "Here, it will be better to drink some." ”

Yan Shu hesitated for a moment to take the bottle of water and slowly unscrewed the cap.

Her eyes narrowed and fixed the person's rickety body in place, in this state, she should not have sobered up yet: "Yan Shu, do you recognize me?" ”

His face and neck were red, and he stared at Fang Zhao intently: "You are, Fang Zhao." ”

Fang Zhao sat next to him: "Yan Shu, drink some water." She commanded.

Hearing this, the drunkard obediently poured two sips.

Looking at the person in front of her, she felt a little overbearing, such a domineering, cold person would be like this when he was drunk, and even a little cute.

Fang Zhao: "Why did you drink so much wine?" ”

Yan Shu: "I'm not happy. ”

"Why aren't you happy?"

He looked at Fang Zhao with a confused look in his eyes, and then a trace of unknown emotion appeared in his eyes, which was accelerating and about to overflow, but he withdrew his gaze.

"Can't tell." Yan Shu's expression was aggrieved.

“.......”

“......”