After picking up the baby, my father and I became rivals

The party was halfway through, and everyone chatted and drank together, much more relaxed than usual in the ABO Association.

Song Wenzhi is in good health, but he has no appetite. He was temporarily marked by Zhang Yu just now, and it is time to rely on him.

Song Wenzhi couldn't help looking at Zhang Yu secretly, and from time to time, he would look at Zhang Yu and look at his own Alpha.

Zhang Yu had also sensed Song Wenzhi's state for a long time, and the two always looked at each other with a tacit understanding. Zhang Yu finally raised his eyebrows slightly at Song Wenzhi.

As if the heart was caressed by a feather, Song Wenzhi's heartbeat accelerated, and his fingers caressed unconsciously.

"Senior." Suddenly Shang Yang said.

Song Wenzhi quickly withdrew his gaze, like a child who was caught doing something bad: "Yes, is there something wrong?"

Shang Yang's face was slightly drunk, but his eyes were clear.If it weren't for the redness of the ears stimulated by the alcohol, it would be impossible to tell that he drank alcohol.

"You..." Shang Yang leaned forward slightly, and Song Wenzhi smelled alcohol.Afraid of what Shang Yang saw just now, he even slowed down his breathing a lot.

"You held your chopsticks upside down," Shang Yang said.

"Oh, okay." Song Wenzhi was stunned for a moment, and found that his chopsticks were really held upside down.

It should be that he put down the chopsticks just now, and then looked at Zhang Yu and was distracted. He was really too careless. Fortunately, there was no food or anything.

I thought Shang Yang had discovered something, but then there was an oolong, and Song Wenzhi was finally relieved.

And Zhang Yu, who was sitting opposite, put down his chopsticks when Shang Yang and Song Wenzhi were talking.

When Shang Yang tilted his head and said something to Song Wenzhi, he frowned even more.

"Senior." Shang Yang leaned closer: "Why are your eyes so red?"

"No, no." Thinking of what he and Zhang Yu did in the bathroom just now, Song Wenzhi touched the corner of his eyes unconsciously, as if someone had been peeping into a secret, and said falteringly.

"Maybe...it's too hot in the box."

Song Wenzhi's pupils flickered, and his eyes had been looking at the five cans of beer that Shang Yang drank, which were placed in a mess on the table.

Then turned to Shang Yang's face, only to find that Shang Yang had been staring at him without blinking.

Shang Yang's eyes seemed to be exploring or wondering, and there seemed to be a look of hesitation and hesitation in it.

It is also possible that Song Wenzhi's lies have long been seen.

"Oh."

Shang Yang stared at him silently for a while, uttered a single syllable, then sat up straight and took a few more sips of beer.

The beer ordered for the dinner is all canned beer, a relatively good brand, with low alcohol content.

By the time Shang Yang put down the can, he had already finished drinking.He reached out to open another can and drank it indifferently.

"You, don't talk so much, it's not good for your health."

It's not that Song Wenzhi has never seen others drink, but who is like Shang Yang?One can after another, like pouring it down the throat.

How come there is a feeling of borrowing alcohol to drown your sorrows.

Song Wenzhi originally didn't want to care about it, but seeing Shang Yang's inexplicable decadence, he still reminded him.

When Shang Yang heard the words, he only smiled at Song Wenzhi, as a response to him, and didn't speak again.

But the beer is still drinking.

Seeing Shang Yang like this, Song Wenzhi didn't want to say any more. He looked up at Zhang Yu and saw the deep "Chuan" character on his forehead, so he stopped talking.

Three rounds of wine, five flavors of food.

It was eleven o'clock in the evening, and except for the Omegas who didn't drink much, everyone else was a little too drunk, and there were a few drunk people talking nonsense at each table.

Shang Yang was so drunk that he put his arms on his head and lay on the table without moving.

A pile of beer cans surrounded him. At first, some people were joking about the appearance of Shangyang Dionysus, but later Shangyang kept drinking without talking, and his face was not good, so no one teased him anymore.

Everyone could see that he was worried, but no one asked what was wrong.

It was too late, so everyone who could leave walked together, and Zhang Yudu, who had drunk too much, called a car for him.

Zhang Yu basically didn't drink any more this time except what others respected him.The main thing is to stare at Shang Yang, afraid that if he gets drunk and touches his Omega, it will be bad.

But Shang Yang said a few words to Song Wenzhi the whole time, and then kept drinking without doing anything.

Everyone sent Director Fu out first, and when they reached the door, Director Fu suddenly called Song Wenzhi and Zhang Yu aside.

"Do you two still have conflicts? I heard someone say something. What's the matter with you two? Tell me?"

The two looked at each other, thinking what a guy, even Director Fu knew about it.

"Director, we have a good relationship and there is no conflict." Zhang Yu said.

"That's right, we have no conflicts." Song Wenzhi echoed from the side.

Director Fu also drank a little too much. He leaned on the taxi, looked at them suspiciously for a while, and then spoke slowly.

"Really all right?"

"It's okay, the two of us sometimes walk the dog together hahaha."

After finishing speaking, Song Wenzhi secretly pinched him behind him, and Zhang Yu frowned in pain.

Yep, the corgi and husky forbidden love they blah blah blah last time comes in handy again.

Zhang Yu is pure talkative!

"That's good." Director Fu nodded dubiously, then got into a taxi and left.

Director Fu and other teachers left, and everyone left one after another, except for a few drunks who were still sitting in the box, and their accompanying friends were still there.

Two returned to the box by the same route, and several of them had already been helped down the stairs by their friends.

"The taxi has been called for you, go back and have a good rest, sober up."

Tomorrow is the weekend, otherwise the teachers wouldn't let them drink so much.

"Thank you, President Zhang. Goodbye, President Zhang... Oh, and President Song." Standing together, the two who were regarded as deadly rivals, was really uncomfortable.

"That's right." One of them said to Zhang Yu.

"Xiao Liu won't wake up no matter how much he screams, President Zhang should go and see him."

When the two returned to the box, they saw Xiao Liu from the Alpha Association leaning on the table. The two classmates around him kept calling him, but Xiao Liu didn't respond.

"What's wrong with him?" Zhang Yu came over to check on him.

"I don't know, I just can't wake up."

"Did you drink too much?"

"No, he just drank two cans."

Zhang Yu took a brief look at Xiao Liu, who seemed to have fainted. A classmate from the medical department watched for a long time, and suddenly asked his brother who had the best relationship with Xiao Liu.

"Is he allergic to something?"

The friend thought for a while and said, "He is allergic to tobacco, but he doesn't smoke."

The students in the medical department were anxious: "It's not okay for other people to smoke, send him to the hospital quickly!"

Everyone called 120 in a hurry, and finally carried Xiao Liu into the ambulance. Although this kind of allergy is not life-threatening, he still needs to go to the hospital to have blood drawn to measure his blood pressure.

"Let me follow to see, you wait for me here for a while." Zhang Yu did not expect to encounter such a thing, the ambulance has no room to sit, so Song Wenzhi can only let Song Wenzhi wait in the hotel box for a while .

Besides, there are still a few people who have not been sent away, so no matter what, there must be a president there to accompany them.

Before Zhang Yu left, he quietly said to Song Wenzhi, "I'll be back soon."

"Okay." Song Wenzhi nodded.

Song Wenzhi didn't go far, just stood on the stairs of the box for a while, when he went back, those who had drunk too much were sobered up by Xiao Liu's shock, and left after saying goodbye to Song Wenzhi .

Zhang Yu specifically told the hotel manager to wait for him to come back before leaving the box, so there were four round tables inside, a pile of dishes and chopsticks were all quietly and randomly placed, no one came in, only a slight snore sounded in one place.

Song Wenzhi saw that Shang Yang was the only one left in the box, no one cared about him or sent him away, and he was left alone here drunk and unconscious.

It suddenly occurred to him that Shang Yang's parents were all abroad, and he was the only one who went to school in China. If he was sick, he would have no relatives by his side.

It is also very lonely.

"Shangyang, Shangyang, wake up." Song Wenzhi walked up to him and pushed him tentatively.

Because of Xiao Liu's lessons learned, Song Wenzhi decided to wake him up no matter what, for fear of any accidents.

After calling for about a dozen times, Shang Yang finally showed signs of waking up. He slowly raised his head, his eyes were red from alcohol, and he tried to open his eyes to see the appearance of the people in front of him.

He shook his head uncontrollably, and after seeing the person in front of him clearly: ""Senior...vomit..." Shang Yang just wanted to speak, he covered his mouth and retched a few times.

"Shang Yang, do you want to vomit? I'll help you go to the bathroom." Seeing Shang Yang's distress, Song Wenzhi stretched out his hand to help him up.

The bathroom in the private room was available before the dinner party, Song Wenzhi half-supported Shang Yang to go inside, stood at the door and watched Shang Yang throw up on the toilet.

After Shang Yang finished vomiting, Song Wenzhi handed him another bottle of mineral water.

"Thank you..." Shang Yang was in a daze now, and he still didn't forget to thank Song Wenzhi.

"You're welcome." Song Wenzhi stuffed the tissue into Shang Yang's hand again, wanting him to clean it up by himself.

Song Wenzhi kept a certain distance from Shang Yang throughout the whole process. He didn't know what Shang Yang would look like when he was drunk, and he was afraid that he would do something bad.

But at present, it seems that Shang Yang is very obedient when he is drunk, obedient like a child, looking at Song Wenzhi with blurred eyes, drinking water when he is asked to drink, and knows how to use paper towels for him.

Shang Yang staggered and half leaned against the tiled wall of the bathroom, while drinking water, he kept saying thank you to Song Wenzhi, almost in a mouthful.

"You're welcome..." Song Wenzhi didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Suddenly, Shang Yang stared at the half-drinked mineral water in his hand, then pointed at Song Wenzhi unsteadily: "Why should I say thank you to you!"

"Huh?" Song Wenzhi reacted for a long time, and finally could only define it as Shang Yang drinking too much and started talking nonsense.

"I don't want to say thank you!"

"Okay, okay, don't say anything." Song Wenzhi followed his words.

Shang Yang: "Also, don't say you're welcome..."

Song Wenzhi: "If I don't say it, I won't say it."

Then Shang Yang stopped talking.

Song Wenzhi sighed, thinking that Shang Yang had been staying in the bathroom all the time, and the smell of the toilet cleaner was not the case.

If he suddenly got drunk and drank the water in the toilet, Song Wenzhi couldn't get it out.

So Song Wenzhi repeatedly persuaded and pulled Shang Yang to the window, and opened the window to let him sober up with the wind.

Song Wenzhi opened the push-pull window with a click, and the night breeze came in slowly, with a burst of cool air, even Song Wenzhi felt much refreshed.

And Shang Yang stopped moving after blowing the wind, but he murmured something, and the cool wind hit his ears, killing half of Shang Yang's voice.

Song Wenzhi moved closer, only to hear Shang Yang vaguely say, "Why didn't you say thank you to him..."