what are you doing

"You haven't touched it yet." Xiao Yichen reminded him.

"...No one will treat you as dumb if you don't speak!"

The crowd burst into laughter.

Luo Ding couldn't wait to ask Yu Hao: "Then what happened later, why did you two break up with such a good relationship?"

"At that time, my grades were not that good. In order to have more topics with her, I studied until midnight every day. As a result, my grades improved by leaps and bounds, and I dropped dozens of her in the exam," Yu Hao said in a tone Depressed, "She insisted that I was hiding work, so she dumped me."

"This girl... Forget it buddy," Luo Ding held up the wine to comfort him, "Don't be sad, you don't have to be late for a good meal, better ones will come later, come on, let's go."

Ding An couldn't help laughing, and raised his wine glasses together with the crowd to clink one.

After drinking and eating, Luo Ding and Yu Hao quarreled and insisted on going to ktv to sing, saying that they wanted to commemorate the lost youth.

A few people went out in a noisy manner, and Ding An always felt that something was wrong when he left the barbecue restaurant, as if something was missing.

He looked back and forth only to realize that there was one person missing.

Fang Zeyu didn't come out with him.

There was no other way, Ding An had no choice but to let them wait at the door, and went in to find Fang Zeyu by himself.

The waiter hadn't had time to clean it yet, and the private room remained as it was when they left. Fang Zeyu leaned his head back on the chair, resting his right hand on his forehead, frowning slightly with his blocked eyebrows, and blushing uncomfortably.

Ding An pushed open the door of the private room and saw such a scene.

"I'll go," he walked quickly towards Fang Zeyu, pulling his hand away, "Are you alright?"

Fang Zeyu's eyes were squinted by the light, he opened his mouth and said softly, "It's okay, I'm a little dizzy."

There was a sudden coolness on his face, and Ding An's pleasant voice reached his ears:

"Why is your face so hot? Are you drunk?"

Fang Zeyu shook his head. He had only drank less than two bottles of wine in total, and he was not drunk at all, but his whole body was hot, especially the place Ding An had touched just now.

Ding An suddenly thought of something, and stretched out his hand to lift up his clothes, which were all red. Fang Zeyu unconsciously wanted to reach in and scratch, but Ding An grabbed him.

"You are allergic to alcohol." Ding An looked up at him, "Haven't you ever drunk, you don't even know you are allergic to alcohol!"

Fang Zeyu shook his head: "No, I've never drank alcohol."

Ding An sighed.

Anyway, I'm from the Northeast, so it's fine if I don't know how to drink, and I don't even know that I'm allergic to alcohol, what a big heart.

It seems that Ge'er can't sing well, so I can only take him home first.

"Can you still walk?" Ding An stretched out his hand and pulled him up from the chair: "You don't need me to help you?"

Fang Zeyu was dizzy for a while, he hugged Ding An's arm from behind, put his head on his shoulder, and then said: "No, that's fine."

...All right, as long as you can walk by yourself.

Ding An led Fang Zeyu out of the door like a mother chicken, and felt that the corner of his clothes was ripped twice after taking two steps.

"What's the matter?" He stopped and turned his head to ask.

Fang Zeyu's muffled voice came from behind: "I want to go home."

Ding An was happy, it was rare to see Fang Zeyu so soft.

"Brother An, I want to go home!" Fang Zeyu thought he didn't hear it, so he repeated it loudly.

"Hey, hey, I heard it." He stretched his hand behind and patted his head, "Good boy, Brother An will take you home right now."

Fang Zeyu was honest.

After leaving the door, Ding An briefly explained Fang Zeyu's situation to Wang Ge and the others, and asked them to go to the ktv first, and then took them home.

The weather in early November was a bit cold, so Ding An didn't call for a car.

Firstly, home is not far away,

Second, let Fang Zeyu breathe.

Fang Zeyu was still resting his head on Ding An's shoulder, and he didn't look at the road. He just followed him step by step, until he walked half a street, and then he slowly said:

"thing."

"What?" Ding An didn't hear clearly.

"Things," Fang Zeyu said louder, "I didn't take the things."

"Fuck!" Ding An stopped abruptly.

I forgot the materials I bought this afternoon at the barbecue shop!

Fang Zeyu was caught off guard and bumped into Ding An's back. His nose was sore, and he squatted down covering his nose.

"Hey, I'll go," Ding An knelt down to look at him, "Bumped?"

Fang Zeyu looked up at him, his eyes were full of water vapor.

Ding An was taken aback,

This is... crying?

He reached out and touched Fang Zeyu's shoulder: "Don't scare me, are you really crying?"

Fang Zeyu rubbed his nose, lowered his head and shook his head.

Ding An breathed a sigh of relief.

Just don't cry.

"Then you wait for me here for a while?" Ding An said, "I'll go back and take our documents."

Fang Zeyu squatted silently.

"You fucking squeak!" Ding An was annoyed.

"."

"...?"

Fuck, that's ok

Ding An himself didn't know how he saw that this was a full stop, anyway, he saw it.

"Oh." Fang Zeyu said

"...All right." At least it came out loud.

Ding An turned around and walked towards the barbecue restaurant, and stopped after taking two steps.

He glanced back at Fang Zeyu who was squatting on the side of the road, sighed, turned back and pulled him under the tree next to the sidewalk, took off his hat and put it on his head, not forgetting to tell him goodbye run around.

After finishing these, he turned and went back to the barbecue shop.

"Auntie, have you seen that there are two books in this private room?" Ding An compared them with his hands, "One in English and one in Mathematics, about this big."

The auntie was cleaning up, she shook her head when she heard this, and asked him to go to the front desk to ask.

"Young man, can you see if this is it?" A waitress in her 40s asked Ding An holding two thick books.

"Yes, yes, this is it," Ding An quickly took it over, "Thank you, auntie."

"Ham, it's okay," the auntie waved her hand. "A young man gave it to me when I served you wine just now. He said he didn't want it and asked me to throw it away for him. I saw it was still new, so I kept it."

"Throw it away?" Ding An was puzzled, "Auntie, do you remember who said it?"

"Just the tallest guy, the one who followed you just now."

The auntie smiled from ear to ear: "That young man looks really exciting!"

He knows it!This Fang Zeyu was already drunk!Fortunately, I was still sitting next to him, and I didn't even know that he threw away his materials.

After Ding An thanked his aunt again, he ran all the way back to the place where he was separated from Fang Zeyu.

At first glance, the tree is still the same tree, but the people are gone.

"Fang Zeyu?"

He tried to shout twice,

No movement.

"I'll go, where's the person?" Ding An circled around twice but didn't see Fang Zeyu, "Didn't you go home first?"

Cars passing by the roadside one after another, he was really worried that something might happen to Fang Zeyu.

Suddenly, a small meow came from the roadside crossing.