Old Duan was drunk and passed out, Liu Chen opened a few more bottles and drank by himself. Later, unsure of how, a few people came in from outside, each supporting three others to rest.
Liu Chen only felt that the person supporting him carried a scent that was captivating. However, his eyes simply wouldn't open, and he was so drunk that he could barely walk straight, needing support to move forward.
In the end, Liu Chen did not know where he had ended up; it just felt soft, as if he was already on a bed.
"Drink, keep drinking!"
When people are not in the right mood, they get drunk easily. Today, Liu Chen was drunk; it might be the first time he got this drunk.
He emptied his mind, without any worries. After today, he would be leaving Qingshan City and heading elsewhere, not knowing when he would be able to return.
