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A few people drank until after eight in the evening, and Lin Zheyu left early due to other commitments.
Hiccup—
On the way to Mr. Liang's house, Lin Zheyu let out a hiccup from the alcohol.
Earlier, when he wanted to leave early, Jia Yanrong and the others wouldn't let him go. They insisted he drink several large bowls of strong liquor before allowing him to leave.
Knock knock
He gently knocked on Mr. Liang's door, and it quickly opened.
He entered.
In the moonlight.
On the stone table in the yard, there were a few small dishes and a pot of wine.
Liang Song was sitting alone in the yard, drinking.
"You reek of alcohol; it seems you've drunk quite a bit."
"Drink this bowl to sober up," Liang Song said.
"Thank you, Master."
Lin Zheyu took the bowl and smelled a strong medicinal aroma.
"I'm sorry, Master. Something came up tonight, so I'm a bit late," Lin Zheyu said apologetically.
"No worries."
