Shen Yanci's fingers abruptly tightened, dark emotions churning in his black eyes.
But the drunken young man had no ability to sense his mood. He slipped past him and returned to his seat.
There were few people left in the restaurant-bar. At some point, Lu Ran and Gu Nianzhi had disappeared too.
The music in the restaurant-bar had switched back to soft, soothing melodies. A scattering of staff sat at various tables, and quite a few had already fallen asleep with their heads on the tables.
Two glasses of Tequila Sunrise remained on the main table. The young man reached for one.
"Don't drink any more. You're already drunk." Shen Yanci swiftly caught his hand.
"I'm thirsty!" The young man licked his lips and tried to snatch the drink from him.
"No. Go drink some water," Shen Yanci said in a low voice.
"No." The young man stubbornly pushed his hand aside and picked up the glass.
"Song Yunxing! If you drink too much, you'll wake up with a headache tomorrow!" The man's brows drew together, his tone icy.
It took the young man a moment to react. Then the corners of his eyes reddened, his brows lowered, and his watery eyes looked ready to spill tears at any moment.
"You actually... snapped at me!"
The young man sounded aggrieved, on the verge of tears.
Shen Yanci's brows relaxed. Flustered and at a loss, he lifted his hand from the glass.
"I didn't mean to..."
The moment the man reached for a tissue, the young man snatched the glass behind him and gulped down the alcohol.
Startled, Shen Yanci immediately caught the glass in his hand. "You can't drink any..."
The young man's grip was weak. With one tug, Shen Yanci easily took the glass away.
But the remaining drink