Splash-
Ice-cold liquid poured over his face, droplets rolling down his neck and chilling him to the bone.
Qiu Chengye lay spread-eagled on the floor. The sudden cold made him jolt upright, wipe the water off his face, and burst into curses.
"Who?! Who the fuck splashed water on me? Got a death wish?!"
But no one answered. There was no one around, only an empty glass on the table beside him.
Qiu Chengye frowned and tried hard to remember what had just happened, but his head hurt terribly, and he couldn't recall a thing.
"Hiss... blacked out again."
"I'd better not find out who splashed water on me while I was drunk, or I'll make them pay!"
Xie Mi, who had witnessed the entire scene inside through the floor-to-ceiling windows from her rocking chair in the garden, was speechless.
She must have been looking at this all wrong.
Had Qiu Chengye started following a tragic romance plot now?
Oh, wait...
He couldn't get the romance part.
Only after Qiu Chengye stumbled upstairs did Xie Mi look away. She tilted her head back to gaze at the stars, picked up the can beside her, and took a sip.
The seat beside her suddenly dipped slightly as someone sat down.
She turned to see Shen Yeqing, who had been so drunk earlier that he'd passed out.
"Hey."
Xie Mi grinned, propping her chin on one hand as she looked at him with interest. "You were pretending to be drunk too?"
"When you're tired of playing but too embarrassed to suggest calling it a night, you pretend to be drunk. Didn't I learn that from you?" Shen Yeqing copied her pose, resting his chin on one hand and looking at her with a smile.
The two gazed at each other beneath