The Secret Realm of Time, His and Her Life Through the Changes

Chapter 218 Self-Intoxication

Let the gentle buzz of alcohol wash away your worries; even if it's just a fleeting moment of relief, it brings a sense of satisfaction. The two seemed to share this sentiment, and without a word, they tacitly poured themselves a drink. The wine was indeed delicious; its sweet flavor spread across the tongue, making one unconsciously drink one glass after another until they were completely intoxicated.

Zhou Yanruo picked up the wine pot to pour wine for the two of them again, but found that the pot was empty.

"How come the wine is gone so quickly? I feel like I haven't had enough. This wine is so delicious, I have to go buy another jar." She glanced at Shang Yibo and said with a hint of coquettishness.

Seeing this, Shang Yibo quickly took the wine jar from her hands, placed it on the coffee table, and pushed the two wine glasses forward. "You've already drunk quite a bit, you can't drink anymore," he reminded her.

After saying that, he stood up somewhat unsteadily, walked around the bar, and took two bottles of sparkling water from the refrigerator. When he returned to the sofa, he found Zhou Yanruo curled up on it, muttering something indistinctly.

Shang Yibo leaned closer to her, trying to hear her words, but her voice was too muffled. Seeing a wisp of hair obscuring half of her face, he carefully brushed it aside with his fingers, afraid of touching her cheek.

At this moment, Zhou Yanruo's cheeks were flushed, her moist lips moved slightly, and she finally fell into a deep sleep. Seeing this, Shang Yibo sighed softly and sat down on the sofa opposite him. He unscrewed the cap of the sparkling water bottle, took a big gulp, and a cool sensation instantly spread from his throat to his whole body, as if even his heart calmed down.

"What are they doing? It's already bizarre enough that they dragged Zhou Yanruo into drinking, but they actually let her get drunk."

Shang Yibo shook his head violently and immediately felt a strong wave of dizziness. He quickly closed his eyes and lay down on the sofa. When he opened his eyes again, he found that Zhou Yanruo, who was lying on the opposite sofa, had fallen into a deep sleep. Her breathing was slightly heavy, and she occasionally let out a soft snore.

He slightly curved his lips into a smile. Two meters apart, he scrutinized her intently. The person he had longed for was now lying before him, yet Shang Yibo suddenly felt a strange sense of unfamiliarity.

His eyelids began to feel heavy, and a strong wave of drowsiness washed over him. The alcohol finally took effect, and he fell into a deep sleep.

Just then, Zhou Yanruo's phone rang, but no one answered. Immediately after, Shang Yibo's phone also rang, but similarly, no one paid any attention to it.

The two phones kept ringing in the quiet air, while the two people on the sofa were already fast asleep.

Ding Jiajia held up her phone and waved it at Jian Zheng, saying in a puzzled tone, "Why aren't they answering their phones? I wonder if they've gone back to the hotel yet."

“It’s already past ten o’clock, they should have gone back to the hotel by now,” Jian Zheng replied.

Ding Jiajia put her phone back in her bag, then reached out her hands to take the two heavy paper bags from Jian Zheng.

Jian Zheng gently pulled his hand back and said with a smile, "Let me carry it, it's quite heavy. I told you not to bring them food, but you insisted on buying it. Actually, we can go out to eat together tomorrow, it would be so convenient."

Ding Jiajia explained, "Didn't you say the food at 'Shengchun Banquet' was terrible? I guess those two probably didn't eat well either. The food at this restaurant is really good, and I want to take some back for them to try. Do you think it's easy for us to go out to eat? You have no idea how difficult it is for us. We've been in Huizhou for half a month and haven't really gone out much. We're almost sick of the food the crew and the hotels are serving."

The two walked out of the restaurant while talking.

"So, are you still planning to go back to 'Shengchun Banquet' to find them?" Jian Zheng asked.

"I'm not going back. Didn't you say they would definitely go back to the hotel? I'll just go straight back to the hotel," Ding Jiajia replied.

"Then I'll take you back," Jian Zheng suggested.

"No need, I'll just take a taxi," Ding Jiajia said.

“This isn’t the city center, and it’s so late, I’m worried about leaving you here,” Jian Zheng said, taking out his phone to call the driver. “Come pick me up.”

Ding Jiajia became shy and fidgety, "Then thank you very much, President Jian."

"Don't be so polite, why are you being so formal with me?" Jian Zheng replied with a smile.

Ding Jiajia smiled knowingly after hearing this.

They soon arrived at the hotel. Jian Zheng and Ding Jiajia got out of the car together and walked towards the hotel entrance. After taking a few steps, Ding Jiajia suddenly stopped. Realizing something, she turned to Jian Zheng and said, "I'll go up by myself. It might be inconvenient for you to go up."

Jian Zheng smiled and said, "It's not like I don't know Shang Yibo, so what's inconvenient about it?"

Ding Jiajia shook her head and insisted, "It's better not to go up. It's not appropriate to bring someone up without telling them first."

Jian Zheng thought for a moment and nodded, "Okay, I'll listen to you." As he spoke, he handed the paper bag in his hand to Ding Jiajia, and then made a gesture as if answering a phone call, "Remember to keep in touch with me often, I've been in Huizhou these days."

Ding Jiajia replied, "I understand." Her eyes curved into crescent shapes as she smiled happily.

Then, Ding Jiajia went to the front desk and asked the clerk if Zhou Yanruo had already checked in. The clerk replied that Zhou Yanruo had checked in an hour ago.

Upon learning that they had returned to the hotel, Ding Jiajia went upstairs and rang Zhou Yanruo's doorbell, but no one answered. She then went to the presidential suite at the far end of the corridor and rang the doorbell again, but there was still no response.

Ding Jiajia put the bag on the ground, took out her access card from her bag, swiped it, and entered the room. All the lights in the room were on. She called out, "Yibo, Yibo, are you in the room?"

However, no one answered. Ding Jiajia felt a little puzzled, thinking, "It's only a little past ten o'clock, it doesn't make sense, he couldn't possibly be asleep this early, could he?"

She casually placed the shopping bags on the shelf by the door, and as soon as she stepped into the living room, the scene before her eyes took her by surprise.

The coffee table was cluttered with snack bags, empty wine jars, and mineral water bottles, making it look quite messy.

Shang Yibo and Zhou Yanruo lay on opposite sides of the sofa, seemingly fast asleep. Judging from their sleeping positions, Zhou Yanruo's face was as red as a sunset, while Shang Yibo was as pale as a sheet of paper.

"What... how did these two get drunk and pass out?" Ding Jiajia muttered to herself in surprise.

She gently nudged Zhou Yanruo's arm. "Yanruo, wake up, wake up!" Zhou Yanruo just mumbled a "hmm," turned over, and continued sleeping with her back to the sofa.

Ding Jiajia turned her head and called out twice, "Yibo, Yibo." But Shang Yibo was fast asleep and did not respond.

Helpless, she picked up the empty wine jar and shook it, finding it completely empty. "I don't usually drink, how much did I drink?"

Looking around again, he saw only an empty wine jar and breathed a sigh of relief. "Fortunately, the two of them only drank from one jar, so there shouldn't be any major problems."

Unable to wake the two, after confirming that they hadn't drunk much and were not in any danger.

Ding Jiajia then covered them with blankets.

Before leaving, I turned off the room lights.