As the graduation party came to an end, those who used to have good relationships, as well as those who didn't, all mingled together.

Everyone was drinking without knowing why.

The class monitor, who I had a good relationship with, also pulled me into the group.

I couldn't refuse and had a drink.

Perhaps because I had never touched alcohol before, I got drunk with just one sip.

As the event ended, my head was spinning.

My phone was ringing, but I couldn't answer it no matter how hard I tried.

Someone familiar supported me and helped me answer the call.

I babbled, "Tell the person on the phone that I'll be asleep in three seconds."

True to my memory, I fell asleep three seconds later.

Drunkards are a mysterious species.

I thought to myself as I hugged the blanket.

I couldn't figure out how I fell asleep in three seconds last night.

Lost in thought, a person walked out of the bathroom.

Wrapped in a towel around the waist, water dripped from washed hair.

A few drops slid down the neck to the abs.

The warmth of the bed still lingered beside me.

He probably noticed my strange gaze, his hand holding the towel paused in mid-air.

"Are you awake?"

I nodded.

Although I didn't know why we were in the same room, in such an ambiguous situation.

But I had common sense.

Nothing happened between us last night.

"Where is this?"

It didn't seem like a hotel; everything around had a homely feel.

You could tell someone had been living here for a long time.

Whether it was the snacks scattered on the coffee table or the half-opened books on the desk.

I keenly spotted an ugly plaster doll on the bedside table.

—It was from an art class, the teacher gave one to each pair, two people sharing one.

Qi Jing and I were a pair, I finished drawing and left it there, thinking it was ugly, waiting for the cleaning staff to clear it up.

Did he take this thing with him?

Qi Jing opened the wardrobe and found a shirt.

He didn't avoid me, calmly buttoning it up.

"My room."

I spoke strangely, "Your room?"

"Your mom called you last night, and you fell asleep."

So it was my mom who called yesterday.

Qi Jing looked at me strangely.

With a somewhat peculiar look of pity.

"She asked me to take care of you."

I was speechless, "First, you don't need to take care of me to the extent of putting me to bed. Secondly, my room is also in this estate, you could have easily had someone send me back. Lastly, I don't believe there are no guest rooms here."

"And, you could have refused last night."

He approached me, "Refuse? Leave a drunk like you unattended?"

I rubbed my temples, "Other classmates were there too."

Qi Jing held my chin coldly, "I can take you away, and so can others. Xie Fan, just because I didn't touch you doesn't mean others wouldn't."

"So what?" I pried his hand open, "How do you know I didn't intend to indulge last night?"

Only classmates were present at the time.

What accidents could happen?

At most, a one-night stand.

I didn't mind.

"Anyone could?"

"Anyone could."

He seemed annoyed by me, tearing open my nightgown, "I underestimated you, Xie Fan."

The strap exposed to the air, he grabbed my shoulder and kissed me haphazardly, "So, can I too?"

I turned my head, "No, you can't."

His hand moving downwards paused, "Why not?"

"Because you still owe me a condition, and now it's time to fulfill it, young master. I'm not willing."

He left in anger.

I watched his back for a long time.

After a while, I smiled slowly.

He's really pitiful.

To fall for someone like me.

Before leaving, I took the plaster doll and threw it into the lake as I passed by.

The plaster doll splashed a large spray of water as it hit the water.

Gurgle, gurgle, sinking to the bottom.

Well, let it be pitiful.

Serves it right.