He wanted to ask: Did Tsing Yi abuse you?

"Got it." The drunkard answered, and quickly closed the door.

The moment he closed the door, he let out a sigh of relief, and his highly tense nerves relaxed, and then when he relaxed, he was full of tiredness.

He leaned his whole back against the door, tilted his head slightly, looked at the dimly lit room, his brain slowly stopped working, and he stood silently.

The room fell into a terrible silence, so quiet that he could clearly feel his breathing, and this kind of silence made people dislike it from the bottom of his heart, because it would make him feel abandoned by the whole world.

Confusion, fear, emptiness, loneliness, all kinds of negative emotions drilled straight into his heart, infinitely magnifying and spreading the despair and helplessness in his heart to the entire chest, pressing him almost out of breath.

He lifted the back of his head against the door, and slammed the back of his head against the door.

There was a muffled sound of "bang", which made people's hearts beat with it.

A pain spread to the back of his head, accompanied by a strong feeling of dizziness, as if he had a concussion, and felt like his skull and soul were peeling apart.

He didn't know what he was doing, only that his heart was about to explode with despair, and he wanted to cut open his chest with a knife and dig out his heart so that he could take despair away from his heart.

He suddenly missed Tsing Yi very much, really wanted to, never thought about it like this, never wanted to see him so desperately, he was almost messing around like an unreasonable child.

Very eagerly, he took out his mobile phone from his pocket, unlocked it, clicked on the address book, quickly found Tsing Yi's number, and then dialed it without thinking.

I don't know what's going on, but the phone can be connected with a maximum of two rings, but the other party hasn't answered it for a long time.

It was a normal waiting time, but for the drunkard, it was like the endless darkness in the room for a long time, which made him mad and frightened, and even a little irritable.

"Drunkard?"

Until Tsing Yi's gentle and nice voice came from the mobile phone, for a moment, he seemed to be appeased, and suddenly calmed down.

The drunkard leaned against the door, holding his mobile phone in one hand and the bag of medicine in the other, and the moment he heard Tsing Yi's voice, he laughed.

It's like a child who has lost his way and finally found a home.

But tears welled up.

"Drunkard? Listening? Tsing Yi, who didn't get a response from the drunkard, raised his voice and called him again.

"Hmm." The drunkard answered from his throat, only to find that his throat was astringent and blocked, as if he had choked on something.

"What's the matter with calling me? I was driving, so the call was a bit late. Tsing Yi explained.

The drunkard took the phone away from him, then took a few deep breaths, and finally felt that his throat was not so uncomfortable, and then he took the phone back to his ear and said, "No, I just want to ask when you will come back?" ”

"Hmm...... About another twenty minutes, I'm on my way, what's wrong? Is there something wrong? ”

"No, just ask, be careful on the road."

"......" Tsing Yi was stunned, a little surprised.

Drunkards rarely take the initiative to call him, and even when nothing happens, they just ask him when he will be back.

Nothing has ever been done before.

It's just that the alcoholic's temperament has changed a lot recently, and he won't call him when he's okay.