The two guys walked upstairs with arms on each other's shoulders. Luo Zhan began to search his pocket. Leaning against the cold wall, Lu Yihan was waiting for him to open the door with a headache. After a long while, Luo Zhan still failed to find his keys. Standing still, he looked a bit panicked.
Lu Yihan became impatient and waved his hand. "Can you do it or not? Pull it out."
Luo Zhan burped and searched all his pockets. "So weird. Where's my key?"
Lu Yihan pulled him close and tried to search his pocket.
Ding!
With the arrival sound of the elevator, a girl walked over with a backpack. She turned her key and opened the door. Neither Lu Yihan nor Luo Zhan paid any attention. After Lu Yihan searched his jacket pockets, he reached down and felt something hard. However, Luo Zhan's pants were too tight that Lu Yihan got his hands stuck.
"Hey, relax. I can't pull it out."
