"Wake up, man; just walk towards the car."
Lu Feng held Lu Qiang and patted his cheeks to wake him up, but there was no use. Lu Qiang was drunk, not even able to open his eyes and understand what Lu Feng said.
The drunk man smiled sweetly. "Carry me in your arms, brother."
Lu Qiang closed his eyes and hugged Lu Feng, putting his body weight on him.
They sat there for a long while, talking about the things from their childhood, and didn't realize it was almost evening.
Trying to handle the heavy man, Lu Feng sighed, "I should have only bought one bottle."
Lu Feng held Lu Qiang, making sure not to let him fall. Picking up Lu Qiang's jacket from the rock beside him, he put it back on him. He somehow managed to make Lu Qiang stand, putting his one arm on his shoulder then circling one hand around the waist.
