Wang Biao stayed behind to watch Huo Sikai for quite a while. When he saw that Huo Sikai had completely fallen asleep, he felt relieved and left.
The next morning, Huo Sikai was unable to get out of bed.
Even if there were waves and waves of one, two, three, four sounds coming from outside, they were still unable to wake him up from his sleep. It was not until the sun was shining that he woke up, but he was still woken up by the phone.
He had a splitting headache, his throat was dry, and every cell in his body was suffering terribly. This was the consequence of drinking too much.
He frowned and opened his eyes. He raised his hand to pinch his Adam’s apple and coughed twice. Only then did he reach out to take the phone that was ringing non-stop.
Squinting his eyes, he saw that it seemed to be Shi ran.
“What?”
Listening to Huo Sikai’s hoarse and lazy voice, shi ran exclaimed, “What’s wrong, brother? Did you catch a cold or not?”
