A voice that sounded like a young man's asked politely, "Excuse me, are you a friend of the phone's owner?"
Dong Xin Yan was momentarily stunned before nodding, "Yes, I am, but who are you?"
The young man hurriedly replied, "Hello, Miss, I'm a bartender at XX bar. Your friend is drunk here, can I trouble you to come over and take him away because our place is closing soon."
The bar... Ziyang actually went to a bar.
While her tense heart relaxed, Dong Xin Yan's heart couldn't help but twist again. She pressed her lips together and replied, "Okay, send me the address, I'll head over now."
When Dong Xin Yan arrived at the bar, there were almost no people left inside. She immediately spotted the familiar figure slumped over the bar, quickened her pace, and walked over.
Cheng Ziyang was already so drunk he seemed unconscious, lying there motionless. Dong Xin Yan gently placed her hand on his shoulder, calling his name, "Ziyang? Ziyang, wake up."
