After graduating from college, whenever I am most bored, hanging out with my old friends has become a necessary activity.

Every time I see Zhida, his face always glows. He is now an actor in a drama club. It may be that acting makes him always look so good, because roles can give an actor passion.

I know this. I have also participated in dramas before. The enjoyment that acting brings is not only the joy of being another person and experiencing the joy of another life, but also the feeling of expressing yourself.

In Luoyang, I was not only not used to the climate, but also the roads there. I am a person who gets lost easily, so I at least found a hotel not far from the train station, and then asked Zhida to find me nearby.

He likes to drink, but I am not very cold. Regarding wine, no one can compete with him except Yan Emperor and Du Yang. I watch them drink and only participate occasionally.

We ordered ten bottles of Luoyang Palace that day. I drank two bottles and Zhida drank eight bottles. It’s not that I didn’t stop him, but if he wanted to drink, no one could stop him, and of course I couldn’t.

exception.

After drinking eight bottles, he felt a little dizzy. Of course, it would be weird if he didn't feel dizzy. But while he was dizzy, he kept talking to me about everything from Qin Shihuang's unification of China to the performance of his play the day after tomorrow.

He said that I should not leave before the performance. He would have to rehearse tomorrow and the day after tomorrow. But after the performance the day after tomorrow, he would also like to have a drink with me. I socialized and said it was fine. In fact, my schedule did not include any preparations for staying until the day after tomorrow.

Tomorrow I will leave for a meeting in Hangzhou.

He drank too much, and of course I couldn't let him drive back after drinking. I carried him back to the hotel where I was staying, and let him live with me for the day.

The distance between the hotel and the restaurant is not far, but due to his weight, I was still exhausted when I walked to carry him back. I always felt like someone was following me from behind halfway.

I didn't care, maybe it was just my misunderstanding. I'm a foreigner, and I don't look like I'm rich. Why are you following me?

But I may have had an auditory hallucination. At that time, I heard the sound of a suitcase being dragged on the ground. I didn't know what it was.

Anyway, I dragged Zhida back to the hotel.

I put him on the bed and took off his shoes, then covered him with the quilt, and left him alone. I wanted to wash up and tidy up, as long as he didn't vomit.

The hotel's bathroom and bedroom are very close to each other. I was washing my face in the bathroom, and the sound of water running was very loud. I heard Zhida moving around on the bed, shouting vaguely: "Little girl" while moving.

Speak louder, lower your voice."

"I'm like you. You don't need to wash your face after drinking too much." I shouted at him, then wiped my face and returned to the house.

"Oh my god!" I yelled, and for some reason Zhida started twitching on the bed, like a muscle spasm. I was so frightened that I hurried over to hold him down.

"Hey, what's wrong with you? What's wrong with you? Should I call an ambulance?" I asked him, but he still twitched and made a slight sound in his mouth, "Leave...leave me...leave..."

I thought he was asking me to stay away, so I did. After a while, sure enough, he stopped twitching and fell asleep peacefully.

I also fell asleep sitting on the stool.

While I was sleeping, I seemed to vaguely hear the sound of suitcase wheels.

The next day when Zhida and I both woke up, it was already eight or nine o'clock.

"Get up!" I woke up first and then pushed Zhida. "Don't you want to practice? You don't have to go to work?" I pushed him hard until he was pushed to the ground.

He fell to the ground with a "thud".

"Ah?" He asked in pain, "What time is it?"

"It's nine o'clock." I looked at my watch and it said eight forty, but I was trying to scare him.

"Nine o'clock? No, I have to leave." Zhida immediately realized that he was in my hotel. He got up and hurriedly put on his clothes and left. He forgot all about washing up.

"I'll drive you to visit the theater troupe." He said, since you have nothing to do, you have nothing to do.
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