The sky gradually darkened.
The owner of the rural restaurant invited them to eat in the dining room.
Fatty made the excuse that his stomach hurt, and Zhu Zian, whose thoughts were entirely on his secret crush, didn't pay any attention to Fatty at all.
Fatty slipped out of the restaurant.
Zhu Zian realized that Fatty had not returned after quite a while. At first, he didn't care, but after they finished eating and sat chatting for half an hour, Fatty still hadn't come back.
Zhu Zian checked the time, his brow slightly furrowed.
"Did Fatty fall into the toilet?" he asked his brother beside him.
"Fatty said his stomach was hurting." His brother replied.
"Damn, on such an important night for me, he goes and drops the ball. Is he even my brother?"
"Everybody's got emergencies, man. I'll give him a call right now."
"Hurry up," Zhu Zian urged.
Just as Zhu Zian was rushing Fatty, a sudden noise came from outside the rural restaurant.
