"Xuxu, are you alright?"
Xia Yumo hiccuped drunkenly, her hazy eyes looking at Qiao Xu across from her, who seemed to be still somewhat sober, and asked.
"I'm fine."
Qiao Xu's voice was faint, but due to the amount of alcohol she had drunk, it was also a bit hoarse.
Xia Yumo tightened the collar of her coat and said to Qiao Xu, "I'm so cold, let's go home."
"Okay."
Qiao Xu obediently nodded like a child.
After paying the bill, they called for a designated driver. While on their way, they heard a sudden "bang," scaring all three people in the car, including the driver.
Somehow, the front right tire had punctured on something sharp and burst. The car's front end, now out of control, collided with the roadside barrier.
