Night had fallen.
On the second-floor rooftop of a narrow alley, steam from the hot pot wafted about, while tripe and beef tumbled in spicy red oil.
"Cheers!"
"Ding!"
Glasses clinked together, producing a crisp sound.
Gu Shen slowly finished an entire glass of liquor.
He felt everything was as elusive as a dream... When he had left the orphanage, he had imagined what his future life might look like, likely a solitary one, so every time he passed the alleys late at night and saw people clinking glasses and drinking heartily in the corner stores, he never imagined himself taking part.
Perhaps he wasn't that alone.
It was just that no one had ever toasted to him before.
But now, someone had.
"Three consecutive dream interpretations… These auditors, they really are despicable!"
Zhong Wei had listened to the day's audit process and slammed the table, exclaiming angrily, "If anything went wrong with our Xiao Gu, could they take responsibility?"
