He quickly said, "I'm heading off now. Goodnight."
With that, he walked toward the door.
Weilan was stunned for a moment, looking down at herself, also drunk.
Oh my, he saw me again.
Lu Hechen felt like his nose was on fire, as if he was about to have a nosebleed, and he hurried out.
Weilan lay on the bed for quite a while, still unable to snap back to reality.
It wasn't until much later that she changed into a nightgown and prepared to sleep when she discovered Lu Hechen's cellphone lying by her bed.
She glanced at the clock; he had been gone for only fifteen minutes, so he probably hadn't fallen asleep yet.
Thus, Weilan got out of bed, leaning on a crutch, cellphone in hand, ready to return it to him.
After walking out, she came to Lu Hechen's door, which was closed.
She gently knocked but received no response.
"Brother Hechen?" Weilan called out.
Still, there was no reply.
