Dylan glanced at the screen in surprise at the unexpected words on the phone call, confirming that the caller ID did show Adonis before putting the phone back to his ear. Over there, they kept on muttering words like 'cold-blooded, scumbag', leaving Dylan with no chance to interject.
The person on the phone was speaking incoherently, with a slurred tongue, clearly showing signs of being drunk. Dylan couldn't help but ask, "Have you had too much to drink?" "
Forget it, I'm calling you out to fight, can you hear me? Adonis's words were fierce, but his tone was gentle and lacked any sense of threat. However, Dylan quickly responded, "Okay, where are you?" "
I am having a meal. After some serious consideration, Adonis replied, "Okay, come over here, bye-bye." "
After saying that, he hung up the phone without further explanation.
Dylan looked at the three-minute call log on the screen, sighed helplessly, and was about to call back when suddenly a thought struck him. He looked up and asked Gene, who was still sighing, "Where are you guys having dinner tonight?" The barbecue skewer stall at the back door. "Gene responded without hesitation, 'What's up?' "
Thank you. Dylan thanked him and then rushed out of the dormitory like a whirlwind, leaving only a quickly disappearing figure for the two people in the dormitory. Is he going to see Adonis? "Gene turned to the person next to him and asked."
It seems so. Oswin smiled knowingly, shifted his body slightly, and lay back on the bed.
Dylan went downstairs and found that the door of the dormitory building was already locked. He turned around and went up to the second floor, sneaking into the storage room and skillfully opening the window.
The storage room is usually a place for students living on the corresponding floor to store their luggage, with the balcony outside conveniently connecting to the neighboring express delivery station's low roof. At this moment, Dylan's obstacle running skills, which he usually trained at school, came in handy. With a swift leap, Dylan landed on the roof, then jumped down from a ladder nearby.
He hadn't even steadied himself when his phone started ringing loudly, and he reached out to take it out and put it to his ear, "Adonis? "
Hmm. Adonis's voice was low and serious, "Why haven't you arrived yet?" "I'll be there soon." "Dylan gently reassured, "Don't run around, stay there and wait for me." "
Hmm. Adonis hung up the phone without warning once again, leaving Dylan no choice but to shove his phone back into his pocket and rush towards the back door.
After great efforts, Dylan finally persuaded the security guard at the gate to leave the school. When he found Adonis panting, he saw him leaning over the table, staring intently at several empty bottles in front of him.
Adonis's black short hair softly fell on his forehead and ears, his eyes were misty, looking extremely obedient. If it weren't for the blush on his face, others would never think that he had just gone crazy with alcohol.
"Adonis. "Dylan sat down next to him and gently patted his face, "Are you okay?" "
Oh, I'm fine. Adonis heard his voice, didn't move, just glanced at him sideways, "You dare to come." "
Hmm... I'm sorry. Dylan's eyes wandered on his face, and finally he spoke out the words that had been held in his heart all night. Have you realized your mistake? Adonis suddenly jumped up from the bed, grabbed his arm tightly and shook it, "Where did you go wrong?" "
I shouldn't have been distant from you these days. "
I'm telling you, Dylan. Adonis suddenly hung his head like a tomato hit by hail, muttering, "You are really ruthless." "
"… I'm sorry. "
Got it! I hate it when people say sorry to me. Adonis impatiently waved his hand, stood up abruptly, swaying unsteadily as he prepared to leave, muttering under his breath, "So annoying." "
Dylan hadn't even had a chance to get up and chase after him when Adonis turned back like a drunk penguin, standing in front of him and swaying as he said, "You know what?" You are the first man to treat me like this. He tilted his head and said, "No, you are the first person to treat me like this." "
Dylan opened his mouth, but didn't know how to comfort him. After all, it was indeed his own fault first. Although he knew that Adonis was just talking nonsense now, he still felt guilty. Hey buddy, don't you think you owe me an explanation? "Adonis leaned in closer, the street lamp next to the barbecue stand shining brightly in his eyes, no longer hazy like before. Dylan almost thought he had suddenly woken up from a dream."
Because... Dylan took a deep breath and decided to be straightforward with Adonis: "I thought you and Tina..." "
As soon as Tina's name came up, Adonis burst into laughter, interrupting Dylan, "What did you think?" She did confess her feelings to me today. "
How do you respond? "Dylan knew he was asking a leading question, but he couldn't help his curiosity."
"I said, I and she..." Adonis suddenly realized something and straightened up, "Why should I tell you? I haven't forgiven you yet." "
Dylan sighed softly, stood up, and supported Adonis's arm, draping it over his shoulder. "Let's go, I'll walk you back to your dorm." "
I'm not going back. "Adonis stubbornly pulled back his hand, his tone filled with impatience, "You go back by yourself." So, where do you plan to go for a carefree trip? Dylan glanced at the time on his wrist. "It's now ten to ten. In another ten minutes, the gate will disappear like the pumpkin carriage in a fairy tale. By then, you won't be able to come back even if you want to." "
Adonis crossed his hands in front of his chest, chin held high with a hint of arrogance: "What I crave is the wisdom baptism of 'Today's Legal Report'." Dylan looked at Adonis, who appeared drunk and arrogant, feeling both amused and somewhat helpless. He coaxed and promised, "Okay, okay, I'll arrange it for you as soon as we get back to the dorm. I'll play whichever episode you want to watch." "
Aren't you going to join me in enjoying this feast of wisdom? Adonis glared at Dylan's hand on his waist with displeasure, "This is a good opportunity for you to make up for your mistake." "
Okay, I'll watch with you. Adonis almost put all his weight on Dylan, who had to drag him to school, every step feeling like walking in a muddy swamp.
When they finally arrived at the dormitory door, they witnessed the scene of the security guard locking the door and leisurely walking away with the key.
Now it's impossible to go back even if you want to.
Dylan touched his pocket and turned to ask the man who was staring at the badge in the middle of the gate and seemed to be thinking about the big problems in life: "Do you have your ID card? "Got it." "It's right here in my pocket," Adonis replied obediently. "
Dylan reached into his pocket, searching for confirmation that he wasn't just talking nonsense because he was drunk. After a great effort, he finally found a hard object in the small pocket on the front of the coat. He took it out and saw that it was Adonis's ID card. Although Adonis looks a bit silly in the photo, his youthfulness and freshness are truly rare and precious.
"Handsome to the point of being irresistible." He secretly gave himself a thumbs up in his heart, and then stuffed the ID card into his pocket.
He looked around and saw only a few people eating and drinking in the small restaurants on the street. Basically, there were no traces of students around. The street appeared somewhat deserted, with yellow ginkgo leaves covering the roadsides. The dim street lamps cast a golden hue on the leaves on the ground, and occasionally a gust of autumn wind would bring a rustling sound, adding a touch of desolation.
You take a break here first. Dylan helped Adonis to a lamppost and leaned him against it. "I'll go book a hotel and call a car," he said. Adonis slid down from the pillar slowly, like a cat just waking up from a nap, crouching down on the side, his gaze drawn to the thick layer of ginkgo leaves beneath his feet, 'Wow, it's so beautiful it's breathtaking.' He reached out and picked up a leaf, holding it in front of his eyes to savor it as if admiring a famous painting. Dylan stood next to him, busy flipping through information about nearby hotels. Occasionally catching a glimpse of Adonis's fascinated look, he couldn't help but chuckle, shake his head, and think to himself that this guy is beyond help.
Adonis, get in the car. The taxi stopped by the roadside, and Dylan crouched down, as if playing with a large toy, helping Adonis up and stuffing him into the back seat.
Are we going to this hotel? The driver turned his head and looked at this slightly awkward pair, with a hint of curiosity in his eyes.
Hmm. Dylan didn't even lift his head, focusing intently on adjusting Adonis to a comfortable position, letting his head rest on his shoulder. Then he quickly opened his phone and sent a message to Gene: "I won't be going back tonight, no need to wait up for me." "
After finishing all these tasks, he can finally relax a bit and enjoy this moment of peace. "Didn't you promise to watch 'Today's Verdict' with me?" "Adonis rested his chin on Dylan's shoulder, the hot breath from his mouth still carrying the lingering scent of strong alcohol, all sprayed on Dylan's neck."
In an instant, Dylan felt a chill down his spine as the hot air enveloped his neck. He gently patted his neck and turned to Adonis, speaking in a tone as gentle as coaxing a naughty child: "Okay, when we get to the hotel, I'll watch it with you." "
"Well, okay." "Adonis said, leaning his head back on Dylan's shoulder and holding onto his arms tightly, "You better keep your promise." "
Dylan's heart was suddenly filled with warmth, the charming Adonis's drunken appearance was something he had not expected, but it was precisely this unpredictability that gave him endless surprises. In addition to his blushing cheeks at the moment, paired with his naturally fair skin, and the tenderness and affection revealed in his big watery eyes... …
Dylan quickly stopped himself from indulging further in these fantasies, as he felt he was losing control. In short, four words - bubbly beautiful.
At the hotel, Dylan had to use all his strength to help him check in, and then he struggled to drag him upstairs. As soon as he entered the room, Adonis collapsed on the bed like a deflated balloon, motionless for a while.
Would you like to take a shower? "Dylan asked casually."
Adonis's face was buried deep in the soft blanket, his voice muffled as if wrapped in cotton candy: "I'm not getting up." Are you still planning to binge-watch? "Dylan was worried that he would get bored, so he gently pulled his hand, trying to pull him out of bed, 'Turn around, don't suffocate yourself.' "
I'm not watching anymore. Adonis sat up in bed, quickly kicked off his shoes and socks, and crossed his legs on the bed.
Dylan nodded and was about to go to the bathroom to get some water to wash his face. Before he could turn around, Adonis grabbed his hand.
Sit down. "
Where should I sit? "
Adonis patted the mattress beside him, "Here." "
Dylan obediently sat down where he was instructed, "What's the matter?" Adonis leaned to one side and landed with a 'thud' on Dylan's shoulder, muttering, 'I'm tired.' "
I'll go get you a basin of water, wash your face, and then you can sleep well. "Dylan reached out to push away his fluffy head, but failed to do so after a couple of attempts. "Be good," he said. "
Adonis remained unmoved, "Let me lean on you for a moment, just a moment." "
Dylan listened and stopped pushing him away, instead he put his arms around his waist, letting him lean against the head of the bed, while he himself assumed the same position against the head of the bed. He kept the head firmly pressed against his shoulder, but his hand quietly slipped into his pocket and found the phone. He gently pressed the button of the front camera and snapped a few photos. After taking the photos, he stared at the freshly taken pictures in his phone album, with a slight smile on his lips, silently laughing as if enjoying a silent comedy.