Wen Xuyu stumbled along the path, finally managing to drag him to the car. She glanced at the man, who was having trouble keeping his balance, with a look of slight distaste. Although Bian Xunzhou’s fall earlier hadn't been severe, her knees were still aching from the impact. He hadn’t even had that much to drink, so how had he managed to get this drunk?
"Bian Xunzhou? Bian Xunzhou?" she called out softly. Seeing no reaction, she freed one hand to pat his cheek. "Bian Xunzhou, where are your car keys?"
The man finally opened his eyes. He was tall, and leaning against her like a pillar; his head drooped, bringing him dangerously close to her. "...In my pocket," he mumbled fluently before closing his eyes again.
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