Tonight, Claudia is very different from Claudia.

Some anxious, some sad, some disguise, some despair.

On weekdays, the mask is covered with one layer and another.

Jin Hao was impatient to see through.

While he was not paying attention, Claudia took the wine, looked up and poured it down.

"Amu!" He let out a low cry and watched the beer flow down her chin.

After wiping a handful at random, Claudia smiled low and his eyes were no longer clear. "Jin Hao, you think I want to get drunk tonight. Don‘t worry about me, will you?"

Looking at her half ring, he nodded, "Well, get drunk, get drunk, you are drunk, I‘ll take you home."

"Yes."

Next, Claudia drank all the dozen beers Jin Hao had bought alone. She didn‘t think it was enough. Jin Hao bought another dozen for her.

More than a dozen empty jars were piled up at his feet. Claudia held his chin with one hand and looked at Jin Hao with a smile.

"Hiccup! Jin Hao, do you think it would be easier if I were, if I were with you?"

This is something Claudia would never say when awake.

Jin Hao froze for a moment. After returning to absolute being, he did not know what to say.

He reached out and took her finger. He said softly, "Amu, you are drunk."

"Well, I‘m drunk." She admitted it very quickly, nodding like garlic. "Drunk, but why drunk, here," beating her heart, she "sniffed" and "still hurts so much?"

"Pain?"

"Well, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts."

"Amu, can you tell me what happened?"

Claudia shook off his hands, covered his eyes with both hands, exhaled a few muddy breath and shook his head： "No, I won‘t tell you."

Jin Hao was helpless, "Amu."

She kneaded her hair into a mess with both hands, laughing, sighing, blinking at Jin Hao to look innocent, and staring at somewhere with empty eyes.

He can feel that she is very, very uncomfortable tonight.

What kind of big thing happened to make her like this?

"Bell!"

Just then, the cell phone in Claudia‘s pocket rang.

"Amu, cell phone, your cell phone rang."

"Ah? What? Mobile phone? Where is the cell phone?"

Instead of her, she took out her cell phone and looked at the caller. He pressed to answer, "Hello."

Pamela didn‘t expect a man to answer the phone, subconsciously thinking that the other party was Rowan.

"Where is my sister?" In a word, the question was aggressive.

Jin Hao lost his smile and held his forehead. "Your sister is drunk."

"What?! You got her drunk?! Rowan! What do you want!"

Rowan?

The other party thinks he is Rowan?

"Well, that, I‘m not Rowan, I‘m Jin Hao."

For a long time, there was no sound over there.

Jin Hao thought he was disconnected. He took his mobile phone to his eyes and saw it. He was still on the phone.

"Hello? Do you hear me?"

"... yes, you, you are Jin Hao?"

"Uh－huh."

"Where are you and my sister?"

*

When Pamela arrived, Claudia was hanging on Jin Hao with his hands around his neck, playing drunkenness.

"Claudia!"

With a loud cry, she rushed up and pulled Claudia away.

Because the strength was too great and Claudia was drunk and could not stand on his feet, Claudia turned back to her when Pamela pulled this.

"Ah!"

The little girl exclaimed. Fortunately, Jin Hao was quick－eyed and put his arms around Claudia‘s waist to avoid a tragedy.

Pamela stepped back two steps after the disaster, his eyes staring round at Claudia.

"Hello." Jin Hao greeted Pamela while holding Claudia to a firm footing.

Pamela nodded perfunctorily and stepped forward again.

"Leave it to me."

Jin Hao smiled, "Can you?"

The little girl blushed, but she stuck her neck and said, "Yes."

"Forget it, let me help you get her on the bus."

This is of course the best, and the little girl is no longer melodramatic.

Pushing Claudia into the back seat of the car, Jin Hao bent over and adjusted her a more comfortable posture. He stood up straight and said to Pamela, "It is best to get her some sobering tea when she goes back, or she may have a headache tomorrow."