Jian Si said, "Nan Yu seems drunk again."
"Yeah, I'll take him back, you and Zhengzheng should rest early." Nan Zhan stood up and helped the completely inebriated Nan Yu.
Jian Si walked them to the door, hesitated for a long time before saying, "When are you planning to tell Nan Yu about our relationship?"
Nan Zhan glanced at Nan Yu's closed eyes, extended a hand to touch Jian Si's somewhat worried face: "He already knows."
Nan Yu is so perceptive, he probably noticed their subtle actions the moment they entered the door. That's probably why he suggested drinking, to drown the sorrows in liquor—a way to escape the contradictions and sadness of facing the girl he likes and his own older brother.
"Then he...?"
"He's my little brother, I'll handle it, don't worry about it."
Jian Si hummed in acknowledgment, right, with him around, what problem couldn't be solved?
A huge weight lifted off her chest, she smiled radiantly at him: "Goodbye."
