Li Manman, rubbing her spinning head, walked unsteadily toward the elevator.
As the elevator doors opened, for a moment, Li Manman's arm was supported by a man walking out from inside: "Manman, what's wrong with you?"
Li Manman raised her head, hesitating for a few seconds before realizing: "Tong Ze, how come it's you? When did you come back?"
"I just got back a few days ago. What's happened to you?"
Li Manman smiled bitterly: "Nothing, just some annoying things. I had a bit to drink here last night."
"Let me take you home."
"No need, I drove myself here."
Tong Ze frowned at Li Manman, his deep black eyes filled with a complex light: "You can't drive after drinking, and with your current state, I really can't let you drive home alone."
Li Manman indeed felt dreadful, everything ached: "Then thank you."
"We're old classmates, no need to be so polite."
