Chapter 6 Drunk at the Beach Bar
On the fifth day on the island, Su Qi finally dragged me to the bar.
He was so enthusiastic I almost suspected he owned shares in the place. “Just once. We’re already here—don’t you want to experience it?”
I was annoyed beyond words, but I still gave in.
When we arrived, Su Qi pulled me straight toward a handsome guy from his photo album. That was when I understood his real plan.
“This is the sister I told you about—Su Lan.” Su Qi acted like a matchmaker. “Pretty, right?”
“Pretty.” The guy opposite us greeted me politely. “Hello.”
I gave a small nod. “Hello.”
“Meeting a fellow countryman abroad—what a coincidence!” Su Qi exaggerated wildly. “You two chat first. I’ll go check things out over there!”
“Hey—” I couldn’t even stop him. He slipped into the crowd and vanished.
No choice. I was stuck standing there chatting with the handsome stranger.
I don’t drink, but the awkwardness made me take sip after sip without realizing.
By the time my head started spinning again, I said goodbye to him.
I wanted to find Su Qi and tell him I was heading back first.
After searching for a while, I finally spotted him slumped in a booth, half-conscious.
I asked the person next to him, “Why did he drink so much?”
“They were playing depth charges. He got hyped and downed a whole row.”
I was speechless.
I nudged Su Qi. “Let’s go back.”
“Mmm… okay.” Su Qi wobbled to his feet. Afraid he’d fall, I had to support him.
The bar wasn’t far from our overwater villa, but with Su Qi drunk and hard to control—and the alcohol hitting me too—it took forever to stumble back to the door.
I was panting as I set Su Qi down at the entrance, needing a moment to catch my breath before going in.
Su Qi was really wasted. This 178 cm guy curled up like a ball, head resting on my shoulder, wailing dramatically. “Sis! Men are all unreliable! From then on, it’s just you and me against the world!”
The aftereffect of the alcohol was kicking in hard. My head grew heavier. I couldn’t find words to comfort him, so I just patted his back.
I shook my head, trying to stay awake a little longer. “Su Qi, wake up. Let’s go inside first.”
Su Qi stubbornly kept his head buried against my shoulder. I was helpless and was about to use some force to drag him in.
But the moment I looked up, I froze.
Down the dimly lit walkway stood two tall figures.
The warm yellow streetlight fell on their faces. The one on the left had a cold expression. The one on the right wore a half-smile that was somehow scarier than no smile at all.
The one on the right said to the one on the left, “So close and intimate. They’re not really running off to do the Incest Joke behind our backs, are they?”
The left one’s face darkened even more. He strode over, hoisted Su Qi onto his shoulder in one motion, used the room card from Su Qi’s pocket to open the door, and carried him inside.
My shoulder suddenly empty, I blinked. “Huh?”
I stared at their retreating backs, brain still buffering, when another shadow fell over me.
I looked up—and saw the face I’d been thinking about nonstop.
My first thought: I must be dreaming.
Su Qi would definitely scold me for being hopeless if he knew—even in dreams I was dreaming of Chi Wen.
Dream-Chi Wen was just as good-looking. He leaned down close. “How much did you drink? You’re a total lightweight.”
I honestly held up two fingers. “Two glasses.”
Chi Wen laughed.
Maybe because it was a dream, I suddenly felt brave. I really wanted to touch him.
So I asked, “Can I touch you?”
“Turns out alcohol makes you bolder.” Chi Wen sounded thoughtful. “Sure. Where do you want to touch?”
I reached out with my right hand and gently touched his cheek, letting out a creepy, satisfied “hehe.”
“It feels real…” I kept grinning foolishly. “But I must be dreaming. Otherwise why would you be here?”
There it was—Chi Wen’s half-lidded smile, the corners of his mouth curling just enough to look pleased with himself.
Right before I passed out completely, I heard his reply:
“I came to stop you two from doing the Incest Joke.”