From the back entrance of the school to the apartment, one needs to pass through the entire school. Ai Mu gradually began to regret meddling and bringing such a troublesome thing home.

It was almost 1 o'clock in the morning, and the entire university was empty. The usually bustling lawn and sports field were now silent, as if one could hear the grass breathing. As the night progressed, the streetlights dimmed, and only a few classrooms had the emergency exit lights still on. Carrying a man who weighed 186 pounds on his back, Ai Mu could not pick up the pace. With one hand securing Ye Cang's arm, which was hanging on his own body, he held a half-burnt cigarette in the other hand. This guy didn't look chubby, but Ai Mu was surprised at how heavy he was. Ai Mu coldly gave him a glance, the guy who had almost all his weight pressed onto him, had a flushed face, and kept mumbling incomprehensible words.

"Stop drinking so much if you can't handle it." With a touch of reproach in her low growl, Ai Mu tugged on Ye Cang's sleeve and quickened her pace, almost dragging him forward.

He usually didn't like to participate in such activities, or any activities for that matter. Occasionally going out for a drink with Kim Jung-hyun and Kyle was acceptable, but these large-scale events were just too troublesome. It wasn't that he was antisocial or unapproachable; he just found these meaningless social gatherings exhausting. Having to put on a smiling face in front of everyone and deal with each person's small talk, all for the sake of ending up with a superficial "we've met before" kind of relationship, was just draining. He always felt that in this world, having one or two friends was enough. Like Jung-hyun, Soo-ji, and Kyle...Kyle. Whenever he thought of that name, it reminded him of the incident that had caused him sleepless nights for several days at the beginning of the school year. Taking a deep sigh, Ai Mu extinguished his cigarette in the trash can at the entrance of the apartment building, and while doing so, he found himself realizing that he had actually brought this "burden" of a junior roommate back to the apartment.

"Eh... Eh, you should wake up, right?" Fortunately, there was an elevator in the apartment, otherwise, she probably would have thrown him at the door in one breath and let him wake up from the cold himself. Ai Mu patted Ye Cang's face, unable to help but halt her hand, her cheeks were so hot.

"Mmm... Xiaoxi, don't move me..." Weakly pushing away Ai Mu's hand resting on his cheek, Yecang was murmuring his girlfriend's name while silly giggling, seemingly dreaming about something.

The doors of this entire apartment building are all equipped with electronic locks. Even if you call the property management, they won't be able to open them without knowing the password. Ai Mu glanced at Ye Cang, heaved a long sigh, and said, "Ugh..."

I pressed the electronic lock of my room, and with a beep-beep sound, the door opened. I supported Ye Cang and walked into my own apartment. I was too lazy to even turn on the lights, so I simply threw Ye Cang onto my bed.

Ai Mu rubbed her numb neck, which had been pressed. She laid directly on the sofa.

Ai Mu felt like every inch of her body was sinking into the soft leather. Gradually, she closed her eyes.

Fatigue quickly overwhelmed his entire body.

What is it?

There was something soft and warm, gently brushing across one's head.

Ai Mu reached up and brushed her long hair, but didn't touch anything.

Suddenly, a similar sensation came from his waist, as if something was moving on him. Ai Mu uncomfortably twisted his body, but the sensation did not disappear. On the contrary, it intensified and pushed his waist forward.

What is this sensation? A hand?!

Alert cells instantly dispelled any sleepiness from Ai Mu. He abruptly opened his eyes and was met with a pair of large, bright brown eyes staring down at him. Black hair cascaded softly onto his own face. Startled awake from his daze, Ai Mu tried to push away the person pressing down on him. However, he found that no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't budge them. All he could do was sink deeper into the sofa.

"Xiao Xi... Long time no see, I miss you so much..." A drunken breath escaped Ye Cang's lips as he gazed tenderly at Ai Mu, who lay beneath him. His alcohol-numbed mind conjured the face of his girlfriend, Zhang Xi'er.

"Huh?! Junior brother, you're still not sober from the alcohol?!"

Get up!...

"You've got the wrong person!! I'm not some... um..."

Ai Mu was shocked.

He had been explaining loudly, completely ignoring the "aggressiveness" of the person in front of him. Just as he was about to scold him harshly, the other person's slender tongue and lips directly covered his mouth.

Caught off guard by the forceful kiss, Ai Mu was at a loss for how to react.

Ye Cang's tongue slid continuously in his mouth, constantly probing deeper. Ai Mu exerted all his strength to push him away, but he was firmly held down by the other party. Now he understood why this person felt so heavy, with a hidden muscular physique!

I felt like I couldn't breathe under the dominance of this forceful kiss...

Suddenly, the tongue in her mouth pulled back, and Ai Mu violently sucked in a breath, incredulously looking at Ye Cang who had his eyes closed. He slowly wrapped his arms around Ai Mu, burying his entire head in the small hollow formed by Ai Mu's left neck and the sofa, with his soft lips occasionally brushing against Ai Mu's neck. Maintaining this posture, Ye Cang remained motionless, and in just a few seconds, he heard a faint exhale coming from his left ear.

Ai Mu was still in a state of shock, unable to fully awaken.

This person, getting frisky when drunk?

Ye Cang lay on his chest, his arms still wrapped around his own neck, making Ai Mu unable to breathe properly. He hadn't even had time to take off his outer clothes, and one person's body temperature had risen again, making even himself, who had always been afraid of the cold, feel stifling hot.

Sigh........

What on earth has been happening recently, what kind of misfortune have we brought upon ourselves...

Ai Mu tried to find a position where she could breathe normally, furrowing her brows and closing her eyes tightly.

This is the fifth consecutive day of insomnia...