"Sorry, my home is nearby, could you please give me a ride?"
"I'm afraid I'll have to sleep on the streets alone."
Forget about sleeping on the streets, it's still raining, it's winter again, and the man has to go to work tomorrow...
The man didn't want to be found "lying dead" on the street by early risers, and then be watched and pointed at, becoming a topic of conversation after dinner.
Maybe he will have to endure the unpleasant smell of disinfectant in the hospital and spend a lot of money.
I still need to ask for leave.
Even if there is no salary deduction for sick leave, his perfect attendance will be lost.
It's almost the end of the month.
He had a splitting headache, but a lot of things flashed out one after another, telling him that he must grab this "life-saving straw" in his hand.
"Please, it's really only a few steps away."
He suppressed the turmoil in his stomach and used all his strength to plead gently.
There was even a bit of pleading in his weak tone.
…
The concubine of the Rain Master's white eyes fell on the drunken human body. Even if it was held up by an adult man as a pole and withstood all the strength of the other party, it would not move at all.
It glanced at the human's hand grabbing its shoulder,
Trembling violently.
It seemed like he was about to let go in the next second, and then his whole body fell to the ground.
No matter how it works.
…
A strange light flashed in its eyes.
It's not like it has never encountered humans who can see it.
However, it is really the first time for humans who dare to touch it like this.
It's quite novel.
Not that I was offended or angry.
Probably...because the other party is a drunkard who is delirious.
It doesn't want or bother to argue with a drunkard.
I also know that this drunkard has no ill intentions.
Moreover, an expression that could be called a smile slowly appeared on its flat face. This human being probably still doesn't know who he is asking for help...what exactly is it?
It was a little curious about what the drunkard would see after he sobered up.
…
"Just move forward."
He didn't know whether it was because he was too drunk to hear, or the other party didn't answer him, but since the other party didn't push him away, he assumed that the other party agreed.
In case the other party regretted it, the man hurriedly pointed the way for him.
He felt the other person turn around and his hand slipped from the other person's shoulder.
His whole body was about to fall down.
He waved his hands randomly, trying to grab something nearby.
Then, he really caught something.
To be precise, the other party grabbed his arm.
…
He felt that his current posture was a bit unspeakable.
Like a little chicken being carried.
However, if someone is willing to send him home, he should be grateful. As for other things, he should not ask for too much.
Moreover, the opponent's strength is really great.
He felt that he could no longer exert any strength, but the other party kept dragging him forward steadily.
He touched the ground on his toes and was really dragged.
...
Is the other party a burly man?
Although he is thin and of average height, he is still an adult man after all.
The weight is naturally not light.
But in the opponent's hands, he was like a light rag doll.
His dropped hand couldn't help but move slightly.
However, the opponent's shoulders are obviously not thick.
He thought this kind person was a girl...
"Ah, wait!"
The red car he caught sight of out of the corner of his eye made him scream out.
If he remembered correctly, this red car was parked downstairs of his house.
…
He raised his head, squinted his eyes and took a hard look, then a happy smile appeared on his face, "This is the building."
"My home is on the second floor."
When he named the floor, he felt inexplicably confident.
Because if he lived on a high floor, he might be embarrassed to ask someone to send him up.
It was getting late, and even if he was drunk, he couldn't make himself feel at ease and trouble others like this.
Fortunately, the room he rented was on the second floor.
He was secretly proud of his foresight.
…
When he saw the door of his house, he breathed a heavy sigh of relief.
finally reached.
He inhaled slowly and stood up slightly straighter.
Hands habitually reach into pockets
Then, he discovered that the fabrics in his pants pockets were tightly stuck together because they were soaked by the rain.
It dawned on him.
Being "dragged" all the way back, he almost ignored the fact that it was still raining.
Wait, if a kind person wants to "drag" him, won't it be inconvenient to hold an umbrella?
Aren’t the kind people also wet?
Thinking of this, he anxiously wanted to turn his head to take a look, but the violent movement made him dizzy for a while.
"Huhu~"
He lowered his head and gasped loudly.
The embarrassed look made him a little irritable.
He took a deep breath and no longer rushed to check on the good Samaritan, but focused on searching for the key in his pocket.
Let some kindhearted people do some simple tidying up in the house later.
It's good to at least wipe your face with a towel.
His original plan was to let the well-wishers leave when he arrived at the door of his house.
After all, it delayed the other party a lot of time, so the other party must be in a hurry to go home, right?
But now, he may have to delay the other party a little longer.
…
"Click~"
The man opened the door.
The room was dark.
He wanted to turn on the light, but he was unable to do so.
Then he was stunned.
The kind man didn't stop and led him straight forward.
...
The man was half-slumped on the sofa, looking at the darkness in front of him. He blinked his eyes, and as his eyes adapted to the darkness, he could vaguely see the outline of the lights on the ceiling.
Good Samaritans have really good eyesight.
He sighed.
The familiar posture just now was just like at home.
It didn't hit anything.
He turned to look at the kind man standing beside him, "Thank you, if it weren't for you-"
His voice stopped suddenly.
"…African?!"
After a few breaths, a surprised voice sounded.
The man was stunned.
Could it be that I was drunk and dazzled?
But how could anyone mistake this dark complexion that almost blends into the darkness?
He is dazzled, not blind!
Was it actually a foreign friend who helped him?
The man felt that his chaotic brain was awakened by this unexpected fact.
There were so many Chinese people on the street, why did he just drag a foreigner along?
And she's really a girl.
Such great strength...
He smacked his lips.
I wonder if she can speak Chinese?
Thinking of how he had forced others to send him home...
He thought the other party had acquiesced.
Did it turn out that you didn’t understand what he said at all?
The embarrassing situation made the man feel like he was sober.
He reached out and rubbed his forehead vigorously.
Close your eyes and open them, close them again and open them again...