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At this moment, Anna was filled with questions and had no time to answer him, so she said, "I happened to run into him. Can you tell me where the dormitory is? I’ll take him back, but could someone from the dorm come down to meet us? He’s drunk, and if I take him up myself, I’m afraid fans might see us."
"Oh, I see. But the company gave us a week off, and it seems like everyone has gone home or is traveling," Sehun replied.
"What?!" Anna was puzzled.
"Hey! I'm coming!" On the other end of the phone, Sehun was excitedly talking to someone else. Anna knew he was either at a nightclub or partying with friends. Not wanting to disturb him any further, Anna said, "Okay, I understand. Thank you, Sehun."
"No problem! Just make sure to take good care of Brother Can-ryeol! I’ll hang up now, Miss Anna."
Before Anna could finish saying goodbye, Sehun eagerly ended the call.
With a helpless sigh, she placed her phone back next to Park Chan-yeol and noticed he still showed no signs of waking up.
She released the brake and pressed the accelerator, heading in the direction of home.
"You... why... Sister Yura..." Park Chan-yeol mumbled something incoherent, his voice soft and intermittent, making it hard to understand. At times he laughed, while at others he seemed to be softly sobbing...
"After finally getting a break, why not go home or have some fun? Instead, you come looking for me and get this drunk. If it weren't for all the times you've helped me and your good looks, I would have left you by the roadside to fend for yourself. Who is Sister Yura anyway? If you miss her so much, why not go find her?" Anna rambled nervously to herself all the way.
Feeling too exhausted to carry him upstairs, she had no choice but to lay Chan-yeol on the sofa. She helped him take off his shoes, wrung out a warm towel, and wiped his face and hands clean. Perhaps feeling more comfortable now, Chan-yeol's previously furrowed brow relaxed as he breathed evenly and peacefully.
Seeing that he could finally sleep well, Anna let out a sigh of relief. Just as she was about to get up and rest on the sofa, Park Chan-yeol, lying in bed, suddenly began to gag. Realizing he was about to vomit, Anna quickly grabbed a vase from the coffee table and held it up to Chan-yeol's mouth, the smell of alcohol instantly filling the room.
After emptying his stomach, Park Chan-yeol, still dazed, slightly opened his eyes and saw Anna frantically tidying up beside him. He managed a faint smile before drifting back to sleep.
Meanwhile, Anna cleaned out the contents of the vase and wiped Chan-yeol's face. Not daring to leave him too far away, she found a blanket to cover him and sat down on the carpet, worried he might have another episode. She held on for an unknown amount of time before eventually leaning against the sofa and unknowingly closing her eyes.
As the effects of the alcohol gradually wore off, Chan-yeol felt as if his mouth and throat were on fire. He opened his eyes; the unfamiliar surroundings jolted him awake. Turning his head, he saw Anna Zheng sleeping on the floor beside the sofa. Memories slowly returned to him. Chan-yeol realized he must have drunk too much to end up here.
Carefully lifting the blanket so as not to wake her, he moved slightly, but Anna still opened her eyes.
"You’re awake?" Anna's voice was hoarse.
"I'm a bit thirsty," Chan-yeol replied with a smile.
Anna rubbed her eyes, her legs feeling numb. Struggling to stand up from the floor, she said, "Wait a moment, I'll go get some water."
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