Han Zixin brought An Xiulan to his place as she was drunk beyond words. She was talking gibberish all the way to his house. As he opened the door, he was carrying her on his shoulders and putting her lightly on the couch.
"Sit here and don't move, "Han Zixin said as he walked to the kitchen area to get her water. "Did you have a meal?"
"Did we have a meal?" An Xiulan asked, blinking her eyes and pointing her finger at herself. She smiled and giggled and said, "Baby, no! We didn't have a meal together. Shall we have a meal together?"
Han Zixin sighed. This little drunkard.
"How could we have a meal together?" An Xiulan giggled and asked, "You were so so far for me! Baby, why did you leave me alone? Didn't you even think of me? How will I leave without you? My heart was aching without your presence."
"I wasn't far from you, "Han Zixin said, coaxing her. "I'm with you. Look, I'm standing next to you."