Let's, Fall In Love Again [ SandRay ]

Chapter-5

When it was time to go home, Ray's vision was blurry but he stood up straight. Although his face was dyed like peach blossoms, he was still quite intimidating, as if he was completely sober.

Wei couldn't figure out how much he drank but brought him to the car and helped him inside. The driver was sitting in the front seat but Wei was still uneasy and asked, "Can you go back by yourself? Do you want me to drive you home?"

Ray was lying in the backseat, his eyes wet after drinking. His eyes met Wei's with an indescribable seductive taste.

On the other hand, his mouth was asking for a beating. "With your thin arms and legs? Can you even help me? I'm afraid you'll be robbed instead."

Wei's teeth itched.

He saw Ray holding his chin with one hand and even though his eyes were somewhat hazy, he guessed that this drunkard still retained consciousness.

He closed the car door. "Get out of here and send me a message when you reach home."

Ray nodded coldly. Wei waved at him, gesturing for him to get out of his sight.

Wei was both amused and annoyed at the same time.

It was already late and the roads weren't crowded so the car soon arrived at the base of Ray's apartment.

He paid the fare to the driver with what remaining sobriety he had and locked the car himself. Taking out the car keys, he staggered to the elevator.

However, when he arrived at his door, he couldn't open it. His fingerprints were declined several times and the screen remained unchanged.

His muddled brain also couldn't remember the passcode.

After several failed attempts, a long beep sounded and his house was automatically locked.

Ray was stunned and realised afterwards that he seemed to be locked out of his own house.

Undeterred, he pressed the lock a few more times but it continued ringing out and he eventually got annoyed.

Ray couldn't do anything else. He couldn't ask Chico to open the door for him. At this point, Chico, an elderly dog with a sleep schedule, had probably already entered the kennel to rest.

He thought, fortunately, he prepared dinner for Chico. At least his son wasn't starving.

He couldn't stand steadily and simply sat on the ground.

He didn't know what to do now and his mind was chaotic. The night breeze also failed to clear his mind.

Once drunk, people lose their senses.

He forgot that he could go to Wei or that he could stay in a hotel. Instead, he simply wondered if he should sleep at the door.

He had dwelled at the door for less than two minutes when the door opposite him suddenly swung open.

From inside, a tall and cold handsome man wearing grey home clothes stepped out and frowned at him.