A Moment Too Late [GL] by cat喵

Chapter 67

Went to a room?

Is it the kind of thing she’s thinking?

By now, the restaurant was getting busier, and Nan Xue stood there, feeling dizzy despite not having had any alcohol.

How could this be?

Rationally, she thought it couldn’t be true—Shu Yubai wasn’t that kind of person. But the next moment, she remembered that Shu Yubai had drunk so much red wine and might already be drunk. What could happen after becoming intoxicated, especially after returning with You Fu?

The color drained quickly from her face. She bent down slightly, picked up her small bag from the chair, and hurried outside.

Bei Zhen watched her slender figure with some confusion: It was just a joke. Why the rush?

Where did they go?

Would they be in the room they were staying in?

In the hotel corridor, the silence was profound. The soft carpet muffled the sound of footsteps. As soon as the elevator opened, Nan Xue hurried toward the room, fearing that something undesirable might happen if she was even a second late.

At the end of the long corridor was a small window, and the light coming through the window illuminated the room number. Nan Xue confirmed it, feeling slightly flustered as she fumbled with her room card, hesitating for a moment before finally daring to open the door.

The room was empty.

The suitcase was open and strewn messily on the floor, and the soft curtains fluttered in the breeze.

They weren’t here.

Nan Xue frowned, her heart rate quickening with anxiety.

Where was You Fu’s room?

She hadn’t paid any attention to where she was staying, only remembering it seemed to be upstairs. But with so many rooms upstairs, how could she find it? Frustrated, she fumbled with her phone, dialing Shu Yubai’s number.

Beep, beep, beep.

The call connected, and Nan Xue’s heart tightened. Just as she was about to speak, the call was abruptly ended.

She had hung up on her own call.

Nan Xue stared blankly at the phone screen, the call lasted only two seconds before being cut off. What were they doing?

Were they kissing?

Or had they already started something else?

Her heart ached, and she paced in place like a trapped animal. Just as she was about to go downstairs to the front desk to inquire about the room number, her phone suddenly rang.

She glanced down.

It was Shu Yubai?

Why was she calling back?

Nan Xue swiped the screen and answered, her voice faintly trembling.

“Hello?”

On the other end.

Shu Yubai, holding a towel, was handing it to You Fu while answering the call.

You Fu stood nearby, continuing to wipe with the towel.

Earlier, Shu Yubai might have been somewhat drunk and had not steadied her wine glass properly. While watching Nan Xue leave, she was distracted and didn’t notice that the glass was tilted, causing red wine to spill all over You Fu’s coat.

Shu Yubai, flustered, apologized and offered one of her spare coats for You Fu to wear. They then went upstairs together.

The coat was stained with wine, creating a large, deep red mark, and the smell of the red wine was quite strong.