A Beta Who Was Courted Crazily for Love (Translated)

Chapter 73 & 74

Chapter 73 & 74

"Hiss!" Yang An opened his eyes in a daze, struggling to prop himself up.

His head hurt so much... Yang An stared at the ceiling, his mind blank. What happened before he fell asleep?

"Xiao An." Yu Qingyan maneuvered his wheelchair, waving his hand in front of Yang An's eyes, asking gently, "What's wrong?"

Yang An turned his head, first in silence, then slowly said, "What happened just now?"

"You were drunk. After I gave you a hangover remedy, you fell asleep. Now..." Yu Qingyan glanced at B01, the screen suddenly lighting up, and a slight smile appeared at the corners of his mouth as he said leisurely, "The timing is just right. We can head to the music festival now."

"I was drunk..." Yang An pressed his forehead, racking his brain to recall the memory before he fell asleep, with a few lingering fragments flashing through his mind.

Ah, damn it, he remembered!

"I'm sorry, Qingyan. I didn't expect to be such a lightweight..." Yang An looked at the table full of mixed drinks, his tone weak. Honestly, he used to drink well in his previous life and thought he would be fine this time, but—

One drink and he was drunk, one drink and he was out, one drink and he was rambling!

"It's okay, Xiao An, you were cute when you were drunk." Yu Qingyan's arm rested on his knee, his fingertips gently kneading.

Yu Qingyan remained calm on the surface but felt a hint of regret inside. If it weren't for the music festival tonight, he would have wanted to enjoy Yang An's drunk state a bit longer.

Yang An: ...

He slowly lowered his head, unable to stop himself from covering his face with both hands. How embarrassing! And cute?!

"Let's head out." Yang An took a deep breath, shifting his gaze away. No, he had to escape this place first!

Yu Qingyan's long lashes drooped slightly, his fingertips tightening their grip. His eyes sparkled with affection, "Alright, let's go."

Beach Open Area

The central mechanical structure was large and towering, with temperature control panels hanging in mid-air, emitting swirling white mist. Blue and purple electronic lights swept across, and colorful light tubes swayed amidst the dark crowd. The gray revolving doors, simply enclosed, were constantly bustling with people coming and going.

"So many people." Yang An was shocked by the scene and couldn't help but bend down. "Qingyan, how about we don't squeeze in?"

Actually, he wasn't that fond of electronic rock music.

Yang An felt his eardrums vibrating from the drumbeats of the stage, and his head was buzzing.

Yu Qingyan looked up and gently grabbed Yang An's arm. "Let's not go..."

"What?" Yang An only heard the first two words clearly before a thunderous roar erupted from the stage, causing the ground to shake.

"I said..." Yu Qingyan extended his hand, pressing it against the back of Yang An's neck with slight pressure, his lips brushing lightly against Yang An's earlobe. "We can use a special channel to get to the front row without having to squeeze with the crowd."

A special channel?

"Oh, why didn't you say so earlier?"

Yu Qingyan chuckled lightly, tilting his head slightly, bringing their faces closer together, with a hint of intimacy. "I thought this kind of experience... would be something people your age enjoy."