The air grew increasingly oppressive, with distant rumbles of thunder coming from the horizon. The owners of several barbecue stalls loudly discussed whether to pull up the canopies.
——Looks like there's going to be a heavy rain!
Zhu Yuwen's heart skipped a beat upon hearing this.
He also shared a rental with someone, and his place had a strict rule against overnight guests. Moreover, Su Tiankuo was drunk.
So, he stopped drinking and quickly thought of how to send him back.
He had to work tomorrow, and even a taxi ride to the nearest subway station would cost ten or twenty yuan. Moreover, it was late, and with a drunkard, he might catch the last subway, but what about the return trip? The crucial part was that after getting off the subway, he'd have to take a 40-minute bus ride, and in the dead of night, where could he find a bus?
His buddy's place was also too remote. If he sent him back, what about work the next day?
