Trajectory 2: entangled curves

Finally, the dinner was over. Everyone stood up, and after greeting each other, some were talking and laughing, some were leaning on their backs, and they all slowly moved towards Zhuge Yihua, surrounding him as he walked out.

No one cared about Zhuge Qinuo who didn't go out.

But this is what she wants, because it is really hard for her to hold on in front of others.

Only after she saw the last people leave and walk a long way did she take a deep breath, sit back heavily on the chair, support her forehead with her right hand, press her temple, and rub it twice. Perhaps it was because her tense nerves suddenly relaxed, and the alcohol smell was like a valve opened, rushing to her head. She felt dizzy and simply fell asleep on her arms. "Are you okay?" A voice suddenly appeared.

It’s Ye Mingyuan.

Zhuge Qinuo sat up in shock as if by reflex. She was already dizzy from the hasty action, and now it felt as if there were ten thousand little sticks hitting her nerves in her head.

Zhuge Qinuo: "Teacher Ye? Why are you back?"

Ye Mingyuan: "What do you mean I came back? I didn't leave."

Zhuge Qinuo just realized that she hadn't noticed whether Ye Mingyuan had gone out before. She didn't care whether he had left or why he appeared here. She just said, "I'm sorry for making you see me so embarrassed."

"You are being polite. You just lied down for a while, why are you so embarrassed?" Ye Mingyuan was still sober from the voice, "You drank too much, is there anything I can help you with?"

"No need, I can do it myself." Zhuge Qinuo said.

She wasn't trying to show off. She was waiting for the waiter to come and take her bag and help her get a room.

After a while, the waiter came in with her bag in her hand.

When Zhuge Qinuo saw the person coming, he stood up with his hands on the table and wanted to take it.

Ye Mingyuan saw it and said, "Give it to me!"

The waiter took one look at him and handed him the bag without much hesitation.

She wanted to call the waiter, but her body was so weak that she was relying solely on her consciousness to hold on. She didn't even have the strength to raise her hand or speak loudly.

Seeing that she had stood up but didn't move, Ye Mingyuan walked over and handed her the bag: "Can you still walk?"

She clutched the bag tightly and said, "I can walk."

Being able to walk means not needing assistance.

On the other side, everyone surrounded Zhuge Yihua and walked out.

"Director Zhuge, please settle the bill. It's embarrassing for a group of grown men to have a meal with a girl."

"Hey, why doesn't Director Zhuge come out?"

……

They talked a lot. The speaker was unintentional, but the listener was attentive. This made Zhuge Yihua notice that Zhuge Qinuo did not come out. Also not coming out was her teacher, the principal surnamed Ye.

After a group of people walked out of the hall, they said goodbye to Zhuge Yihua one after another, leaving only his assistant and one or two people who had drunk less to chat with him in the coffee bar in the hotel lobby.

Knowing that Zhuge Qinuo had not come out, Zhuge Yihua became a little restless, and would occasionally glance at the passage they had just walked through.

Zhuge Qinuo followed Ye Mingyuan with a stagger.

Ye Mingyuan: "Have you called a taxi? Do you want me to call a taxi to take you back first? I think you can't do it yourself."

Zhuge Qinuo: "No need, Mr. Ye. I'll just sit on the sofa in the lobby for a while."

Ye Mingyuan: "That's fine!"

The two chatted intermittently. Ye Mingyuan was beside Zhuge Qinuo, walking slowly, following her pace. He raised his hand, not touching her, but just pretending to protect her, fearing that she would accidentally fall in her high heels.

Zhuge Qinuo was not as embarrassed as she had imagined about Ye Mingyuan's care. Perhaps she should have been embarrassed, but her nerves were numbed by alcohol, and she did not seem to feel anything unusual about Ye Mingyuan's concern.

This scene was still seen by Zhuge Yihua, and it was not what he saw. He laughed at himself for being stupid, and tried hard to control himself from looking at them, but he couldn't help but cast his eyes over them frequently.

Zhuge Qinuo sat down on the sofa in the lobby but could not feel the sword-like gaze. She felt cold all over, her legs were weak, and her stomach was uncomfortable. Only her consciousness was still clear. She really wanted to hold on for a while, but she had a strong feeling that if Ye Mingyuan left, she would probably make a fool of herself in this lobby. She gritted her teeth and said, "Teacher Ye, maybe you can help me." She raised her wallet, "My ID card and money are in it. Please help me get a room. My legs are weak and I can't stand up."

Perhaps in the plot of the TV series, this was a naked invitation to "do hair", but he felt that Zhuge Qinuo in front of him had given all his trust to him.

Ye Mingyuan didn't say much, he simply took the wallet and went to do his business.

Zhuge Yihua saw all these actions. He couldn't help but purse his lips and let out a long sigh. The person chatting opposite him naturally noticed that he was absent-minded, and after a few pleasantries, he stood up and said goodbye.

Zhuge Yihua asked his assistant to buy some hangover medicine. He could no longer bear to observe with only his peripheral vision, and he wanted to be alone and boldly "appreciate" the "good show" of the two people over there.

Ye Mingyuan checked in the room and put Zhuge Qinuo's bag on his back. Then he walked to Zhuge Qinuo who was sitting on the side and slowly helped her up: "It's ready. I'll take you upstairs."

"No, I can walk by myself." In addition to speaking, she also wanted to break free from his support.

"Don't be so stubborn. Let me take you to the elevator and then you go to the room by yourself, okay?" Ye Mingyuan suggested.

Zhuge Qinuo did not refuse again, and just walked on. The more she walked, the more helpless she felt about the dizziness. Her mind was still clear, but her body was weak and numb. She didn't even know when Ye Mingyuan was gently supporting her.

Zhuge Yihua watched the two of them walk towards the elevator, her heart frozen into ice. As an adult, she knew that sending someone upstairs was not just sending someone upstairs. There was no doubt about what would happen when a man and a woman were alone.

"I should have thought of it earlier. No wonder the guy named Ye was so obvious in blocking her from drinking. After all, I was too stupid and thought it was some kind of teacher-student friendship. It was my fault that I was so self-indulgent and tried to find a way to help her out of the predicament. Does she need it? She doesn't need it at all! Yes, who is she, Zhuge Qinuo? Does she need a flower-guarding messenger? When will it be my turn? And I'm still thinking about buying medicine for her? I'm really ridiculous, so ridiculous." He had already slapped himself twice in his heart.

"But is it my turn to be angry here? Not my turn! She is already married. Obviously, this Ye Mingyuan is not her husband. If anyone should be angry, it should be the other man, the one who was cheated on." After thinking this way, he finally felt relieved.