Emotionally stable, but continuing to go crazy

"Bathroom..." Wei Zhe'an could hardly utter a complete sentence. The dizzy feeling made him feel like he would vomit as soon as he opened his mouth.

The waiter helped him to the bathroom, handed him a bottle of mouthwash, and carefully closed the door for him. After Wei Zhe'an vomited, he felt a little better, but his body was still weak.

He tidied himself in front of the sink, rinsed his mouth, and then washed his face with cold water to refresh himself. When he closed his eyes, he heard the sound of the door opening. At first he didn't care, but Seventeen in his mind shouted anxiously: "An An, watch out behind you!!!"

Wei Zhe'an's reaction was a little slow, and it took him a few seconds to understand Seventeen's warning.

At this moment, Seventeen anxiously jumped onto the sink, gathered his strength and jumped up to pounce on Wei Zhe'an. As Wei Zhe'an was already standing unsteadily, after being pounced on by Seventeen, he staggered back a few steps to the left and back, avoiding the man behind him.

Only then did he see clearly that there was more than one person coming in. The man behind him just now was burly, holding a towel in his hand, and exuding a pungent smell of chemicals.

There was a relatively thin man standing at the door. He didn't come over but was paying attention to the movements here, as if he was keeping watch.

Wei Zhe'an sobered up instantly, but the alcohol made his body's reaction slow. The bathroom was small and the only exit was blocked. He knew it would be difficult for him to fight against the big guy.

He dodged the man's hand again, crawled to the innermost compartment, quickly locked the door, and then took out his cell phone with trembling hands to call for help.

His first reaction was to seek help from Li Jinhe, but reason told him that it was unrealistic to expect Li Jinhe to appear here instantly to save him.

So he quickly dialed Xu Wenbin's number, and at the same time, the strange man outside the door began to knock on the door hard, making a "bang bang bang" sound.

Although they never spoke, the feeling of oppression became stronger and stronger, causing Wei Zhe'an's heartbeat to accelerate.

The "beep-beep" sound coming from the phone seemed particularly long and anxious. Just when Wei Zhe'an was about to lose his patience, the call was finally connected.

Xu Wenbin's voice revealed obvious anxiety: "An An, where are you?" Wei Zhe'an tried his best to keep his voice steady and urgently asked for help: "Brother Bin, I'm in the public toilet, help me!"

He felt that he had spoken at the top of his voice, but he seemed to be trembling due to tension and fear.

Fortunately, Xu Wenbin heard him clearly: "Which bathroom? I searched this entire floor, but I didn't see you. Where are you?"

Wei Zhe'an felt even more uneasy. Was there something wrong with the waiter? He didn't care if anyone could see Seventeen, and hurriedly asked the cat outside the door for help: "Seventeen! Where is this?"

Seventeen quickly ran out to look at the floor sign, and his mind responded to him: "Fourteenth floor, fourteenth floor!"

He immediately told Xu Wenbin the information: "I'm in the public restroom on the 14th floor! There are two men blocking me! Hurry and bring them up!"

Xu Wenbin felt even more confused after hearing this. He hadn't noticed when he came in. Was this building so high? Their box was on the third floor. How did Wei Zhe'an get to the fourteenth floor?

He was extremely anxious and quickly thought of a solution: "Don't hang up, I'll come find you right away, hide first."

He looked around and found that everyone in the box was drunk and unconscious. It was obvious that no one could be relied on at the moment. He held the phone tightly, not daring to hang up the call with Wei Zhe'an, while distractingly listening to the movements of Wei Zhe'an.

He found Tong Yang's cell phone from him and quickly dialed Li Jinhe's number.

At the same time, Wei Zhe'an hid in the corner, holding his mobile phone tightly, and stared at the door of the cubicle with a nervous expression.

After he made the call, the knocking on the door stopped. They should know that he had found someone to help, so they should leave, right?

He asked Seventeen carefully, "Have they left?" Seventeen had already run back and was standing guard outside the cubicle door. He responded, "They're out. Do you want to escape now?"

Wei Zhe'an made a quick decision. He had to leave here. If those two people came back and blocked him here again, the consequences would be disastrous. He pushed the door open with trembling hands and ran out staggeringly. Seventeen led the way for him.

The floor they were on was not a KTV box area, and the corridor was relatively narrow, more like a hotel room area. The lights in the corridor were dim, and the carpet reduced the echo of footsteps.

Suddenly, Seventeen slammed on the brakes: "They're back, they're about to turn around!"

Wei Zhe'an was panicked. There was no place to hide in the corridor except the corner in front. He could see the end at a glance. In desperation, he hid in a room with a half-open door.

Seventeen squatted outside the door, closely watching the movements of the two strange men. They walked through this room and went straight to the bathroom.

Just when Seventeen was about to relax and let Wei Zhe'an come out, he suddenly heard the sound of the door handle being pressed.

It turns out that this room is not empty, there is another person hiding inside!

Wei Zhe'an leaned against the door, twisting the door handle frantically with both hands - but the door was locked and could not be opened. His heartbeat accelerated, and his eyes revealed tension and fear.

The man in front of him was fat and had a greasy face. Since Wei Zhe'an was taller than him, he could clearly see the sparse hair on the other's head.

The man held a small syringe in his hand, the liquid inside was unknown, and he showed a lewd smile on his face: "It's Xiao Wei, don't be afraid, as long as you cooperate with me, I won't hurt you."

The man was wrapped loosely in a bathrobe, and although his steps were neither fast nor slow, he was approaching Wei Zhe'an step by step.

Wei Zhe'an was extremely anxious, his thoughts were racing in his mind, and various key words kept emerging, but he had no time to sort them out.

He had no way to retreat and could only try to remain calm and delay time as much as possible, hoping that Xu Wenbin would come up to find him.

He subconsciously clenched his fist, but suddenly found that the phone in his hand was gone. In panic, he didn't know where he threw the phone. At this moment, he was even more frightened and anxious.

"Are you the Mr. Zhang that Qiu Weibing mentioned?" Wei Zhe'an tried to remain calm, but his voice still revealed a hint of trembling, unable to conceal his inner uneasiness.

The man showed an even more obscene smile on his face. He did not answer directly, but stepped closer to Wei Zhe'an: "Don't resist, be obedient, this should be a pleasant thing, I don't want to hurt you."

As he said this, he reached out to grab Wei Zhe'an's arm.