Lu Yinxing felt very clear-headed, yet she also felt like she was drunk.
On the one hand, Lu Yinxing knew she had drunk a lot and was clear enough to think about many things.
The drunkenness came from feeling like her rationality was gradually slipping away.
In the deep of the night, all she felt was an overwhelming flood of longing.
Lu Yinxing especially missed Xia Ye, missed him to the point of madness.
So Lu Yinxing picked up her phone and, in the end, dialed that number.
The call was connected quickly: "Yinxing?"
Lu Yinxing finally heard Xia Ye's voice.
Her heart suddenly felt immensely satisfied.
Xia Ye sensed something was off.
Because Lu Yinxing wasn't speaking on the other end.
Xia Ye asked in a steady voice, "Is there something you need?"
Lu Yinxing finally chuckled, "Nothing much, just wanted to hear your voice."
Hearing Lu Yinxing's voice, Xia Ye frowned, "You've been drinking?"
Lu Yinxing laughed, "Yeah, just a little."
