Dinner was at the Sun Family's home. It was a large group, and Sun Jiaming, Li Zhi, and Dingzi drank quite a bit.
Gu'er looked at Sun Jiaming lying on the bed. His eyes were closed and his face was slightly flushed. If she got close, she could smell the alcohol on his breath.
Gu'er fetched some water, wrung out a washcloth, and wiped Sun Jiaming's face. Once she had tidied up, she turned off the light. The moment she got into bed, she was pulled into an embrace.
She initially thought Sun Jiaming would use the alcohol as an excuse to get intimate with her, but he didn't. He just held her, silent for a long time.
'Maybe Sun Jiaming is just drunk,' Gu'er thought. Nestled in his arms, she felt very safe, and she slowly started to drift off.
Just as she was hovering in that space between dream and reality, she suddenly heard Sun Jiaming whisper next to her ear, "Gu'er, in your dream, what was Zhou Mei's cousin like?"
