Chapter 727 Both of Them Were Startled

The white-clothed man squatting by the door of the room was eating when there was a slight sound of footsteps. Looking back, he saw that it was a drunkard.

He opened his mouth, and was about to say hello to him, but he saw that the alcoholic was a little absent-minded, even walking with his head down slightly, and he didn't see him.

After reaching the door of the room, his footsteps slowed down, and finally stopped directly. He held a bag of things in one hand and put the doorknob on the other, but he did not open the door for a long time.

He just lowered his head slightly, not knowing what to think.

I don't know if it's because the alcoholic is relatively thin. In this long and wide corridor, his figure looks very lonely. His whole body seems to be surrounded by despair and helplessness, and the atmosphere is inexplicably depressed and sad.

It made Bai Yi, who was originally in a good mood, feel a little defeated.

The white-clothed man who was about to call out to him immediately shut his mouth, looking at the alcoholic who seemed to be in a bad state, a little strange.

After a while, the drunkard still didn't intend to open the door, his whole body seemed to be still, maintaining that posture, motionless.

Finally, he moved, but he just pressed his forehead against the door lightly, holding the bag in one hand, and still holding the doorknob with the other hand.

Looking from the angle of the white clothes, he saw the alcoholic put his forehead against the door, then gradually closed his eyes, and vaguely heard a sigh.

Although he could only see a side face shrouded in shadows, Bai Yi could feel the fatigue all over his body.

It's not the kind of physical exhaustion caused by work and life, but mental fatigue, so tired that the whole person will collapse.

Obviously the lights in the corridor are bright, but the surroundings around him feel dim.

Seeing that the alcoholic was motionless with his eyes closed, Bai Yi thought he was asleep.

"Drunkard?" He tentatively called him in a low voice, but the drunkard didn't respond at all, as if he didn't hear.

Bai Yi looked at the unresponsive alcoholic, looked back at the little gray cat sleeping soundly on the bed, then stood up, took the meal, and walked towards the alcoholic softly.

Although his footsteps were not loud, there were still some, but until he walked to the drunkard's side, he didn't attract the drunkard's attention.

He seemed, really fell asleep.

Bai Yi raised his hand, patted the drunkard's shoulder lightly, and whispered: "Hello."

The drunkard was startled, and suddenly opened his eyes. While turning his head to look at the white clothes, he subconsciously hid the bag of things in his hand behind his back, and the "squeak" sound made by the plastic bag was obvious.

He seemed a little panicked, and his eyes were even more flustered, as if he was a thief.

Bai Yi was startled by his reaction, and he took half a step back, almost losing the food in his hand.

The alcoholic, who was originally panicked, breathed a sigh of relief when he saw who was taking pictures of him. Although he still had some lingering fears, he quickly calmed down.

"I'm going, I thought you were asleep, and I was shocked." Bai Yi had just said the first two words, but suddenly remembered something, and immediately lowered his voice again. For fear of waking up the little guy in the room.

"... When did you come?" The alcoholic was so frightened that he couldn't even breathe smoothly.

"I've been squatting at the door, staring at you for a long time, and I called you, but you didn't seem to hear."

"What are you doing squatting at the door?"

Hearing Bai Yi's last sentence "You don't seem to have heard", the drunkard's heart stopped for two beats.

He really didn't hear...

"Eat, do you want to have a bite?" Bai Yi put the bowl in his hand in front of him.