Chapter 729 Did Tsing Yi Abuse You

He wanted to ask: Did Tsing Yi abuse you?

"Understood." The drunkard replied, and quickly closed the door.

The moment he closed the door, he breathed a sigh of relief, his highly tense nerves relaxed, and after he relaxed, his whole body was full of fatigue.

He leaned his entire back against the door, tilted his head slightly, and looked at the dim room. His brain slowly stopped functioning, and he just stood there quietly.

The room fell into extreme silence, so quiet that he could clearly feel his own breathing. This kind of silence made people dislike it from the bottom of his heart, because it would make him feel abandoned by the whole world.

Confusion, fear, emptiness, loneliness, all kinds of negative emotions went straight into his heart, infinitely amplifying and spreading the despair and helplessness in his heart to the whole chest, making him almost unable to breathe.

He lifted the back of his head against the door, and then slammed the back of his head against the door.

There was a muffled sound of "boom", which made people's heart beat as they heard it.

A burst of pain spread to the back of his head, accompanied by bursts of intense dizziness, as if he had a concussion, and he felt that his brain and soul were peeled off.

He didn't know what he was doing, he only knew that his heart was so full of despair that it was about to explode, which made him wish he could cut open his chest with a knife and dig out his heart so as to take the despair away from his heart.

He suddenly missed Tsing Yi very much, really missed it, never thought about it this way, never wanted to see him so urgently, he almost acted like an unreasonable child.

Very eagerly, he took out the phone from his pocket, unlocked it, opened the address book, quickly found Tsing Yi's number, and dialed it without thinking.

For some reason, the phone that usually rings twice at most can be connected, but the other party has not answered it for a long time.

Obviously it was a normal waiting time, but for the alcoholic, it was so long that the endless darkness in the room at this moment made him mad and scared, and even a little irritable.

"drunkard?"

Until Tsing Yi's gentle and pleasant voice came from the mobile phone, for a moment, he seemed to be comforted, and suddenly calmed down.

The drunkard was leaning against the door, holding the phone in one hand and the bag of medicine in the other. The moment he heard Tsing Yi's voice, he laughed along with him.

Like a lost child who finally found a home.

Tears also welled up.

"Drunkard? Are you listening?" Tsing Yi, who didn't get a response from the drunkard, raised his voice and called him again.

"En." The drunkard replied from his throat, only to find that his throat was astringent and congested, as if he was choked by something.

"What's the matter with calling me? I was driving, so it was a little late to answer the call." Tsing Yi explained.

The drunkard took the phone away from himself, took a few deep breaths, and finally felt that his throat was not so uncomfortable, so he put the phone back to his ear and said, "No, I just wanted to ask when you will be back?"

"Well... About another twenty minutes. I'm on the way. What's the matter? Is there something wrong?"

"No, just asking, be careful on the road."

"..." Tsing Yi was stunned, a little surprised.

Alcoholics rarely take the initiative to call him, and even when there is nothing wrong, they just ask him when he will be back.

Never before.

It's just that the alcoholic's temperament has changed a lot recently, and he won't call him when there is nothing wrong.