Chapter 73
The next day, Yoren was woken up from his sleep by Snowsant.
"Big Windmill, get up, get up, get up, get up."
Yoren groggily opened his eyes and found himself in an extravagantly luxurious room.
Last night, he and ACE had drunk until midnight. Though he was an adult, back in his original world, the most he would drink was a couple of beers with Zhang Yuan at a food stall when feeling down. As the saying went, a friend wasn't about sharing expensive wine—it was about finding the right person to drink with. Last night, he had toasted with ACE and drank to his heart's content.
He couldn't quite remember what happened afterward. But since it was Brother ACE, he must have ended up saying everything he had bottled up inside. His vague memory recalled ACE talking with him all night long, tearful and snot-nosed.
Not that it mattered what they had talked about. Whether it was heroics or painful memories, it wouldn't change the future. When he woke up, Yoren only remembered one thing:
Even with a pounding headache, thinking about it made him laugh to himself into his pillow.
"Oh hey hey."
Snowsant, packing her backpack on the couch, gave him a weird look. "Big Windmill, why are you giggling?"
Yoren grinned. "Snowsant, this time we don't have to wander around like headless flies."
"Huh? Aren't we leaving?"