DRUNK BAO IS THE WORST BAO!*

I found a hotel near the train station after one train attendant's suggestion. I went there with Meng Bao, who was carried by the train attendants all the way to the hotel. He was still dead drunk, mumbling a few stuff, singing happy birthday, sometimes frantically struggled because he said someone was touching him besides his beloved Jie.

Some of the train attendants' make-up was ruined because Meng Bao's hands rubbed all over their faces. I pitied them a bit, to be honest, but I had no time to pity and console them.

Because I still had to take care of a big baby, a big drunk baby who acted like a madman when he was drunk. 

The receptionist was surprised when he saw this. He then asked for identification. I searched around in Meng Bao's jeans and found his wallet. 

Then I took Meng Bao's id, and there was his name written clearly.

-Yang Menghuo-