The night finally wound down past three in the morning.
After everyone arranged for designated drivers or pick-ups, they finally reached the KTV room after four.
Song, finding the ride stuffy, opted not to share a car with the others and stayed behind with Jiang Wei.
By the time the two entered the private room, couples who had caught each other's eye were already belting out tunes.
In a massive, top-tier room, with sofas arranged in two sets, a sprawling crowd of over 20 people, complemented by two coffee tables laden with drinks, created a truly spectacular scene.
On the way, Song had already made an agreement with Jiang Wei.
She wouldn't proactively help in getting WeChat details; at most, she'd offer moral support here.
If Jiang Wei could get the number, great. If not, so be it. She'd only give Jiang Wei half an hour.
Jiang Wei, dragging Song's arm, scanned the room until she spotted Lei Dongyi amidst the crowd.
He was surrounded by a group of guys, engaged in conversation.
Jiang Wei, feigning greetings to others, steered Song over and sat them down in the middle of the group.
Song, as usual, wasn't interested in their conversation. When others greeted her, she pretended not to hear due to the noise, ignoring everyone.
Her attention was entirely focused on the fruit platter on the coffee table.
The platter held a stack of grapes, a bunch of oranges, and some bananas and apples.
Normally not one for fruit, Song found herself developing a craving out of sheer boredom.
She listlessly picked at the grapes, popping them into her mouth. In no time, they were gone. Then, she started peeling oranges.
One, two, three. Soon, a pile of orange peels accumulated on the coffee table before her.
The room was boisterous, the lighting dim, and no one noticed her. Just as she was about to reach for another orange, Lei Dongyi beside her suddenly stretched as if yawning.
Then, while still talking to the person next to him with his head turned, he slowly leaned forward, casually picked up the fruit platter, and passed it to the others.
As they chatted, they graciously each took an orange. When the platter returned to the coffee table, the oranges were gone.
Seeing his nonchalant yet seemingly deliberate action, Song silently gritted her teeth in anger.
What a lunatic!
Back at the hotel, he inexplicably told her to eat more shrimp.
And now, when she wanted a few more oranges, he suddenly interrupted!
Were these oranges so valuable? Or did her eating them somehow bother him?
Perhaps sensing Song's furious gaze, Lei Dongyi placed the fruit platter down and turned his head to look at her.
Then, he leaned back against the sofa. Before settling completely, he said in a voice only Song could hear:
"This stuff is too sour; eating too much is bad for your stomach."
Hmph!
Bad for my stomach? I'll thank you!
Do you need to be concerned? What right do you have?
Song raised her hand to check the time. Half an hour had already passed.
Regardless of whether Jiang Wei had managed to get his contact information, she couldn't be bothered to sit with such an inexplicable person any longer.
Grabbing her bag, she gave Lei Dongyi a sliver of face.
"I'm going to the restroom."
But the moment she stood up, the room's lights suddenly flickered on.
The class's former sports representative stood up, loudly calling out to everyone:
"Alright, stop singing, let's play some games! Truth or Dare, no one's getting out of this, close the door, close the door! Everyone gather around, gather around!"
A chorus of cheers erupted. Some closed the door, others moved chairs, and they pushed Song back into her seat.
As if they had never played a game in their lives, they were incredibly hyped.
After a long discussion about the rules and potential questions, they finally settled on everything, and the game began.
The sports representative started spinning the beer bottle. To her misfortune, the first time it landed, the opening pointed directly at Song.
Everyone became even more exhilarated.
"We've had several reunions after graduation, and honestly, we've played this game a few times. We know all about their private lives, so it's not interesting anymore."
"It's rare for Song to come today, so we definitely have to question her thoroughly. Come on, come on, choose truth or dare?"
Song didn't want to choose truth, because she knew the game's usual tactics.
"Truth" was merely an excuse for gossip, asking when someone started dating, how many boyfriends they had, when was their last kiss, and so on.
She didn't want to reveal her privacy, but with so many people watching, and being old classmates, directly refusing to play wouldn't be good.
"I choose Dare. But one condition: if I actually have something to do, I have to drive, so I can't drink. If I fail the challenge, let Jiang Wei drink on my behalf."
Her willingness to stay and cooperate with the game was already a huge favor, and Jiang Wei dared not refuse.
"I'll vouch for her. If something comes up, she really can't drink today. I'll drink for her."
Everyone cheerfully finalized the game rules, and Song began to draw the dare cards.
Someone was actually so perverse that the chosen task was for her to go to the opposite room and sing a song.
The sports representative read out the task, and everyone burst into laughter.
Some people helped open the door, others moved chairs to clear a path, all watching with great anticipation to see her complete the mission.
Song thought to herself that it was the first round, and making Jiang Wei drink for her would seem insincere right away. She wasn't exactly suffering from social anxiety, so going was fine.
Under everyone's watchful eyes, she knocked on the door of the adjacent room.
It was also rowdy inside, and her knocking was completely drowned out.
After a few more attempts, she had no choice but to push the door open.
Inside sat a few young men and women. Song went in and explained to the girl sitting by the door, who immediately understood the situation and agreed.
She walked further in, intending to pick a simple song like "Happy Birthday" to fulfill the task. However, just as she reached the TV, a tall young man stood up and called out to her.
"Sister, what a coincidence, you're here too?"
It truly was a coincidence.
She rarely came to KTV, and on this visit, she ran into Qin Shen.
He was truly shameless, calling her "sister" in front of everyone.
Song briefly explained the situation to him. Qin Shen seemed even more intrigued by her in this game-like state, appearing very excited.
"I'll pick it for you, I'll pick it for you. What do you want to sing?"
Before Song could even utter a song title, he took the initiative:
"Let's sing a duet, 'Run Away to the Moon.' Do you know it?"
Her old classmates who had followed from the adjacent room shouted:
"It's a Mayday song! Yes, yes! She knows everything! This sister sings beautifully. Come on, 'Run Away to the Moon'!"
Someone even prepared a camera, ready to record them.
Qin Shen, both happy and a little shy, selected the song and handed the microphone to her.
Song steeled herself. Fine, run away to the moon it is, singing is singing.
This way, Lei Dongyi could also see.
With an inexplicable sense of vengeful pleasure, she sat down on the coffee table, pulled Qin Shen close, and began to sing with deep affection.