The year-end party started at six o'clock in the evening, then at half past seven, Brian's car arrived at the villa.
When I opened the gate, I saw that there was another person in his car, that is the assistant who often turns into a driver when Brian has too much to drink.
However, when I sent the assistant to the gate to catch a taxi, I went back in and saw that my beloved was not so drunk that he could not walk.
He seems to be still very awake, his face is a bit red, one foot kicks the other, and his posture leans forward for a few seconds and then back again after a few seconds. He still had a loving smile on his face for me.
“I thought you were drunk, so you asked your assistant to take you home.”
“Not very drunk, but I am afraid that I will die soon and leave you. I am afraid that you will follow someone else.”
I don't know if I should believe what the drunk said, but honestly, these words of his make me very happy.