My beautiful girlfriend's tragic end—a drugged, hazy night

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My beautiful girlfriend's disastrous situation—a drugged and confused night.
Last night, I was busy taking care of my girlfriend, which disrupted my sleep schedule, and I still can't sleep. So I'm sharing this true story with everyone.
Graduation was so hard, but my beautiful girlfriend is such a hassle! I took advantage of the holiday to visit my girlfriend for a few days. Then all her high school classmates came back, and since we hadn't seen each other for years, we got together. Back when we were in college, we were all from poor families. After a few years in university, some of them have probably changed, and their jobs are probably theirs now. I remember on the first day of the gathering, my girlfriend specifically brought me along, but some guys were still joking and touching me, saying my girlfriend had changed a lot as she grew up, and I really hadn't expected that.
Then last night, one of the guys who had signed a contract to start a new job in early July was leaving, so my girlfriend and her friends had another small gathering, with both men and women. I didn't go. Around 11 pm, my girlfriend's father called her, but she didn't answer. He asked me to go check on her. My girlfriend's mother said there was no need to go, that her daughter was used to staying up all night and it would be fine. My girlfriend's mother was so reassured mainly because two of her female classmates were close to her, and my girlfriend used to stay up all night too, so I didn't go. I read for a while and then went to sleep. But how could I fall asleep? I kept having something on my mind; my sixth sense is always very accurate. So I sat on the bed playing on my phone, occasionally scrolling through my WeChat Moments because my girlfriend loves posting about it, but I didn't call to bother her.
My girlfriend originally planned to go to the karaoke bar early after dropping them off at dinner, but she missed her train and had to reschedule. Later, I realized that this was completely unfounded. The person rushing to catch the train couldn't possibly have bought a ticket for a train that arrived at their destination at 4 AM; they must have been lying to my girlfriend and her family. But it was good that they found them. My girlfriend's father asked her to answer the phone, but the person on the other end said that my girlfriend had drunk a little alcohol at dinner and was resting now. They had some female classmates there, and they would be taking a taxi home together later. My girlfriend's father looked upset and said it was too late and he didn't want to cause trouble; he wanted to pick her up himself and asked if the person was at the train station. Seeing that my girlfriend's father was getting a little angry, I said from the side, "Uncle, it's so late, why don't you..." I'll go. My girlfriend's father had told the other party that his girlfriend's brother would pick her up, and that if they had to leave, he wanted to find a female classmate to look after my girlfriend. He sounded very sincere.
On the way, I asked my girlfriend's friend how much she had drunk and how she got so drunk. My girlfriend's friend replied that it was homemade millet wine, sweet and a little sour, so she didn't remember how much, but someone had warned her that it was very strong. I laughed; I've studied the effects of alcohol before. I then asked my girlfriend what time she fell asleep and why she hadn't answered the phone earlier. My girlfriend's friend said that my girlfriend's phone must have been in her bag, and she hadn't heard it. My girlfriend hadn't slept for long; after dinner, they stayed at the hotel and started playing cards, but my girlfriend and her friend weren't feeling well, so they stopped. I took her downstairs, and she called her family to come down and pick her up. She said she felt weak and didn't have the strength to walk. I assumed she was drunk.
We arrived at 1 PM... At that moment, my girlfriend's mother was already asleep, but her father was still watching TV in the living room. I knew he was probably worried about my girlfriend and couldn't sleep. I secretly called my girlfriend, but this time it rang for a while before being hung up. I was puzzled, so I got up and went to the living room to chat with her father, lying that I had called her but somehow the call was disconnected. Her father didn't say anything, and after a few minutes, he went to the kitchen to make another call. The first call obviously didn't go through, so he made another call.
Unfortunately, I don't understand my girlfriend's dialect very well, but I understood the general meaning. The call was to another girl, who said she wasn't with my girlfriend and had left because she had something to do. Her father then asked for another classmate's phone number and ran into the living room to have me write it down on my phone. Then I said I would make the call, and her father said he would.
When the call went through, a boy answered, and it was very noisy on the other end, probably in a karaoke bar. My girlfriend's father immediately identified himself on the phone and asked if my girlfriend was with them. He even gave me a sharp look, implying that if I had gone with them, I wouldn't have had so many jobs now. It turned out my girlfriend wasn't with them; she said she was just dropping off someone going out to work with her boyfriend. They were leaving at midnight and would arrive the next morning.
My girlfriend's father asked for another phone number, which I noted down. Then he made another call himself; this time it was a man's phone, but it was quiet on the other end. Finally, I found my girlfriend. Apparently, they had split up after dinner; some continued to hang out in the shopping district, while others took them to their train station.
I was driving my girlfriend's family car that day, so I quickly went downstairs to the train station. My girlfriend's father was very considerate, seeing me off downstairs and telling me to drive carefully at night and be flexible in my work. I thought this shouldn't leave a bad impression. But driving at 1 a.m. was too easy; it only took twenty minutes. I arrived at the train station and called them to ask where they were. They said it was the Home Inn near Jiazhen. I was immediately worried. They were
really something; seeing it was my girlfriend's father calling, they said it was Jiazhen train station and I'd come pick them up, so they told me the truth. At that moment, I knew what they were up to. I turned around and went straight to the Home Inn, then called them again. The person who answered was a bit impatient, yelling in Mandarin, "Get someone down to meet me!"
I just... I asked, "Which room are you in? I'll come up." Then he became humble towards me. What's there to be humble about?
After staying up most of the night, I finally saw my girlfriend. The room was cramped and small, with the air conditioning on. There were seven or eight people, three huddled on the floor playing cards, a strong sense of social interaction. The TV was on, and the other two girls had food scattered all over the floor—in layman's terms, I'd never seen anything like it before. My girlfriend was lying on a bed, asleep, while one of her friends sat on the other side playing on her phone. Then one of the girls who had been eating saw me... When she came in, the first thing she asked was if I needed anything, and I said no. She then asked if I was my girlfriend's brother. A guy playing cards on the floor said that was her boyfriend, and he'd seen him the day before yesterday. My girlfriend's boyfriend also seemed a bit strange, sitting there playing on his phone, but he didn't greet me when he saw me, even though we had met before. Then the girl who spoke Mandarin asked if I needed help, but I said no, my girlfriend could take good care of herself. Then, my girlfriend's boyfriend, who had been playing on his phone, finally stood up and said he wanted to walk with me. The guy on the floor then loudly asked, "So-and-so, didn't you say you were going to see me off at the train station? What, you're leaving already?" Then the other guy said, "Don't embarrass them, I'll take you later." I wished them a safe journey and then led the two girls downstairs. The girl who spoke Mandarin was still very friendly and came over to help, and I gave her a grateful look. The guy sitting on the floor, however, gave me a meaningful look as I left. I raised an eyebrow. After we got in the car, I politely asked the girl who spoke Mandarin if she wanted a ride home. She said she was a guy's girlfriend and didn't live locally, so I smiled and left.
However, after carrying my girlfriend home, I realized she didn't seem drunk. First, her face was flushed, even her neck was red—I'd never seen her so flushed after drinking; second, her forehead was very hot, like she had a fever, but her body was constantly sweating. I know, when I arrived at the hotel, the room was air-conditioned and very cool, but my girlfriend and her friend were both sweating. The guy sitting on the floor playing cards shirtless didn't seem to be sweating at all. Also, my girlfriend wasn't fully asleep; she seemed more like she was in a daze. Why do I say this? Because when I was helping her change her clothes, she was still talking to me in a daze. Most importantly, her lower body was wet, and not just wet, but her underwear was completely soaked.
Originally, after I got home, my girlfriend's parents were asleep, so I took care of her myself. However, my girlfriend had a fever, and I assumed it was just a fever and almost woke her parents. But (my years of engineering education weren't for nothing; after observing her, I decided it was better not to tell her parents.) Because my girlfriend didn't seem drunk or feverish; it seemed like she had been drugged. She didn't want me to put her underwear on. I knew she wouldn't wear her underwear that loose, and her bra wasn't properly on. I had suspected something was wrong for a while, but I never expected that guy to actually do it. This time, it seems he drugged her.
And, my girlfriend was definitely taken advantage of, but probably not sexually assaulted, since the conditions weren't right.
Then, my girlfriend kept sweating; her body was soaked every now and then, and her arms were... It was warm, almost hot, even after wiping with a cool towel, it remained warm to the touch, soft and elastic. She didn't sleep well that night, only dozing off briefly before falling back asleep. I had to get up every now and then to wipe her sweat, and I just felt uneasy; it was so damn hard to guard against. I'd only ever heard of aphrodisiacs before, always thinking they were just something that existed out of thin air to deceive myself, but this time I'd actually seen the real thing. Of course, this is just my personal guess. I've only seen a few things. The experts on this forum are different; they must have seen so-called aphrodisiacs before. Could you give me a brief introduction? So I can know how to prevent it in the future.

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