Ziek headed back to his tent with an outward appearance of indifference, but inside, he struggled to contain his emotions. If Grandma didn't stop him, they could go for hours. He understood that his happiness was a result of chemical processes in his brain.
To prevent himself from being miserable, he let himself be happy. However, he was never prepared for the one that occurred in the form of a dangerous drug with a warning: Don't overdose, take in small quantities. You might get addicted.
He knew it. That was why he didn't interact with Bing Shi much during this half a year. Only during the drives in the car, wherever there were people present. He was content. But it was his birthday. What could go wrong?
So he did it.
He overdosed.
He delved deeper into getting to know her.
Now, he regretted it.
Because what awaited him after reaching such highs? An inevitable descent that was lower than any fall he had experienced before.
