Wei faced her with an indignant expression as his eyes were slightly red with faint bags under them. He had cried a lot. He had drunk a lot.
Jiang Yubi grimly straightened her lips into a thin line. "Wei. Is this what you are going to do now? Drink until you pass out to forget her?"
Wei mumbled something, but his words were slurred and unclear to make out.
He looked up at her, his gaze spinning left and right. He chuckled. "I…*hiccup* want her back...Bring her back to me. T-then *hiccup* I won't drink anymore…"
Wei poured another glass of whiskey for himself, and as he was about to down it, Jiang Yubi snatched it away. "Wei! Enough. Do you want to get sick!?"
His brows heavily frowned. "Give it back!"
"No!"
"Give it back! If I don't do this, then…*hiccup*" his voice choked, "I cannot forget her."
"And have you forgotten her even after drinking three bottles of alcohol?"
Silence.
"Aren't you talking about her right now?"
Wei looked away.
