Kiara arranged the photos on the ground and handed the bottle to Mario Yuno.
"Go on, have a drink with him. Why cling to who's right and who's wrong between you? Drink this and sever the karma!"
Mario Yuno, with tears in his eyes, grabbed the bottle and drained it in one gulp. After he finished, he smashed the bottle, "Today, I drink to see you off till I'm drunk, tomorrow I'll remember you over a long and winding road, Baron, farewell—"
The last two words, he never said out loud, leaving only their echo to circle around the small grove, like a piece of time hard to articulate.
That day, Mario Yuno, who never got drunk, really got drunk.
One bottle was all it took for him to lose consciousness. In a daze, Mario Yuno felt as if his daughter-in-law was supporting his drunk self, stumbling towards the car, and he faintly heard her murmuring in complaint.
"You don't look all that heavy, so why does supporting you feel like I'm pressing against Mount Tai?"
