He wanted to get himself utterly drunk, stop thinking when drunk, and not persist when he sobers up. Is it possible? Could he do it?
It seems impossible right now. When he wakes up tomorrow, he might still be waiting for a possibility—an impossible possibility that he knew was impossible.
The room door was knocked repeatedly from outside, but he simply couldn't be bothered to answer.
"Mu Ye, open the door for me," the voice of Mu Ri came from outside the door.
Mu Ye seemed not to hear it, continuing to drink. He didn't want anyone to see his current dejected state.
The knocking continued for a while, and when Mu Ye didn't answer, the person left. However, shortly after, the sound of unlocking could be heard, and Mu Ri came in with a key.
The room was dark except for the wall lamp. Mu Ri saw Mu Ye sitting in the corner with a whiskey glass in his hand. Two whiskey bottles were placed in front of him, one of which was empty.
