Everyone was mocking Shen Yishu, and he was too embarrassed to cry anymore.
He wiped his tears with a tissue, looked at me again, and said,
"I'm not drunk, just feeling uncomfortable inside, so I had a couple more drinks... My heart feels so constricted! I know others are blessing you, but I can't. Because I see your helplessness, your resignation!"
There are so few clear-headed people in this world.
I never expected that one of the clearest among them would be Shen Yishu.
I interrupted him with a smile,
"You're overthinking it! Don't assume you understand me so well; in fact, you don't know me as well as you think you do. Young man, focus on your own business, and leave mine to me."
My words seemed to have hit him hard.
He looked deeply into my eyes, then fell silent.
On the way back, Wenya asked me,
