I'd rather someone else talk to me instead of Shishi. He's scaring the hell out of me.
"Yiren is moving out."
"Okay. What else?"
I look up. "She already found a house and will soon be signing the agreement."
"Okay. What else?"
"Bro?!"
"What? Is that a good enough reason to drink yourself wasted at Suicide Cliff? What the hell were you thinking, you idiot?"
I plead with my dolls with my eyes to take over but get the look that mothers reserve for kids when they misbehave.
I sigh. "I just wanted to spend time with myself, get drunk, and rant. I wasn't in the right state of mind, okay?"
"Dude, the way you behaved, do you think that's the solution? That Yiren will be moved and change her decision?"
I yank the IV and throw it away. Shishi moves, trying to get my bleeding hand, but I push him off me.
