Dear, Where Are You Going?

First-person perspective, based on Ah Heng's memories, in a diary-like style, written long ago and reposted, not much literary flair, it's a short story.

Cherish the people in front o...

Chapter 32

Chapter 32

I slept very well last night, and went to see the flowers early this morning. I watered them diligently and sat on the carpet watching them all morning.

Feeling incredibly bored, I couldn't resist going to the wine cabinet in my study to find some wine. Just as I opened the study door, my phone rang.

I picked up my phone; it was Qi En.

"Hello?"

"Cheng Heng, how are you?"

"It's nothing, what's wrong?"

"What's wrong? You dare to bring that up? I thought you were planning to change your lifestyle, that's why I brought you drinking. I didn't expect you to be drinking your way to the underworld. You've got guts."

"Mmm..."

"Stop, darling. I'm telling you this very clearly: don't try to escape reality by drinking alcohol. It's useless. No one can live a life of drunken stupor forever."

After a while, she said again, "If you want to drink next time, you can still call me."

"Thanks."

After hanging up the phone, I stared at my phone for a long time before going into my study to get a bottle of whiskey.

"Woof woof!"

As soon as it was opened, Jiangjiang came over, whimpering.

ā€œI’m warning you, you already broke a bottle yesterday. If you break another one today, Jiang Jianian will beat you up.ā€

"Woof woof".

I don't know what it's saying. That big dog head just kept coming over to lick me. I dodged for a moment, and then I heard a dull "thump".

...The carpet is wet.

What is this little rascal trying to do!

After it made a mistake, it ran back to its cage, closed the door behind it, and didn't even dare to look at me.

I took two deep breaths, tidied up, and suddenly didn't know what to do next.

So I went to the potted plant again, lovingly touched its leaves, and looked forward to it blooming.