Xian's sleep broke when someone threw water over him. He immediately woke up and saw Mark. "Mark", mumbled Xian and got up from the mat of his room. Xian held his head due to the heavy drinks he took last night. Every night is the same for Xian, get drunk in the night and wake up late in the morning. He drinks to lessen his pain, to forget about Mishi but nothing such happens instead he gets more triggered in a drunken state.
"Till when will you be going to act like this?", asked angry Mark. Xian walked out of the room to the living room. "Isn't Mishi returned yet?", asked Xian and looked around.
"She isn't. She will never return back here. You threw her out that night so why are you regretting this now? You separated her siblings from her, What do you expect she will be thinking that time?", asked Mark, keeping his both hands on his waist.
"I know it's my fault. What should I do?", said Xian and looked at his hand which hasn't healed for a few weeks.