Complex Thoughts

Everything continued.

It was as if wine, from the moment it was born, were destined to give one an eternal fascination. Even when one knew it was intoxicating, even when one knew it would influence one's mind, there would always be people coming and going, tasting it, loving it, filling the emptiness in one's heart with it.

Lu Chen advised Lee Rong to drink less. Lee Rong ignored him and continued to clink cups with Lu Chen. Soon, the second cup was drunk too.

When she was about to fill the glass again, Lu Chen grabbed the bottle.

Lee Rong struggled for a moment, but was unable to break free. Her hand was tightly grasped by Lu Chen, making it impossible for her to move.

Lu Chen frowned and advised, "Stop drinking, you can't drink anymore."

Why not? asked Lee Rong.

How do you get home after drinking too much?

Lee Rong replied with a reasonable answer, "If I don't drink anymore, then what's the point of drinking anymore?"