At Zhang Wei's residence...
Ming Rusheng was sitting in the dark on the sofa with a glass of alcohol in his hands. Someone entered the home and switched on the lights. Trying to cover his eyes from the bright light, Ming Rusheng looked up and saw his uncle coming towards him.
"Uncle, when did you come?"
"Just now but I didn't expect to see you like this when I am back." Saying Zhang Wei sat on the couch.
Swirling the liquor in the glass, Ming Rusheng said, "It's not the first time you are seeing me like this."
"Right, but this time the reason for drinking is wrong. Since the past two weeks, you are like this."
"There is no reason, I was drinking as you were not here and I just felt bored."
Not arguing with him, Zhang Wei asked, "Have you been to the wedding?"
"Hmm!" Ming Rusheng nodded.
Zhang Wei looked at the liquor bottle on the center table and said. "Explains a lot."
