Back at the Jade Court, Cheney asked me, "Did you mean it when you say you want to break away from your mother?"
I frowned. Why did he bring up this topic again?
"What is your expression, maybe, you just want to scare her? I hope she will change for you?"
I shook my head. "I didn't think so."
Walking to the bed and sitting down, I sighed, "I know my mother can't go back to six years ago."
"So, what are you hesitating about?"
Why was he so interested in that topic? I thought.
"Why can't you say it when you are sober? Do you need a drink?"
Need a drink? It seems that there is nothing wrong with it. After all, some words have been suppressed in my heart, which is very uncomfortable. I happily said, "Okay."
"What would you like to drink?" He asked.
"I want to drink beer. Can you drin
