Just at this moment, the door opened.
The equally drunken Alice stumbled in on high heels and fell headfirst onto the sofa.
Seeing that I had not made any moves for a long time, there was a hint of impatience in her tone.
"Felix, where's the hangover soup?"
Until that moment, I looked at the drunken Alice with a lingering heartache.
I got up and prepared the hangover soup while making fun of her.
"Cake for hangover soup."
I even thought that maybe the cake was hidden outside.
But Alice's words made my heart gradually cold.
"Cake? What cake? When did you develop a liking for desserts? I don't like this hobby. Give it up!"
Maybe because I didn't go to serve her immediately, her tone became a little impatient.
When I heard Alice's words, I stopped my step to the kitchen.
I turned my back to her and replied softly.
"Alice, did you really forget what day it is today?"
"Felix Brown! What are you pretending for? Can't you see how painful I am? Today is the day Carl returns! Are you satisfied now?"
At that time, there was a hint of chill in the air.
A cold breeze suddenly blew in from outside. I instantly sober up.
The only remaining burning in my heart was extinguished.