It was the middle of the mid autumn festival, you have been noticing that Pei Ming was drinking more often. Possibly for Pei Xiu being exiled. Eventually, he got up, drunkenly walking away and you decided to follow him, in case he decides to be a idiot and pass out.

You find him leaning against the wall, trying to rest.

“Pei Ming?” you call out to him, standing in front of him having your arms crossed.