Xia Siyu remained unmoved: "Sure, you say nice things now. Who knows what you're really thinking."
Bo Yan explained as well: "I'm not angry, but you knew very well that I can't hold my liquor, yet you tricked me into drinking. You slept like a log last night, do you know how awful I felt?"
Xia Siyu felt guilty, she would fall asleep deep and completely, indeed oblivious to Bo Yan's condition afterward.
Drinking too much can be quite serious for some people, even leading to sudden death.
Bo Yan is no drinker, he's even worse at it than she is. She cajoled Bo Yan into a whole glass of baijiu yesterday, fifty-three percent alcohol. Such high proof and quantity, consumed in two gulps no less, can be dangerous unless you're a hardened drinker.
Xia Siyu felt guilty. She was worried something would happen to him, so when Bo Yan threw the ornament down the stairs, she dashed out without a second thought, fearing he had fallen.
