Chapter 1183

The elevator ascended to my floor, and I stepped out. But the moment I exited, a rush of alcohol surged to my head. My vision blurred, and my body involuntarily tilted to one side. The liquor was kicking in. I drank too much and too quickly tonight. However, the fall I anticipated didn't happen. Instead of hitting the cold, hard floor, I landed against something warm and slightly springy. A low voice sounded near my ear. "Have you been drinking?" How lucky I was! I must have run into a kind neighbor who caught me in time and saved me from the pain of a fall. "Yes. I've had some," I replied casually, struggling to stand upright. "Thank you. I'm fine now." The voice belonged to a man, and I was wary of prolonged interaction. Fortunately, my apartment wasn't far away; I could lean against the wall to make my way there. "If your stomach isn't strong, you should drink less. No matter what's going on, find a way to resolve it instead of drowning your sorrows in alcohol. That doesn't fi