Aya grabbed her: "It's okay, just eat like this."
Aldana Candi sighed softly, looking at the dishes on the table that weren't very warm, "The last dinner, it seems I didn't host you well."
Aya had already opened the wine jar, she sniffed it, "It smells so good!"
"It's osmanthus wine," Aldana brought the cups, "It's probably been five or six years... never taken out before."
Even though Aya said she'd only drink a little, she ended up drinking almost the entire jar.
The wine was very sweet, tasting without much alcohol flavor, but it had a strong aftereffect.
By the time she finished the jar, Aya's face was flushed and she was groggy, nearly drunk.
Aldana reached out and took the cup from her hand, looking at Aya's face, she said softly, "Aya, you're drunk."
Aya reached out and grabbed her, "Aldana, I feel so sad."
She gently caressed Aya's face, her tone tender, "Don't be sad. Everyone has their fate."
