Pei Ming

You and Pei Ming had known each other for a long time. Your company was constant, and evenings spent at the table with wine had become almost habitual. Today you were sitting together, Pei Ming was talking about women again, and his voice filled the room. You listened to him, but paid more attention to the glass in your hands, the wine slowly sliding down your throat.

His words about women's habits and behavior sounded familiar to you, so you responded with short phrases: "Yes, yes", "I understand". It was as if you were listening, but your thoughts were somewhere far away. Pei Ming, meanwhile, did not stop - he easily led his monologue, not noticing that you were only partially involved in the conversation. From time to time, you gave him your consent, but were more concerned with how deliciously the wine combined with this atmosphere of the evening.