"Brother, won't you just show him?"

It's been a week since the girl left him. For a week he didn't sleep or eat well. Only wine is in his stomach and he has touched his collection of various beloved wines.

He did not answer his sister Paris. He reached for the remaining bottle and opened it easily and drank straight away. With every minute that passes, the beloved cannot be removed from his mind.

He continued to drink alcohol while crying. It was like he was being killed again and again every time he remembered the day the girl left him forever.

"Brother, you stink. Take a bath first and...