Why Am I Not Single-minded?

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Ji Zixuan, who was looking through some documents at home, received a call from Ji Zi'ang.

"Ji Zixuan, come pick me up. Drive my… My precious Little Red is here to pick me up. Hurry up, puke..." The drunk Ji Zi'ang was very bold and even called his brother by his name.

When Ji Zixuan heard the last word, he frowned and removed the phone from his ear.

After a while, the sound of vomiting on the other end of the phone quieted, and he returned the phone to his ear.

"I'm sorry, Big Brother. Ji Zi'ang is in a bad mood and drunk. Can you come and pick him up? Or you can give us an address, and we'll send him home." This time, it was his roommate who spoke.

He took a deep breath and suppressed his emotions, "I won't trouble you. I'll go pick him up. Where are you now?"

His roommate quickly reported his location.