"...Alright!" Fei Ge replied and then picked up his glass, "Bang!" The sound of glasses clinking resonated.
More like a kind of broken sound, sharp and unpleasant... yet stubbornly insisted on drinking it down, blurring the face, chilling the throat, intoxicating the heart, until numbing, no longer feeling.
The two of them drank like this one glass at a time, until late at night when they were both too drunk to stay conscious...
Until the moment Li Yaxuan fell down drunk, his last glance was towards the stage downstairs, where... the one he yearned for was still...
Zi Ruoxi...
What should I say to you? Thank you for giving me the chance, I didn't seize it well, I'm giving him back to you... Still hope... there's time...
The drunken smile at the corner of his mouth contained a hint of a smirk, but more so, it revealed a helpless bitterness.
