Liang Shaochen raised his head and drank his wine, while bitterly smiling, "Yes, alcohol really is good stuff. What else can relieve worries but it..."
Nangong Zhongli looked at the man's furrowed brows, his handsome face, and the sad expression on it, making her heart hurt faintly.
"Shaochen, what's wrong? Do you have something you could tell me? Can I help you?"
She grabbed the man's arm and asked softly with concern.
Liang Shaochen suddenly laughed out loud.
He poured himself another glass of wine.
Drinking, he glanced at her.
"You help me? Zhongli... anyone can help me, except you..." he murmured, then finished the wine in one gulp.
Nangong Zhongli grabbed the wine bottle from his hand.
"Shaochen... why? What's really going on with you?"
"I saw Li Si today," Liang Shaochen suddenly said.
Nangong Zhongli was stunned for a moment, followed by her face turning completely pale.
