Every night was the most difficult time for him. He couldn't sleep all night. In the long night, he reminisced about the brief moment of beauty.
In the past, he would only drink red wine and beer with a low alcohol content. Now, he only drank this kind of strong liquor.
Because only alcohol could occasionally make him close his eyes for a moment.
However, he could still get drunk before, but now he could stay awake for longer and longer.
However, the more awake he was, the more pain he felt.
The passing of each second felt like it was stabbing into her heart.
You Yi drank one glass after another. His movements were as elegant as ever. The night sky was dark outside the huge French window behind him. His figure was reflected on the glass. It was as if ... He was the only one left in this world, this night.
You Yi thought about Xia rushuang. Just how many more cards did she have left?
Nirvana ... Nirvana ...