"There is no need to persuade me." Meng Chaoran waved his hand: "I am not crazy, nor am I insane; I know that Han Wu has gone... However, just because he has gone, it does not mean that the relationship has also gone.

No more. Because I’m still here.”

"When I am here, the feelings are there! When the feelings are there, the brothers are here! When the brothers are here, we have to drink! We have to have fun!" Meng Chaoran said: "Life and death, the underworld, are the same."

After saying that, he drank another drink, waved the glass to the other side, and said with a smile: "Han Wu, don't you think so?"

Immediately, Meng Chaoran laughed: "It's rare that you agree with me! Come on, brother, drink... I always thought I owed you, but now I find that I was wrong. I don't owe you, but you owe me

You... you died a heroic death, but you asked me to... stop talking about it. Anyway, if there is an afterlife, you have to pay me back! Haha..."

Chu Yang's heart felt sour, and he vaguely seemed to see, opposite Meng Chaoran, Ling Hanwu, dressed in white as snow, with a smile on his face, raising a glass to drink, and the joy of friends getting together could be seen in the corners of his eyebrows and eyes.

Chu Yang felt his throat suddenly itchy and blocked. He held his breath and walked out quietly.

Leave this space to the two brothers who are destined to die.

Closing the door quietly, Meng Chaoran's voice came faintly from inside the door, seeming to say: What are you worried about?...

...(To be continued...)
Chapter completed!