Hai Zhuoxian held up his cup. "Zimei never liked me to drink, and he could only drink this cocktail."

Ye Nianmo picked up the cup and touched it. Then he looked up and drank the liquor. "Thank you very much."

"You're not afraid that I'll break Ye." Hai Zhuohuan looked at him with a smile.

Ye Nianmo tugged at the corner of his mouth and loosened the button on his cuff. "If you want it, I'll give it to you."

The voice just faded, a country music just finished playing, the melodious piano music replaced the hoarse girls, the scene lighting was more dim, the lonely men and women who...