Then... The last time.
Just think it's crazy.
Just treat it as the last one, a robbery that exceeds your own capabilities.
He took advantage of the time when the music was the loudest and the crowd was the most chaotic. He lowered his head and approached the bar step by step. Lu Qingci casually placed the wine glass on the countertop with more than half of it left, and the amber liquid shone coldly under the light.
Lu Qingye's Adam's apple rolled hard, and his heart almost broke his ribs.
He quickly poured the contents of his pocket into it, his fingertips shaking so much that he could hardly hold it.
The powder melted silently into the wine and disappeared.
After doing all this, he retreated to the corner almost as if he was escaping, his back pressed against the cold wall, gasping for air, his eyes red, tears falling silently on the back of his hands.
He doesn't mean to hurt anyone.
He just... Wants to take his brother back.
I want to feel the tenderness that only belongs to him again.
