"Life only lasts for a few decades, and the tide ebbs and flows in the blink of an eye. It's better to get drunk in the mortal world with you."
At night, there were stars in the sky, and he smiled so sincerely. A trace of panic flashed in his disdainful eyes.
"If I really died or disappeared, would you feel bad? No, wouldn't you often say that I am a scumbag?"
His hands were covered with blood and he touched his face, and the decisive separation of life and death between heaven and earth turned into a line of clear tears.
"I feel bad... I will miss you... Because you are a scumbag..."
He cried hoarsely and intermittently.
"If you are drunk, you are not allowed to die."
"Why can't you let me go?" A shrewd look flashed in his eyes.
"Yes." The person next to him sniffed and had tears on his face. "How can I win every time I gamble in a casino without your father!"
"I..."
"And who will repay the three taels of silver you owe me! Do you dare to die?" The people around him continued to cry hoarsely until their hearts broke.
"Okay... I won't die..."