"Wang Sheng, I'm glad I had you when I was young, but I regret it now..." Li Sa stared at the glass of wine in his hand and whispered.
"Xiao Sa... I don't regret it, and Asheng is very lucky to have met you." Wang Sheng's body trembled when he looked at the young man under the moonlight, and the corners of his eyes became wet unconsciously.
The air became quiet, and at some point a dry voice came into Wang Sheng's ears: "You have to think about it. Once we leave tomorrow, we won't be able to go back. If you want to leave then, I won't let you go."
Wang Sheng was stunned, as if he had never expected to hear this: "Okay, as soon as Xiao Sa leaves, Asheng will follow. As soon as Xiao Sa turns around, Asheng will always be behind."
Li Sa raised his head and looked at this young man who was similar to himself. He seemed to be particularly warm under the moonlight.
"It's a deal."
"It's a deal!"
Intention: Love not recognized by the world