A complex emotion flitted across the depths of Gong Beiyao's eyes.
He recalled the woman in the mask, named Qian Yinuo.
Her voice was nothing like Sheng Qianxia's, yet he felt almost pathologically certain that she was Sheng Qianxia...
Was he seriously ill?
He held a glass in his hand, his expression unreadable.
He picked up the liquor beside him and downed it in one gulp!
"Why are you drinking again!" Beitang snatched the glass from him, "You haven't touched cigarettes or alcohol for eight months, and you've been eating regularly, just starting to get your stomach in better shape..."
"Just a little indulgence," Gong Beiyao said.
That was because for the past eight months, he had been waiting for someone and did not want to break his promise...
But now, did he still have the right to wait?
Did his body start betraying him first, or did his heart? He could not even tell them apart.
Beitang frowned, "Is it that hard to forget her?"
