Don’t Worry For A Thousand Years

Mo You poured the wine for Tang Ling, without waiting for her, and drank it all in one gulp. A burning sensation rushed straight down from his throat, passed through his stomach, and then penetrated his lower abdomen. Soon it rose up again, pushed up to his chest, and then went straight to his forehead, and then As he stood, the Tang Ling in front of him was blurred, the wine was blurred, the house was blurred, Ding Wei's face and mother were shaking in the dark gray fog, it was like returning to the tomb ten years ago, her mother was covered in blood, her face was like gold paper, and she was dying.