"Zhan Sheng, you're my brother, right? I was even planning to have you as my best man once you become handsome, so could you please not seek death? At least wait until you've been my best man before you die, okay?"
There was a flicker of movement in Zhan Sheng's eyes as if he was somewhat astonished.
Hua Ling continued with a hooked smile, "How about it, do you want to be my best man before leaving this world?"
"Are you joking with me?" Zhan Sheng asked flatly.
With the way he looked, how could he be his best man.
It wasn't just because he was ruined, even if he weren't, he wouldn't be able to; his appearance was simply not suitable.
Yet Hua Ling insisted firmly, "I'm not joking! I'm serious, I've set my heart on you being my best man. You don't have a choice but to agree!"
Zhan Sheng averted his gaze, as if he didn't want to play along with the charade.