Dead Drunk

Letting out a laugh, Di Tou patted Jian Xiao Yu on the back. After laughing and chatting for a while, the atmosphere in the room began to settle down, becoming a bit more even as the joy of meeting lifelong friends and the sadness of separation began to mix. Like a fine wine, it began to settle in everyone's stomachs, a bitter-sweet taste that weighed them down.

After mulling for a while, Di Tou forced out a smile before saying, "Well, here's hoping that the next time we meet, all of us have achieved the goals we have for ourselves."