Long Yu lowered his head and suddenly thought of Hua Mei's words. What would it feel like to have thousands of needles pricking his body? Long Yu felt that his left chest began to swell and hurt again, and his throat was blocked, making his breathing difficult.

Wake up, over the years, he has gotten used to this feeling, used to the pain, used to getting drunk, and now he has to get used to the regret of missing out.

"Old housekeeper, I want to meet the tattoo master!"
Chapter completed!