Heavenly Tang Brocad

A scantily clad young boy sat on the roof, holding a flask of liquor in his hand and taking sips from time to time, sighing heavily.,But Fang Jun's heart remained as cold and icy as the weather outside, piercingly so...,He felt a wave of dizziness wash over him, his vision blurring. His heart screamed silently: God, can I die again。