The sound came from Huo Yancheng's mouth.

Even the usually composed Huo Sitang seemed to be greatly frightened.

"Okay, go in."

Song Beiye finally let go of Tang Li's hand.

As Tang Li stepped inside, a bright young man in a pink shirt, holding flowers, stood in front of her.

"Sister-in-law, these flowers are specially prepared for your book signing event."

A bunch of sunflowers represents living towards the sun.

Tang Li hadn't recovered from the immense grief she had just experienced when she suddenly saw Song Beiyu standing in front of her with a radiant face. She was stunned for a long time before she finally reached out her hand.

He took the flowers and saw that Huo Yancheng's pale face, which had been terribly frightened, was regaining its color.

Let's take another look at the sunny young man, Song Beiyu.

Tang Li glanced back at Song Beiye.

"Is this a prank by you two brothers?"

After great sorrow, great joy followed.

Tang Li's voice was trembling.

"You brat, you're not dead? I thought you were dead." Huo Yancheng was genuinely terrified.

He was the first to go in, and as he lifted the white cloth to see Song Beiyu one last time, a hand suddenly patted his shoulder from behind.

This is way scarier than horror movies.

No wonder Song Beiye stopped Tang Li from going in first.

"I'm not that easy to die. Didn't you just want to fight me one-on-one? Come on, let's have a one-on-one fight."

Song Beiyu put his arm around Huo Yancheng's shoulder. The two of them didn't look like they were about to fight at all; they looked like good brothers going out to have a good time.

"Hey, you two heartless little devils, wait for me."

Huo Sitang wiped away her tears and followed behind them, grumbling.

When Tang Li came out of the ward, she saw that Song Beiyu was walking with unsteady steps and that most of his body was being supported by Huo Yancheng. She was instantly moved to tears.

What did the doctor say?

Tang Li wiped away her tears and asked Song Beiye.

Song Beiye smiled casually and said:

"You saw it yourself, it's lively and energetic, perfectly capable of drinking, eating skewers, playing rock-paper-scissors, and rolling dice."

I so hope it was a misdiagnosis, a false alarm, and that he can rekindle the flame of life.

But Tang Li understood that this was a true death knell before death.

But how she wished that this was really just a prank by Song Beiyu, and that after the joke, he would still be the innocent second young master of the Song family, protected by his older brother.

I like sunflowers.

She loves wearing pink clothes.

Watch the dramas starring Eason Lin.

Following the books written by Tang Li.

"Let's go, time is precious. Let me bask in his glory and experience the charm and romance of words with you, a cultured person."

Song Beiye didn't want to show his vulnerable side to others.

Especially in front of his old rival, Huo Chenyu.

Villas in the south of the city.

The rooftop sunroom was lit up with nightlights, creating a wonderful atmosphere. Tang Li sat in a chair at a small book signing event, with Huo Chenyu beside her acting as her assistant, giving instructions.

"Please line up, please line up. Excuse me, please do not cut in line."

Song Beiyu was doubled over with laughter:

"Is it really necessary? You're all over a hundred years old combined, and you're doing this kind of thing. It's so childish."

Even though he complained that it was childish, Song Beiyu was visibly happy.

Even my body felt a little stronger.

After receiving the autographed book, Song Beiyu took a Polaroid photo with it. Once the photo was ready, he carefully put it in his shirt pocket, then patted his stomach and said:

"I'm hungry, I'm hungry, is there anything to eat?"

Of course!

Huo Yancheng pointed to the riverbank across the road, where everything was ready, with small night lights on and the aroma of roasted meat wafting in the wind. He also brought along the wine that had been prepared beforehand.

"How is it? Isn't it exactly the same as the scene described in your book, sister-in-law? Is it just like the one you imagined?"

Huo Yancheng put his arm around Song Beiyu's shoulder, seeking credit:

"This is all thanks to me, your older brother. Come on, call me 'Second Brother' so I can hear it."

Song Beiyu was unlucky:

"Second sister, did you and sister-in-law decorate this together?"

Then, he patted Huo Yancheng on the chest:

"You're always the third oldest, always idling around. You definitely haven't been of any help."

Although he was younger than Huo Yancheng, according to the family ranking, Song Beiyu, as the second young master of the Song family, had to take advantage of Huo Yancheng, who was ranked third.

Riverside.

A gentle evening breeze was blowing.

Six people sat casually together and raised their glasses:

"Come on, let me wish my sister-in-law a complete success at her book signing event on the 26th."

Tang Li thanked him repeatedly:

"Then I'd like to say a few words. After we part ways tonight, I hope that no matter where we are, we will never forget the friendship we shared today."

Huo Yancheng and Song Beiyu were incredibly enthusiastic, shouting:

"Well said, come on, cheers."

"Cheers, cheers!"

Song Beiye had already reached out to Song Beiyu, wanting to persuade him not to drink, but he withdrew his hand just before touching Song Beiyu.

Song Beiyu saw it and, like a child who had done something wrong, asked in a low voice:

"Brother, can I drink this?"

Song Beiye patted his head:

"Drink up, drink up, as long as you're happy."

After receiving approval, Song Beiyu raised his glass:

"Come on, let's drink. Third Brother, how about some skewers? I like chicken cartilage skewers, give me a few more."

Huo Yancheng reached out his hand to him:

"Let's go get some barbecue skewers."

"Third Brother, I can't."

"It's alright, Third Brother will teach you."

Seeing the two brothers go to the side to have a barbecue, Huo Sitang also got up:

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