Fighting, chatting and laughing, drinking and feeling sad.
The four phantom friends seized the last moment and enjoyed the time together.
"Xiao Xiao, we are going to go our separate ways soon. Three years...three years later, when we reunite, I will definitely beat up this idiot Qi Xia in front of you." A slightly drunk Tang Nazhi staggered. stood up, made bold statements, and wanted to beat someone up.
Qi Xia looked at Tang Nazhi with a smile, her fair face turning slightly red. On this night, no one held back, drinking and eating meat freely.
Shen Yanxiao looked at the two empty seats beside him. These two seats belonged to Yan Yu and Li Xiaowei. Even though they were far away in other continents, they still saved seats for them. On the table in front of the seats, there were pouring glasses. Full of drinks, as if they had never left.
I vaguely remember that the last time they had a drink and had a good time was when Tang Nazhi was kicked out of Saint Laurent College.
At that time, Li Xiaowei had not joined Phantom yet, and the five of them were sitting in the lounge of the casino, drinking one cup after another.
This time, in order to fight against the demons, they had to temporarily separate. Three years later, they will reunite and compose a hymn belonging to the phantom.
Shen Yanxiao suddenly stood up, holding the wine glass.
"You came to me when I was still an unknown kid. Over the years, you have been accompanying me on such a long journey. Each of you has the same talent as me. If I let you go Chuang, you alone can create more brilliant achievements than you are now. But you chose to accompany me, helped me create a deserted land, and helped me fight off waves of enemies. Thank you. I cannot express my gratitude to you. I can only say..."
"From now on, you and I will support each other in life and death, help each other in good and bad times, help each other in good and bad times, and help each other in times of adversity." After saying this, Shen Yanxiao drank the wine in the glass in one gulp.
Qi Xia, Tang Nazhi and Yang Xi stood up, holding wine glasses, looking at Shen Yanxiao, and said in unison:
"You and I depend on each other in life and death, help each other in good and bad times, help each other in blessings and misfortunes, and support each other in times of adversity!"
That night, the four of them were destined to have no sleep. They drank glasses of wine in the afternoon and exchanged words with each other.
This will be the last time they get together in these three years.
The day after tomorrow, Shen Yanxiao and Yang Xi are about to leave.
In the early morning, the four of them were already drunk, and Tang Nazhi plopped down on the table, as if he had fallen asleep.
But his shoulders were trembling slightly.
"Nazhi, we will be back soon." Qi Xia put a hand on Tang Nazhi's shoulder and whispered.
"I know..." Tang Nazhi spoke slowly, his voice choked with sobs.
Among the phantoms, Tang Nazhi is the most straightforward, and his reaction to separation is also the most direct.
He felt very sad. For so many years, the six of them had conquered the world together and played around all day long. The departure of Yan Yu and Li Xiaowei had already made his heart very depressed. But now, Shen Yanxiao and Yang Xi are also going to Leave, Qi Xia will leave soon.
"But I just feel uncomfortable." Tang Nazhi's suppressed voice was full of trembling.
Shen Yanxiao and Yang Xi got up and came to Tang Nazhi.
The four friends hugged each other.
"Three years, just three years. After three years, no matter how much we improve, we will definitely come back." Shen Yanxiao leaned his head against Tang Nazhi's and promised in a low voice.