Drunk for the rest of my life

"This stay is eight years."

Li Xin took a sip of wine, her facial features almost wrinkled together, as if she could cover her face and cry in the next moment.Xue Zi watched from the side, felt his emotions, and could empathize with him.Then he hugged the wine jar and took a sip.

The happier the hero in the story, the more miserable the storyteller.

A wound that has scabbed over, although it has not faded away, it is no longer heart-piercing; at this moment, it is no different from tearing open again, bloody and open for people to see.

Xue Zi knew that he was cruel, but at this moment, he couldn't stop it.Accompanied by Li Xin's wound, his heart also bleeds.

The story is very long, but Li Xin's narration is succinct, and many details have to be made up by the listener.He speaks earnestly, and is often immersed in the world of memory and cannot extricate himself.Xue Zi listened intently, and the plot of the story was as real as it was before his eyes.

At this moment, the two of them were sitting on the small couch, each holding a wine jar, and both of them were drunk a little bit ecstatically.

If wine is not intoxicating, everyone is intoxicated, probably this is the feeling.What is intoxicating is no longer the sweet and clean old cellar, but the story that has been sealed for a long time but is still fresh for a long time.

The story is not over yet, this torture will continue, life cannot just stay at first sight.Li Xin was in pain, Xue Zi understood, but both of them chose to continue with a tacit understanding.

Li Xin stretched out his hand, touched Xue Zi's wine jar, and forced himself to say: "Actually, it's nothing, just some trivial matters."

Xue Zi didn't know how to answer him.

He once said that this is his only obsession in this world.These trivial matters are his past with the bones in this tomb. It is so heart-wrenching, but he can still understate it so lightly. How can people deal with it?

The heavy feelings of the two of them at this moment cannot be expressed in words.

After a long silence, Xue Zi made a decision. "That's the end of today's story, let's drink."

The two of them raised their hands again and took a sip together.

Xue Zi said: "I'm ashamed to say that when I bought this wine, I ordered it as a gift for you. After two days, it has entered my own stomach."

Li Xin snorted twice, which was regarded as a smile, in response.

In the past two days, the relationship between the two has made substantial progress.Fate is something that comes unexpectedly and inexplicably.From the time when Li Xin considered telling him this story, she no longer regarded Xue Zi as an outsider.

As for how to locate it, it should be a friend in need, or a friend who forgets the year.

Fu hooked the corners of his mouth again, and thought: If Nian'er is here, seeing that he and Xiang Fei are so sympathetic, I'm afraid I will drink a few more ounces of vinegar...

In an instant, the smile disappeared.It's a pity that his Nian'er has turned into a handful of loess.

I will no longer act like a baby with myself, I will no longer hold my sleeve and call myself "Master", and I will no longer ask myself "Is it true that so-and-so falls in love with so-and-so?"

Li Xin restrained her emotions and said, "Forget it, let's talk about it tomorrow."

Taking the last mouthful of the old cellar into his stomach, he got up and went to the grave, and lay down along the slightly steep arc, as if he was going to sleep.

Xue Zi was surprised, if he was usually drunk and lying in the grave like this, it would be fine, how could a person be sober and so reckless?

But he didn't make a sound, and put down the wine jar in his hand, there was quite a lot of wine left in the jar.Get up, staggering to go back to the house.

When he was almost at the door, he heard Li Xin turn over.

Xue Zi had excellent hearing, and he heard the lunatic muttering in a low voice: "Ten years of life and death are boundless, how can you think about it... Xiang Fei is very similar to you, and the story of you and me must be told by someone. Use fate and love Talking about expressing hatred and mourning strings is roughly the same.”

After entering the house, Xue Zi sighed: wine is really a good thing, it can not only help people have good dreams, but also heal wounds.It's just why bother to waste countless years.

The author has something to say:

The lunatic: "No! Being a teacher in this mountain has hurt me so much, I have talked with him so much, but I am just looking for sustenance..."