645 Wine is not drunk, and everyone is drunk
The chin is very pointed, the indoor lighting is not too bright, so Xing Xing can't tell if the other party is wearing makeup, the arms that keep dancing are hidden in the white shirt, and the black vest covers a pair of protrusions on the chest tightly, and after looking up and down, Xing finally stopped at the other party's pair of almond eyes.
It cannot be denied that this is a pair of eyes that a man will like, and the faint gaze adds to the looming hazy beauty.
"Do you have any wine that makes you happy?"
The bartender was stunned for a moment, this sentence was full of teasing.
If it is replaced by another guest, the bartender's first reaction is that he has been molested, but after all, he has been on the battlefield for a long time, and it is normal for people to be manipulated in this kind of place, but there is a distinction between active and passive, not to mention taking advantage of it verbally?
But it wasn't until the bartender keenly noticed that his expression darkened again after he finished speaking, and there was always unconcealed entanglement and sadness in his eyes, that the bartender realized that he seemed to have misunderstood him.
Are you really here to get drunk?
For the first time, the bartender questioned his own judgment.
"I have a set of wines, twelve glasses in all. I gave them a name, Forget. ”
The roaring music sounded, and the men and women at the bar, who had been tired together, got up and entered the dance floor, as if that was the ultimate purpose of their visit, and the joy of everyone else was gone, and the joy of still slumped in their seats became more conspicuous.
Happy beckoned to her and didn't make any more moves, while the bartender skillfully picked up the tools and quickly served cups of wine of different colors.
This wine has a good name.
The bartender is pretty, the cold liquid is slightly sweet in the mouth, and after passing through the throat and into the throat, it emits a faint burning sensation, and then a familiar sensation rises, bringing pleasure out of trouble for a while.
Staggering down the street, the joy of thinking that alcohol had lost its effect on him turned out to be really drunk again.
It was late at night when he walked out of the bar, and there were few pedestrians on the street at this time, so he walked happily aimlessly, until he came to the Weiyang River again, lying on the stone guardrail, and found that the steps on the opposite side were the places where he escaped from the bar when he took Qin Qianyu for the first time.
And it was there that Qin Qianyu's waking mandarin duck broke out for the first time, and then he met Armless, and then he went to Tianji Tower......
The paralyzing effect of alcohol on the brain is more powerful than ever, and I am happy and even a little uncontrollable to recall, and familiar scenes continue to jump out of memory, and every place seems to be inextricably linked to the girl.
The wind on the river is so strong that no one will come to the Weiyang River at this time of the day.
I'm glad that there is no one around, and from behind, my back is a little lonely.
Happy began to shout wantonly and loudly, and no one could understand what he was shouting.
Happy didn't know why he was shouting, but he felt a little suffocated in his chest, and the twelve glasses of wine just now seemed to have turned into a fire burning everywhere in his body, and the rising drunkenness hit Happy Brain one by one, and he began to talk to himself, if he walked over and listened carefully, he might be able to understand that it was a monologue of feelings from the deepest part of a young man's heart.
Leejo, who was lying on the railing, seemed to have lost the ability to control his body, and after yelling in the wind for a while, he unsurprisingly vomited.
After pouring out some of the tormenting things in his stomach, Happy still regained his strength on his stomach, and when he felt better, he leaned on the railing and continued walking.
Happy walked very slowly, as if he had been directly defeated by the dozen glasses of wine.
The cold wind continued to lap on his face, but after spitting, the previous feeling of holding his chest disappeared, his face was cold, and his head hurt a little, but the ease of his heart made him feel comfortable.
After spitting up, Happy began to clear his mind, and Happy seemed to enjoy the slightly fluttering but still able to stay awake.
About a mile behind him, Wei Wouji's figure was always hidden in the shadow of the building, looking at each other from a distance, Wei Wouji's face was full of worry, and when he ran out, Wei Wouji followed with some unease, and until this time, he did not show up.
He knew that happiness needed to be calm, but for a cultivator who had reached a certain level, a relatively quiet solitary environment might not play its due role for him, Wei Wuji was also a little curious, what kind of way would happiness relieve pressure, at first he was a little puzzled when he saw happiness running to drink, but it wasn't until he saw that the other party vomited, and the sense of annoyance on his body was really reduced, and he gradually understood.
Everyone's way of decompressing is different, when Wei Wuji is annoyed, he will keep practicing the sword, until his body is completely exhausted, and his body and spirit are extremely exhausted, and his troubles will be like energy with the continuous sword.
Wei Wou-Ki respected every decision he made, so much so that even though the other party seemed a little embarrassed at the moment, he still had no intention of stepping forward.
He could see the loneliness in Happy's heart, and this loneliness had nothing to do with whether or not he was accompanied by someone, but Wei Wuji was able to empathize with this feeling, so much so that he let Happy's almost depraved choice go unchecked.
Gu Qianchuan stood on the roof of the wax museum, and his breath directly locked the happiness by the Weiyang River, and the two people in the sky who were always watching him.
After staring at each other for a while, seeing that they had no intention of making a move, Gu Qianchuan relaxed his breath lock, and Yu Kite and Qin Qianyu, who deliberately hid their breath, were staring at the place under their feet at this time.
As an ordinary person without any cultivation ability, it was the first time that the aerial perspective was obtained, and Qin Qianyu was still a little uncomfortable at first, but as the happy figure appeared, her attention began to be on the other party.
Shaking happily, shouting happily, muttering happily, so that the final vomiting, I don't know how the rain kite passed, in short, Qin Qianyu, who was still dozens or hundreds of meters away from Happy, was like being next to Happy, even the lowest words could be heard clearly.
The woman's heart is very soft, when she sees the state of the person she likes, she subconsciously wants to get closer, no matter how cold the previous words are, when the rain kite appears in front of her again and tells her that she can see happiness, Qin Qianyu still chooses to follow the truest thoughts in her heart.
From time to time, a smirk appeared on his happy face, and on the surface, it was no different from a drunken drunkard.
"He's sad. ”
The rain kite, who had not spoken for a long time, suddenly said, while Qin Qianyu looked at him as if he hadn't heard it.
"There's so much stuff in his heart, and there's you in it. ”
Rain Kite didn't give up because the other party didn't react, in fact, she had an emotional resonance for the other party's current reaction. For a moment, Yu Kite was very envious of Qin Qianyu, her lover was still there, but there was a problem between the two of them, and if there was a problem, it would be solved, unlike herself.
Some people, once they miss it, are not there.
This is what Yu Kite wanted to tell Qin Qianyu, but at this moment, Qin Qianyu's reaction had already made Yu Kite know that this kind of admonition, or persuasion, was already a bit redundant.
True feelings can't be hidden.
"He's a guy who doesn't express his feelings. ”
When the voice of the rain kite kept ringing in her ears, Qin Qianyu heard it word for word, but she had no desire to reply, because if she did, she would be distracted, and the degree of attention to happiness would be affected.
"Do you love him?"
Qin Qianyu, who hadn't moved for a long time, suddenly turned her head and looked at the rain kite with an incredulous expression, followed by entanglement, and finally a hidden sadness.
Yu Kite still didn't want to get an answer, and the reason why she chose to bring Qin Qianyu over was just to repay her kindness.
She is not a happy woman, so much so that when she senses a faint smell of love on her body, she knows what to do.
This is her choice, but she doesn't want to let her self-assertion make Happy fall into trouble, so Qin Qianyu's figure is firmly controlled by her, she just needs to feel how he feels at this time, as for the final result of the two, it is not up to her.