I was drunk that night, and so was Xu Xiaoshan.

He hugged me and cried out, "Laugh often! Don't you die...... You forgive your brother...... Come back to my brother......"

I put my arms around him, and I wanted to cry, but I didn't know whose name to call...... Xu Xiaoshan...... Qi Shaoyao...... Yue Yuanyuan......

"Mom—" I finally shouted these two words.

Mom...... Mom...... Where are you, my daughter is so lonely and helpless...... Am I lost and can't find my way to come......

The first purity, the first dream, the first with the blessing of my mother, fluttering wings and flying high, the wind and water, the invincible high flock...... I stood in the open wilderness and looked around, shouting: High Owl Fly...... High Bird ...... You give me back!

In my memory, I wore a fluffy ponytail, wore a ten-dollar T-shirt, dragged my duffel bag, sweated profusely to find the old dormitory building, and walked into the dormitory full of laughter......

Am I doing something wrong? Only when I am most unconscious, the vulnerability that breaks through the void can make me give up my defense, give up my pride, and admit that I am actually wrong......

I woke up the next day and found myself lying in the crook of Xu Xiaoshan's arm. He snored softly, undulating in my ears and exhaling a strong smell of wine. I coughed and buried my head in his chest.

A nostalgic warmth...... That's nice...... Xu Xiaoshan, that's good...... I still have you...... You're still with me......

I tightened my arms and rubbed in his arms, closing my eyes and breathing in his breath like a well-fed cat.

A large soft palm quietly stroked my hair, strong and clean fingers inserted into the hair strands and wrapped, gently combed, from the roots to the ends of the hair, and suddenly loosened, letting the long hair scatter like a black gauze curtain, little by little, gathered on the shoulders. His hands were wrapped around my hair, flowing like water, and fell on my shoulders.

I looked up and saw his clear eyebrows, steaming with mist.

"Fei'er ......"

"Hill ......"

The morning sun was like a hazy light and shadow in a dream, soft, warm, with a little coolness seeping into the skin, Xiaoshan's hand followed, the temperature of the palm spread rapidly in my body, the blue light that rubbed and danced in his fingertips, the silence but had the absolute power to break through my reason.

"Little Mountain......" I called his name and took the initiative to cover his lips. His lips were thick and warm, and the smell of wine was thick and intense between his teeth.

People with thick lips are kind and down-to-earth. People with thin lips are affectionate and unwilling.

It seems to be a wise saying, once again proving how different the two men I have kissed are.

The cold lips I once kissed, the cold affection, in my memory like a cold winter from the snow, unconsciously formed a thick layer of ice in the bottom of my heart. I didn't look at it, I didn't think about it, I sealed it in the dust, and finally turned around one day, and found that there was a reflection of the shadow of him and Yue Yuanyuan embracing each other, the ice was shattered in all directions, and sharp ice spikes were forked, and every nerve was crying out in pain for relief......

And the temperature between Xu Xiaoshan's lips is like a heater, emitting an endless source of heat, attracting me closer.

I was hugged between his arms, clasped the back of my head with one hand, and tossed and sucked even tighter. Immersed in his eager breathing, the fervent lust turned winter into spring, the snowflakes into pink peach blossoms, I stood under the flying peach petals, smiling and spreading my arms, my body was lightly lifted by him, spinning...... Revolve......

"Hill...... ......"My palms ran over his tight cheeks, trying to soften him too.

Xu Xiaoshan snorted, suddenly hugged me, and pressed me under him! A chill hit, his breath became farther and farther away, spring returned to winter, and the peach blossoms turned back to snow......

I opened my eyes suddenly, and Xu Xiaoshan knelt on my lower abdomen, bowed his head and eagerly unbuttoned his shirt. And behind him, there was a woman's smile, sweet and serene, just like me who was standing in the rain just now......

Xiaoshan lowered his body, and the image behind him became clearer-

A peach blossom fairy who has escaped from the world, so ethereal that there is no trace of breath......

The hill kissed me on the shoulder, and I exclaimed in a dumb voice...... He raised the corner of his eye in a daze......

"Always laugh!" I shouted.

He frowned slightly.

"Chang Xiao!" My voice rose 8 degrees in a straight line, pushing him hard! I sat up in a panic! Chang Xiao didn't die! She was looking at us!

Xu Xiaoshan sat on the corner of the bed in astonishment, followed my finger and looked over, there was a huge photo of Chang Smiling on the wall!

"Haha......" he laughed, and the laughter was terrible and terrifying!

"Hahaha......"

"Hill......" I slowly crawled towards him, "I'm sorry...... I read it wrong...... "That's just a picture......

"I'm sorry...... I'm sorry......" Xu Xiaoshan repeated my words, sentence by sentence, covering his face with his palms, laughing in a low voice, his shoulders trembling as if something was collapsing......

"Little Mountain......" My hand touched his shoulder, and he suddenly shook me off and threw me away!

"It's getting late, you...... Don't you have to go to work?"