As soon as the door opened, a smell of alcohol came from the room, making Wan Feng suffocate for a moment, and instinctively covered his nose.

Such a big smell of alcohol! If you struck a match, would it cause an explosion like a house full of gas?

Wan Feng frowned and walked into Zhang Xuan's room.

The smell of wine in the room is even stronger, as if it can condense the wine.

The house was in a mess, apparently it hadn't been cleaned up for a long time, and there were quilts piled up haphazardly on the kang, and there was a pile of empty wine bottles outside the quilt.

Seeing these wine bottles, Wan Feng was stunned: How much wine has this woman drunk?

In addition to the empty wine bottles, there were more than five bottles of liquor with unopened lids on the kang.

Who bought her the wine? Why did you let her drink so much? Are you going to drink her to death?

Zhang Xuan's hair was disheveled, and she curled up in the quilt in the same ski shirt that Wan Feng brought her from the back of the depression for the first time.

Her face had lost its bright luster, as if it hadn't been washed in a month, and her hair was messy like a chicken nest.

It's not bad, the originally plump face is now as thin as a fox face, as if it has been sharpened by a knife.

Seeing Zhang Xuan like this, Wan Feng had an urge to burst into tears.

How did she become like this? Stupid?

He Yanxia stood at the door and glanced at it, sighed and wept, gently covered the door, and turned back to her own room.

Wan Feng did not wake up Zhang Xuan, but leaned on the kang to push the window open, but the windows were almost nailed in winter, and this measure was not successful.

Pick up the empty wine bottles on the kang and throw them outside, then open the door to let the wine smell in the house.

When all this was done, he sat sideways on the edge of the kang and watched Zhang Xuan who was asleep.

Only then did he notice that there were traces of dirt on Zhang Xuan's face, which were obviously traces left by tears.

Seeing this, Wan Feng's heart ached.

From the fifteenth day of the lunar month after they left Wa, to today, Zhang Xuan has been like a different person in a month.

How could such a big change happen?

Wan Feng fell into deep thought.

He Yanxia sat in her room for more than half an hour, thinking about it a little uneasy, and quietly walked out to her daughter's door and secretly glanced inside.

She found that her daughter was still sleeping, and Wan Feng sat on the edge of the kang and watched her daughter sleep like a sculpture.

He Yanxia sighed and went outside to get firewood and stuff it into the stove in her daughter's house to burn the kang for her daughter.

When the fire was lit, He Yanxia walked out of the house.

Wan Feng took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, thought about it, took it out, took out one, but there was no match in his pocket, and then inserted the cigarette back into the cigarette case.

At this moment, he noticed that Zhang Xuan's eyelashes flicked a few times, and then Zhang Xuan opened his eyes.

Zhang Xuan looked at Wan Feng's eyes with confusion and confusion.

The next moment, Zhang Xuan sat up, looking at Wan Feng's eyes even more confused, and asked in a small voice, "Who are you?"

Wan Feng's eyes darkened for a while, Zhang Xuan didn't even know him!

That's impossible!

"Zhang Xuan, you don't know me?"

Zhang Xuan shook his head: "It seems that I know each other, but I can't remember it." ”

"I'm Wan Feng!"

Zhang Xuan's eyes lit up suddenly, but soon dimmed again.

"Wan Feng! What a familiar name, who is it? Why does my heart hurt when I hear this name? I may remember it after drinking some water. With that, he turned around and went to find the bottle.

Wan Feng grabbed Zhang Xuan: "Zhang Xuan, don't! You can't drink anymore, if you drink again, you'll be completely finished." ”

"I can't finish it, I'll be fine after drinking, as long as I drink I'll be sober, and I can remember who you are. ”

"Don't drink!"

"I want to drink!" Zhang Xuan stubbornly went to get the wine.

"Don't drink!" Wan Feng shouted.

Not wanting to make a big noise, Zhang Xuan's expression changed suddenly.

"No, I want to drink! You let me go!" Because he was pulled by Wan Feng, Zhang Xuan suddenly became irritable, and desperately went to get the wine bottle placed on the kang like an angry leopard.

Wan Feng regretted very much why he didn't take away these full bottles of wine when he was cleaning up the empty bottles just now.

If Zhang Xuan doesn't have wine at home, is it still the terrifying appearance he is now?

If this is the case, then it is understandable who bought the wine.

Fortunately, this is just wine, if it is drugs, Zhang Xuan will be completely ruined now.

Although Wan Feng has not seen the appearance of a person who absorbs the degree when he goes crazy, he has seen the terrifying expression of the person who has a drug addiction attack in the science and education film.

"You can't drink it!" Wan Feng was also furious.

"Get out of here, I'm going to drink!"

Zhang Xuan used his hands and feet to climb towards the wine bottle, and Wan Feng couldn't hold her a little.

How much power do people have when they go crazy?

Wan Feng was also angry, damn old lady, if you don't let you drink, you have to drink, thinking that Lao Tzu is a person who is used to other people's problems.

Meng pulled Zhang Xuan over, and his hand instinctively slapped him without the consent of his brain.

"Smack!", very loud, like a child's whip during the New Year.

This sound also frightened Wan Feng, looking at his hand that had not yet retracted in a daze.

I actually slapped Zhang Xuan in the face!

I actually slapped Zhang Xuan in the face!

Looking at Zhang Xuan's face again, there was a clear slap mark on her face, which showed how much force this slap used.

What am I doing? Hit a woman and hit it so hard.

Bastard!

Wan Feng waved his hand and gave himself a slap in the face, and then held his head in both hands and fell into deep self-blame.

What Wan Feng didn't expect was that after this slap, Zhang Xuan didn't cry or make trouble, and his eyes gradually became clearer.

Zhang Xuan looked at the man holding his head in front of him steadily, his eyes changed from confusion to excitement and then calm.

"You're here!" the tone was flat and quiet, light as a feather.

Wan Feng, who was holding his head, was stunned when he heard this voice.

Suddenly looked up and saw Zhang Xuan looking at him, his eyes were much clearer, but he didn't have any expression.

"You recognize me?"

Zhang Xuan's face was unwavering.

"Why did you come? Didn't I say I never want to see you again?

"Zhang Xuan! ”

"There's nothing more to say, we're already people from different parts of the world, what else can we say?"

The sound is as light as a feather, but it has a loud effect.

"Zhang Xuan, I think I need to explain, I didn't want to hurt you. ”

"I don't listen!" Zhang Xuan suddenly roared loudly.

"You're a hypocrite, I hate you, I hate you, I'll never forgive you!"

Wan Feng took a deep breath and tried his best to calm his mood, Zhang Xuan was excited, but he couldn't be excited, Zhang Xuan must not be stimulated at this time, she was finally woken up by a slap from herself, he didn't want her to be confused again.

If you go back in confusion, I'm afraid you won't be able to sober up again.

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