Fu Jia and the others walked directly to the private room on the second floor, and when they looked down, there was a dance floor where men and women were dancing wildly, ordering a lot of beer and fruit plates, popcorn and the like, and several young people immediately moved their index fingers, ate it, opened the beer and drank it again.

"Jiajia, how can you drink?" said Jing Jingya, who was a little surprised, and taught her with some teacher's tone.

"Teacher, don't spoil the fun, okay, you just show mercy and let us have a good time, okay?" Sun Yunlan said with wide eyes.

"That's it, teacher, tomorrow Sunday, you don't have to go to work, besides, it's just a little beer!" Fang Hao also hurriedly said.

"Teacher, give!" Fu Jia was even more straightforward, directly opened a bottle of beer and put it in front of Ning Jingya, and then said with a wicked smile: "Teacher, indulge with us!"

"Indulgence?" Ning Jing Ya frowned slightly, this word seemed to stimulate the trace of deviance in her heart, from childhood to adulthood, in the eyes of others, she has always been a very obedient, very well-behaved child, the word indulgence has nothing to do with herself, but everyone has more or less a trace of deviance in their hearts, and Ning Jing Ya is no exception.

"North worry-free, you come out, I want to talk to you!" Jing Jingya took a deep breath and calmed down.

"Forget it, Teacher Ning, I'm about the same age as you, and I don't know more than you!" Bei Wuwu smiled slightly, and took out a cigarette and lit it.

"Teacher, it's so easy to come out and play today, let's play together!" Fu Jia saw that there was some unhappiness between the two, and immediately came out to play a round.

Ning Jingya was stunned for a while, she didn't react for a while, and she was a little sad when she heard Bei Wuwu's words, but Fu Jia's words once again stimulated the trace of deviance in her heart, picked up the bottle, drank all the bottles of beer in one go, and her face was a little ruddy.

But Fu Jia and the others didn't see the sadness in Ning Jingya's eyes, and opened another bottle, Ning Ning Ya picked up and drank another bottle, after drinking this bottle, Ning Jingya's eyes began to drift, and her cheeks were already dyed with faint clouds.

"Jiajia, ...... again Open another bottle of ...... to the teacher" Jing Jingya stammered a little when she spoke, and the obvious strength of the wine came up.

"Okay, the teacher's drinking is good!" Fu Jia was a child after all, and he didn't see that Ning Jingya was angry.

"Okay, don't drink it!" Bei Wuwu suddenly stood up, took away the wine bottle in Ning Jingya's hand with one hand, his tone was a little angry, and his eyes showed some distress.

"You...... Who are you...... What do you care about me......" Jing Jingya said drunkly, reaching out to grab the wine bottle in Beiwuwu's hand. Jing Jingya has been an obedient child since she was a child, from school to work, she listened to the arrangements of her family, and today she indulged for the first time, and when she saw the surprised and worried appearance of Bei Wuwu, a trace of pleasure rose in her heart.

"I said I won't let you drink if I don't let you drink it!" Bei Wuwu slapped away Ning Jingya's hand with one hand, threw away the beer bottle, and exploded directly on the ground, the beer splashed everyone's legs, and Fu Jia and the others, who were still noisy just now, instantly quieted down.

It was as cold as ice and snow inside the private room, and no one spoke, and the music of heavy metal outside and the crazy voices of men and women came in, hitting everyone's hearts deeply.

"Bei Wuwu, you are too domineering!" everyone, Jing Jing Ya broke the quiet, covered her hand that was hurt by Bei Wu Wu, bit her lip and said very aggrievedly: "You weren't like this before. Perhaps because he saw the distress and disappointment in Beiwuwu's eyes, he lowered his head, and the sloppy eyes on his already pink cheeks slowly shed two lines of tears.

Fu Jia and the others were immediately dumbfounded, they knew that the relationship between Bei Wuwu and Ning Jingya was not ordinary, but when they heard it with their own ears, they still felt a little surprised.

"Uncle, teacher, ...... you" Fu Jia stared at the tense anger between the two, and remembered the round.

"You go out first, I have something to say to your teacher. Beiwuwu's deep voice was very hoarse.

"But......" Fu Jia got up and was about to say something, but he heard Bei Wuwu's voice that looked very hoarse due to anger: "Go out, didn't you hear what I said?"

Fu Jia was stunned, Bei Wuwu had never spoken to her like this, there was a trace of worry and a trace of helplessness, and she went out with her classmates unwillingly.

Fu Jia was born in a single-parent family since she was a child, and she didn't know who her father was, but her mother was busy working all day long and didn't care about her at all, Fu Jia regarded Bei Wuwu as her father to satisfy the emotional emptiness in her heart, she hoped that Bei Wuwu would play with herself without barriers when she was happy, and she could pat her shoulder to comfort herself when she was unhappy, and she had become her father in her heart.

However, at this moment, Bei Wuwu actually yelled at her, although there was a trace of anger, but Fu Jia still went out very obediently, and the youthful psychology that had sprouted for North Wuwu was blown away, leaving only family affection, and my father should be like this.

Seeing Fu Jia and the others leave, Bei Wuwu took out a cigarette, lit it slowly, and kept pacing in the room, feeling very irritable, while Ning Ningya lowered her head and sobbed softly.

Bei Wuwu pondered for a long time, sat down on Jing Jingya's side, picked up her delicate and boneless hand, stroked it carefully, and then asked softly, "Did I hurt you?"

Just because of his anger, Beiwu didn't have any sense of proportion, maybe he was too hard just now, how could a frail Jing Jing Ya bear it.

Jing Jingya struggled to withdraw her hand, but her strength was far less than that of Bei Wuwu, she struggled a bit, and accepted her fate, so she let Bei Wuwu grab her little hand, her expression was full of gloom, and she found that Bei Wuwu was very strange at this moment, she looked up at Bei Wuwu and said softly: "Bei Wuwu, you have changed!"

Bei Wuwu took a puff of cigarette violently, turned his face sideways, avoided the quiet and elegant eyes, and said with a wry smile: "People are not immutable, after experiencing a lot of things, there is no longer the frivolity of youth. ”

"No, that's not what I'm asking. Jing Jingya swept Bei Wuwu's face with her other hand, stared at Bei Wuwu's eyes and asked, "I'm talking about your heart!

Bei Wuwu was stunned for a moment, then let go of Jing Jingya's hand and laughed, as if he had heard a joke he had never heard before.

"Yes, my heart has changed!" Bei Wuwu suddenly stopped smiling, unbuttoned his shirt, pointed to a very conspicuous gunshot wound on his chest and said: "You see, this bullet knocked down my heart by three millimeters, and stayed in my body for several days, he has been injured, can he not change?"

At this moment, Bei Wuwu's eyes were very dim, as if he had seen through the world, his voice was extremely hoarse, and then he pointed to the other wounds on his body and said: "See, these wounds, each wound almost killed me, do you know what I have experienced? What qualifications do you have to say that I have changed?"

"No...... I shouldn't have said this, I'm sorry......" Jing Jingya suddenly hugged Bei Wuwu, and seeing those wounds of Bei Wuwu, her heart felt as if she had been hit hard by a thousand catties, and she felt a faint pain in her heart.

Jing Jing Ya was a little overwhelmed, her mind was blank, she had been thinking about this man all the time in her eleven years, she never thought that what she would see after eleven years was this man with countless scars all over her body, Jing Jingya's hands caressed Bei Wuwu's cheeks, and gently kissed Bei Wuwu's lips.

A faint smell of tobacco and alcohol stirred her heart, and the hard stubble pierced her face.

After a moment, the lips parted.

Bei Wuwu's expression was a little excited, his hands swept over Ning Jingya's cheeks, wiped the tears on her cheeks with his thumb, looked at Ning Ning Ya with deep eyes, and said softly: "Xiao Ya......"

The familiar call made Jing Jingya seem to have returned to the past, and the thoughts buried in her heart came to her heart in an instant, and tears couldn't stop flowing, gently stroking Bei Wuwu's face: "Wuwu, you are old!"

The corners of Beiwuwu's face moved slightly, and he wanted to get rid of Tranquility's hand, but he was held down by Tranquility.

"Worry-free, you must have been very bitter all these years!" Gently stroking Beiwu's cheek, Tranquility said with a sob.

Bei Wuwu's face was a little ugly, avoiding Jing Jingya's eyes, but it was like standing naked in front of Jing Jingya, and no place, including his heart, could avoid Jing Jingya's gaze.

"Huh......" Beiwuwu seemed to give up, and subconsciously handed over his soul.

"Xiaoya, I ......" Bei Wuwu opened his mouth hard, wanting to say something, but Jing Jingya's gentle and delicate sinner kissed Bei Wuwu's mouth again.

The two hearts that had been sworn by the mountains and the sea were rotten again, and they leaned back again at this moment, quietly feeling the change in their heartbeats.

"Worry-free, I still remember skipping school with you back then, and we always went to the mountains to see the scenery and enjoy the stars in the night sky. Tranquility lay on the shoulders of Bei Wuwu and whispered softly.

The corners of Beiwuwu's mouth slowly rose, and a faint smile was hung, as if recalling the things that were young and frivolous in the past, and the constricted brows slowly relaxed.

The two of them lay together like this, Jing Jing Ya occasionally muttered about the past, while Bei Wuwu listened quietly like a listener.

Just then, a rushing footstep came.

"Uncle, teacher, uh......" Fu Jia was jumping with his friends below, the more he thought about it, the more wrong it became, afraid that Bei Wuwu and Ning Jing Ya would have a bigger contradiction, and there was a trace of ominous premonition in his heart, and he immediately jumped up and took a look. But when I came up, I saw that Bei Wuwu and Jing Jingya were actually hugging each other, which made Fu Jia immediately speechless in shock.

"Uh...... You guys...... You go on......" Fu Jia quickly took a step back and prepared to leave.

"Ahem...... Bei Wuwu quickly stood up, buttoned up his shirt, and glared at Fu Jia angrily: "What to continue, we were just ...... In the chat, chat!"

"Uh......" Fu Jia stared wide-eyed, this uncle's skin is too thick, the two of you are as ambiguous as a young couple here, and you can chat in a beautiful name.

Jing Jingya on the side had already lowered her head, and her cheeks were red as if they could drip blood.

"Uncle, let's go down and jump together!" Fu Jia grabbed Bei Wuwu's arm, his heart was sour, afraid that he would leave the two of them to continue to make love.

"That...... Alright!" Bei Wufu glanced at Tranquility Ya, and then nodded.

"Jingle bell ......" At this moment, Beiwuwu's mobile phone rang, and when he took out his mobile phone, he saw that it was actually Dongfang Ruxue calling.

"Hey, what's the matter?" Bei Wuwu was very curious in his heart, what Dongfang Ruxue was calling him to do now.

"No worries in the north. Dongfang Ruxue's suppressed voice came from the other end of the phone, very cold: "You go back to ...... now" said half a sentence, feeling inappropriate, and then changed his words: "North worry-free, if you don't have anything to do now, then please come back." ”

"Okay!" Bei Wuwu replied lightly, then hung up the phone and put the phone in his pocket.

"Jiajia, I can't play with you anymore, there are some things that need to be dealt with!" Bei Wuwu turned to Fu Jia and said.

"Uncle...... You promised to play with me......" Fu Jia pouted and said a little unhappily.

"Next time, will I play with you next time?" Bei Wuwu smiled faintly and stroked the hair on the back of Fu Jia's head, very gentle.

"Okay!" Fu Jia nodded although he was extremely reluctant.

"What?is there something wrong?" Ning Ningya frowned, it was easy to see Bei Wuwu today, a lot of things have not been said, now it is easy to say something with Bei Wuwu, she is not willing to leave Bei Wuwu like this, she has been waiting for this day for eleven years, and she doesn't want to miss it like this.

"Yes, my wife called, I can't go back if I don't go back!"

Ning Jingya was stunned for a moment, only to feel a powerful force tearing her heart apart, the painful feeling in her heart, really uncomfortable, she nodded with her head, and then turned her head, tears slowly slipped down.

This scene was captured by the sharp eyes of Bei Wuwu, who clenched his fists tightly and slowly left.

Slowly walking out of the disco, opening the door of the BMW, the street is full of people, so lively, but all this is like a passing cloud, no matter how hard you try, you can't fit into the world.

A slightly bitter smile overflowed from the corner of his mouth, opened the car window, let the cool breeze blow on his body fiercely, took out a cigarette from his body, and took a hard puff to suppress the pain in his heart.

Beiwu remembered a sentence: Some people came to your world, taught you a lesson, and then turned away.

I used to smile indifferently when I saw this passage, but when I think of this sentence today, I only feel an inexplicable force blocking my throat, and the tearing pain in my heart is unbearable.

Bei Wuwu's eyes slowly began to become fierce, the originally powerful hand kept trembling at the moment, gasping heavily, his mind was chaotic, countless pictures of the battlefield came to mind, the smoke was filled, and the smell also reached the nostrils. The sound of artillery fire, gunfire and heart-rending killings seemed to be right in front of your ears, and the battle on the battlefield, the smoke of gunpowder and the piles of corpses seemed to be right in front of you.

Take a hard breath of air, calm your mood, forcibly suppress your impulse, and make your expression look more natural.

Then drove home in a BMW, North Worry-Free now has a vague concept of the word home, which has made him have a trace of concern in his heart, and North Worry-Free can't tell why, it may be that the battlefield has been fighting for too long, and he needs a stable place to live peacefully.