1004, the flowers and branches tremble

The courtyard dam halfway up the mountain is as bright as day. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 infoA piece of butter and tender, covered with cumin, pepper noodles, chili noodles, minced coriander, white sesame seeds, and other unexplained seasonings have been placed on the table, exuding an enticing aroma.

"Brother, do you still want beer? Eat roast whole sheep and drink beer, Ba Shi is very comfortable!" The middle-aged boss grinned and walked up to Wang Bo with a mouthful of big yellow teeth and asked, his eyes were empty, and there were several black smudges like charcoal on his face, and his face was smoky, showing that he was tired from the roast sheep work just now.

"Drag a box here!" Wang Bo waved his hand and said arrogantly.

"A beer!" the middle-aged man shouted to his wife, his face flushed, "old woman, play the music for the younger brothers and sisters, and when they are full of food and drink, they can dance around the campfire next to them." ”

"Yes!music will be coming soon-!" the proprietress dragged out her voice and spat out a laughing bird language, making a group of English undergraduate students laugh and laugh.

"Bang-"

"Bang-"

"Bang-"

“……”

As the proprietress used a screwdriver to open the bottles of beer in the plastic box, without Wang Bo to greet them, Wei Shousong, Tu Yunliang and others began to send a bottle of wine each.

"Cheers!"

"Long live Class 5!"

"Thank you, Boss!"

"Long live Brother/Boss!"

"You're welcome, brothers and sisters! There is wine today and drunk tomorrow, tonight, everyone will not return home if they are not drunk!"

"Okay, don't get drunk and don't go home!"

“……”

Wang Bo's words were like fireworks shooting into the air, directly igniting everyone's enthusiasm. More than 20 men and women did not sit down, but gathered directly around the large round table containing the roast whole sheep, with their hands with plastic gloves, scrambling to tear, grabbing the meat of the sheep, eagerly stuffing it into their mouths, chewing and biting violently, their mouths full of oil, and their faces immediately showed a comfortable and satisfied look. Roasted whole lamb is hundreds of pieces, and in 2001, especially for a group of college students who rushed to eat instant noodles in the dormitory, it was definitely a good thing to drool. Wang Bo's fifth class, in addition to him, Su Mengyao and Xue Fei have eaten so far. After tonight, many people can go home and brag about their experience of eating roasted whole sheep to their relatives and friends.

Eating the spicy and spicy roast whole sheep, drinking the cold and refreshing beer, it doesn't sound good, but this situation and this scene has a unique flavor of the old song, standing in the courtyard dam halfway up the mountainside and looking into the distance, the eyes are high-rise buildings, the city forest with bright lights, the men and women of the fifth class, only feel extremely comfortable, full of pride, the future is infinitely better, many people can't help but gush out of Taizu's famous words:

The world is yours and ours, but in the end it's yours!

The resurgence of mutual toasts. Many people were the first to come up to salute Wang Bo, Wang Bo waved his hand at him, pointed to his stomach, and said that he was almost drunk tonight, and if he drank again, he would be really drunk. These people did not think much of themselves, and even thoughtfully asked him to drink less, and instead went to other people nearby to drink together.

Wang Bo dragged a small lamb chop from the sheep with a plastic glove hand, and carried the beer bottle with more than half of it left, to the edge of the courtyard dam. There were two bamboo chairs here, and Wang Bo picked one and sat down. He chewed slowly and tasted the roasted whole lamb, while occasionally glancing at the foot of the mountain. The location of the farmhouse that Su Mengyao and her family chose is good, and as far as the eye can see, they can see most of the YZ District one after another, like starlight, including a short section of the winding Yangtze River. Occasionally, he would glance at the group of men and women who were eating and drinking. The charcoal of the roast sheep has not yet been extinguished, and it emits a scarlet fire. Under the firelight, there are youthful faces full of excitement and heroism. Some of them ate and drank, some chatted while eating, some toasted each other, some hooked shoulders and whispered unknown words, and some exuded unbridled laughter, which was simple and pure, wanton and happy. At this moment, a feeling emerged in Wang Bo's heart, that is, it is good to be young, and youth is wonderful!

However, this kind of thought of praising youth only lasted for a few minutes, and an inexplicable depression suddenly flooded Wang Bo's heart. They are happy, they are really happy, they are really happy, they are really young, and he believes that they are happy from the heart. However, whether it is happy, happy or happy, for Wang Bo, there is always a sense of incompatibility. He belongs to them, but he is not part of them. He was their classmate, but he was not their classmate. He is a passerby, a person who is already old, but forcibly snatches a young body and pretends to be a young "outsider" and a "foreign body". He knew a lot of them, a lot of things, but they didn't know anything about him. Yes, nothing is known, except for envy, adoration, and perhaps some unmanifestable jealousy. But what is there to be proud of, or fundamentally, how much does it mean?

On the other side, the sky is noisy, and the youth is flying, but my heart is lonely and lonely, and I am dying of old age. The so-called sentimentality, sadness and sadness are probably like this.

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"Why is it a person drinking here alone?" Wang Bo was falling into his own woman's menstruation, and from time to time there would be a burst of sentimentality, when a familiar voice sounded. Wang Bo looked up and saw Su Mengyao walking over in a swaying posture, just like him, dragging a small lamb chop in one hand and a bottle in the other. Wang Bo glanced at the other party's wine bottle, which contained less beer than him, only a small half remained.

"Where is the stuffy wine?, am I pouring myself a drink?!" Wang Bo laughed, grabbed the bottle and handed it to Su Mengyao, who was sitting opposite him. The other party sensibly touched him lightly with his own bottle, raised his neck and took a sip. Su Mengyao, who raised her neck, showed her smooth and slender neck in front of Wang Bo's eyes at a glance, with the swallowing of beer in her mouth, her throat trembled gently, her posture was beautiful, her movements were sultry, and under the reflection of the bonfire in the distance, it looked especially snow-white and dazzling, for a while, Wang Bo couldn't help but be a little crazy, the sentimentality that filled his heart not long ago, the sad spring and sad autumn disappeared without a trace, and he just wanted to become an elegant vampire, popping out his fangs, biting at the snow-white neck like a swan, and embracing it for the first time.

"Drink yourself, are you living in isolation, right?" Su Mengyao, who had drunk a lot of wine, was obviously much more presumptuous than during the day, and directly slapped Wang Bo in the eye.

Next, the two started chatting. Su Mengyao thanked Wang Bo and said that he was too wasteful today, giving everyone one surprise after another.

Wang Bo shook his head, pointed to the group of students who fell into joy in the distance, and said that it is difficult to buy a smile, as long as everyone is happy, when they recall today in the future, they will feel happy and beautiful, and leave unforgettable memories, then it is worth the money and the money is not unjust.

Speaking of "surprise", Su Mengyao suddenly remembered something, and her smiling face sank suddenly. Su Mengyao bit her lip, seemed to be smiling, looked at Wang Bo with an interrogative expression, and said, "Wang Bo, Wei Shousong didn't say anything today, I didn't know that you had a girlfriend -- you are hiding it deeply! By the way, who is your girlfriend?

Wang Bo shrugged his shoulders, looked innocent, did not call the other party's Chinese name, and said: "Elizabeth (Elizabeth), I don't seem to have denied that I have a girlfriend, right?"

Hearing Wang Bo call her English name, Su Mengyao was stunned, and immediately remembered that the two had inquired about each other's love status in English when they had chatted in the English corner. Although Wang Bo did not admit it at that time, he did not deny the fact that he had a girlfriend, and compared to her own lies, strictly speaking, there were far fewer "mistakes".

But girls have always been "unreasonable" in this regard, especially beautiful girls. Su Mengyao didn't think it was her fault, she only felt that Wang Bo had deceived her. Su Mengyao looked at Wang Bo with hatred in her eyes, and said unwillingly: "You are Lai Pi! You are very annoying! You haven't answered my question yet, who is your girlfriend? Isn't it beautiful?"

Wang Bo thought to himself, even if I am Laipi, it is better than you to open your mouth and speak in the vernacular. But he wasn't angry, because the other party lied for him, and because he was interesting to him, he deliberately didn't say anything about having a boyfriend, just like Zhang Wei's betrayal of Wei Shousong. The ass determines the head, and the interests determine the position, if Su Mengyao is not interested in him, if Zhang Wei "takes the initiative to show favor" is not him, but the old man in his forties in his previous life, his opinion of the two will definitely be very different, and hats such as "slut" and "slut" will be buckled on each other's heads.

"She's right next door. I guess it's my high school classmate. As for the looks, uh, not as beautiful as you!" Wang Bo thought for a while and said, at the same time complimenting Su Mengyao against his will.

Every woman loves compliments, especially those from successful men. As soon as Wang Bo said this, although he knew that most of the other party was saying beautiful things, Su Mengyao was still overjoyed when he heard it, and he glared at him coquettishly, and said with a cool mouth: "Cut! Who believes you!" After speaking, Su Mengyao kept staring at Wang Bo's face, and after a few seconds, she suddenly smiled "poof", laughing so much that it was a leaning forward and backward together, the flowers and branches trembled, and for a while, even the continuous lights at the foot of the mountain lost their color.

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