If I didn't talk about feelings in this life, I wouldn't have fallen in love with you, wouldn't I have been so crazy? But if so, how can I be crazy for you, crazy, stupid, greedy, angry, resentful, five poisonous, six impure, seven smoke, and eight winds.

Today happens to be the second "death day" of Long Yinmin's "death", on this day, Ji Yanqing ignored all the people, and did not want to go to the so-called cemetery to visit him, but put on a plain makeup, wearing a set of her favorite clothes in college, his favorite clothes appeared in a bar around her previous university.

The Rising Sun Bar, where the smell of alcohol and tobacco fills the air, and the passionate music is deafening, everything here is so decadent, but people are willing to lose themselves in such a world.

In the center of the stage, the girls with heavy makeup danced with their willow-like waists, and the blur on their faces from time to time made the men around them want to move, they couldn't resist the temptation, and the girls with close bodies danced together, and then sank together.

Ji Yanqing just felt the electronic blurry sound effects reverberating in the bar and the screams of indulgence on the dance floor, hoping that this would make her heart numb, so that there would not be too much sadness in her mind, and she would not be too embarrassed.

But the previous memories surged into Ji Yanqing's mind like a tide, making her unavoidable.

Her sad face doesn't seem to match the obsessive bar, but it feels so close.

Ji Yanqing sat at the bar with confused eyes, drinking unknown spirits one after another, and there were several empty wine bottles lined up messily on the bar.

She didn't know how much wine she had drunk, she only knew that her heart was really hurting now, like an ant gnawing.

The wine was poured into her mouth cup by glass, and her stomach was so bloated that she couldn't drink it anymore, but she still stubbornly poured the hot liquid into her stomach, hoping that she could forget her grief.

The dim light made her wander in her eyes, like the erratic phantom, no inch, no direction, no fixed place.

There seemed to be a person in front of him, and Ji Yanqing's eyes lit up, just like Ye Fan, who was drifting in the ocean, saw the harbor.

"Minbao, you ......"

The figure in front of him paused, but ignored the woman who was talking to him, and walked away.

Seeing that the person who had been longing for a long time was about to leave like this, he was anxious, and quickly reached out and wanted to catch him, but he didn't catch it, and he woke up violently.

A dull pain suddenly appeared in his heart, clutching his chest tightly, and eagerly said in the direction where the figure disappeared, "Don't go, okay? I really miss you." ”

The man heard her words, and his steps paused as he walked, and a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes, but he had never been a nosyman, and walked away.

Ji Yanqing got up, stumbled towards the man, and grabbed his clothes tremblingly.

"Minbao, do you know, I listen to you very much, otherwise I will cry, I don't want you to worry, but I can't hold it back, my heart really hurts, can you tell me, what should I do?"

The man looked at Ji Yanqing, who was about to cry or not, and frowned.

He has heard of the controller of Ji's Group, the kaolin flower of Mount Everest, and the cold-hearted female president of the mall, he can't imagine that she has such a side.

The man was a little curious about why Ji Yanqing was like this, but he was just curious.

The man broke Ji Yanqing's hand away, and said expressionlessly: "You recognize the wrong person." ”

Hearing the words, Ji Yanqing narrowed her eyes, and then there was a "pop" sound in the bar.

Ji Yanqing slapped the man in the face.

Ji Yanqing, who had beaten someone, covered her face and squatted on the ground, muttering to herself.

"Minbao is gone, gone. ”

After speaking, he got up suddenly, walked to the bar, picked up the wine and poured it into his mouth.

The man who was slapped touched his aching face, and he didn't even know why he was beaten?

It seems that he didn't provoke Ji Yanqing.

The man had a calm face, a little red light in his eyes, very good, the first to be beaten by a woman, he was still a drunkard.

Just when the man wanted to walk towards Ji Yanqing and discuss with her what had just happened, a girl hurriedly ran in from outside the door.

As soon as the girl came in, her eyes were swaying around, looking for the person she was looking for, and she saw someone who was getting drunk, chopped her feet, and was so angry that she died.

I knew she was going to be here.

The girl comes to the drunk woman.

Seeing someone walking towards Ji Yanqing, the man dispelled the idea of looking for Ji Yanqing He pulled the stool on the side, sat down, pointed his ears, and listened to them carefully.

"Xiaoqing, you're enough, can't you cheer me up a little?Why do you have to behave like this, I'd rather you cry than be like this. ”

The girl looked at Ji Yanqing's face as if she had lost her vitality, and she felt very uncomfortable, and couldn't help but scold a few words.

Ji Yanqing squinted, and after seeing the person who came clearly, she hugged the wine bottle tightly and covered her bleeding heart.

"Xiao Ran, do you know? I want to cry too, but I can't cry now, what can I do? He said, you can't cry, you can't cry, because he will be distressed, so you can't cry. ”。

Her eyes were swollen, and Ji Yanqing also wanted to vent and cry, but no, now she can't cry without his comfort, so she can't cry, can't cry.

"I know you don't want him to worry, but if you look at you like this, can he rest assured? You can't think about anyone else, you have us besides him. ”

Mo Dyed Yi's heart was stinging, and her only good friend was like this for love, and she didn't know how to help her.

She knew the pain in Ji Yanqing's heart, but no matter how painful she was, Long Yinmin couldn't come back.

"No, you don't understand, you know? I can't find him, I don't know where to look for him, I can only ask him to come back to me, he said he will come back, he will come back. ”

Ji Yanqing's eyes were red, he really said that he would marry me and come back, he was just lost now, sooner or later he would definitely find his way back.

Ji Yanqing didn't cry, but Mo Dyed Yi couldn't help it, tears flowed, and she couldn't help but roar: "Do you know that he is dead! If you don't believe it, we can go to the cemetery in the suburbs now." ”

Ji Yanqing shook her head, "I'm not going! I won't believe in his sacrifice, please don't say it again, I really won't believe it, I'll just wait here, he will come back, really, you have to believe me." ”

Seeing that Ji Yanqing had never believed that Long Yinmin had died, Mo Ranyi really didn't know what to say, the army had already told her that Long Yinmin had died, but Ji Yanqing just didn't believe it, she didn't know what belief made her insist that Long Yinmin was still there.

In the bar, men and women are still frantically swaying their so-called youth, making themselves even more depraved, and in all the environments that are like an abyss, the curvature of the corners of the man's mouth is looming.

He heard all the conversations between Ji Yanqing and Mo Dying Yi.

He was super interested in him in their mouths, and he actually made Ji Yanqing, who has always been cold, look like this.