Chapter 4: Falling into the Lake

Su Tong bit the corner of his mouth, only dared to look at Wang Jing, and wanted to stop him, but he couldn't say anything.

He is also self-respecting and strong, blindly compromising and pleasing him, and even going against the grain, not only did not make him happy, but also made him angry.

He didn't dare, but he was reluctant to let him go......

Wang Jing stood for a moment, his eyes were dark and lonely that the light of the sun and the moon could not disperse, and the laughter and laughter of the night on the other side of the river came into his ears, he closed his eyes, turned around and grabbed the wine on the table and knocked it on the table, looking at Su Tong, who was a little confused, "Aren't you going to get drunk and not return?"

Although he didn't understand why he left and why he stayed, Su Tong still smiled happily, sat down at the table, poured two glasses of wine, handed one to Wang Jing, and drank the other by himself.

Wang Jinger took the wine glass without saying a word and drank it, and without saying a word, he looked at the wine that was spinning in the glass again, which was obviously clean and thorough, but in his eyes it was as elusive as colorful.

The two didn't quarrel anymore, just drank one cup after another.

Wang Jing was depressed and wanted to drink 300 cups for some reason, while Su Tong watched Wang Jing drink one cup at a time without knowing the taste.

"Dark Cloud...... Go get some wine and ......," Wang Jing said suddenly.

Su Tong smiled sideways, stood up crookedly, and glanced around, "Oh...... You wait, I'll go find ......"

Su Tong, who was so drunk, took the person in Wang Jing's mouth as his own, but as soon as he arrived at the door, a jar of wine had been delivered to him, Su Tong raised his eyes to thank the person, but found that there was no one in front of him, so he only turned around with a smile.

A wisp of black wind swept by, Su Tong squinted, and when he opened his eyes again, there were several more jars of wine on the table, Wang Jingzheng lifted a jar and raised his head to drink, Su Tong smiled more and more happily and walked to the table and sat down, opened the sealing mud, and also raised his head to drink.

He can't say a lot of words, only wine is the most haode, accompany him to be happy, without saying a word, it seems to be able to understand the hidden mind, gently care for it from being understood.

Su Tong was drunk and lay on the table, but his fingers were still on the round wine jar, listening to the sound of the jar shaking on the table, he happily pulled the corners of his mouth, and said in a daze, "Drink again, drink again......"

After drinking a lot of wine, Wang Jingben's cold face was like a flower splashed with wine, dazzling, charming and dazzling, and the pair of cloudy halo eyes fell on Su Tong's side of his face, and he wanted to say goodbye.

It took a long time for him to look at Su Tong's head, and gently stroked Su Tong's rolling face with his hand, "You love him very much, don'......t you? You won't have a chance to tell him......"

Wang Jing's eyes were blurred with a smile, but there was a drop of rain in his eyes, "I love him too...... I also didn't have a chance to tell him that I loved him very much......"

Hehehe......

The laughter was full of bitterness, and the black shadow behind the pillars of the porch outside the house clenched his hands, turned over and jumped, and slid towards the still water of the lake, and disappeared into the lively Wanhong Building.

Looking at it, Wang Jing buried his head in Su Tong's well, rubbed his delicate and smooth neck skin, probed Su Tong's waist on the bracelet, and sighed with nostalgia and satisfaction with the word "moon ......"

The stomach was full of wine, and Su Tong writhed uncomfortably to break free, but the rope tied around his waist became tighter and tighter as he struggled.

Suddenly, a high Lang in the stomach rushed straight to the throat, Su Tong pushed Wang Jing hard, tilted his head to the side, and vomited in a daze.

The filth of the place was disgusting, and the smell of alcohol rushed up, raging in the spacious hall.

Wang Jingzheng, who fell from the round stool and sat on the ground, was about to get angry, but when he heard the uncomfortable vomiting sound of the person in front of him, he only relaxed and sat on the ground.

The filth that splashed on his clothes from the ground attracted Wang Jing's attention, but it didn't attract Su Tong's attention, Su Tong had just been relieved, and he didn't even bother to open his eyelids and fell down.

However, a pair of hands dragged him back in time, and was smashed on Wang Jing like a puppet by the drunkard who was spinning.

Wang Jing held Su Tong hard, but it was unbearable as if this posture was that Su Tong was not comfortable, and he moved vigorously.

Wang Jing was already groggy and Su Tong shrank to the ground without knowing what to do, and he heard the sound of ping pong under his feet, Su Tong suddenly dragged him, his center of gravity was unstable and his feet slipped, the two of them smashed to the ground heroically, and there was a muffled snort under him, and the people below had a splitting headache and supported his head with his hands, and tried to push him away several times with one hand against his chest but couldn't push him away, Wang Jing only looked at him distractedly, his hand was falling on the corner of Su Tong's eyes, and Su Tong's eyes opened.

As soon as his eyes met, the smart and crystalline brilliance covered Wang Jing, and he kissed those eyes with a smile, as if the things that had disappeared for a long time were finally found and filled, and the whole person was in a trance in his laughter.

Su Tong, who was drunk, couldn't even close his eyes well, half of his eyeballs were poked, and tears splashed out at once.

Holding on to the pain, he closed his eyes all of a sudden, but he couldn't open them, the cold thing on his eyelids pressed tightly, trembling with the muffled laughter but he didn't leave, I don't know if it was his body temperature or the thing that would naturally heat up, or the hot wind, I only felt that the coolness suddenly dissipated, and the warmth was like a fire gradually burning on the eyelids.

Wang Jing laughed vigorously, laughing so hard that his whole body shook sullenly, and it seemed that it would never be enough.

Su Tong was pressed uncomfortably, and raised his hand in a daze to push away the things that were pressed on his face, Wang Jing didn't use any force at all, so naturally Su Tong pushed him away.

Freedom, the cold air protected his face again, Su Tong took a comfortable breath, and he didn't open his eyes when he was satisfied, he wanted to sleep here.

Wang Jing bumped into the wooden bench, the dull pain pierced his mind with a trace of clarity, and when the originally affectionate eyes swept to the person in front of him, he gradually became gray and cold, staring at the handsome and restrained face covered by messy hair, and once again called out a word "Yue ......"

It's just that in the words, there is only endless bitterness and sinking.

Wang Jing smiled desolately, exhausted all his emotions, and was a cold and ruthless person, straightened up, walked a few steps, and finally turned around and stared at the person on the ground, and after a while, he moved over, picked him up and threw him into the cold and biting winter water of the lake outside.

He didn't turn to leave, nor did he come to the rescue, just watched coldly, listening to a loud "bang", and a high splash of water splashed on the calm lake.

I don't know what he meant by doing this, if he wanted to watch a scene where a chicken in the soup struggled in the water, he didn't see a hint of teasing joy on his face.

Hit by cold water, Su Tong opened his eyes suddenly, instinctively kicked his legs up, and fluttered wildly with his hands raised, Su Tong didn't know water, and after he accidentally fell into the ice water and almost drowned when he was a child, he had a deep fear of water.