"Well, I won't. ”

"Then you go, tomorrow...... Nor is it used to ...... Finish. ”

"Actually, as long as it's not liquor, the others are ......" Listening to his words, the corners of Mu Qingyang's mouth twitched!

"You wait!" Before Mu Qingyang could finish speaking, he interrupted with a loud voice.

"......" only heard his voice, and when he looked closely, the person who was still there just now disappeared in front of his eyes with a "whoosh" sound like a gust of wind.

Just staying on the roof, listening to the words of a stranger who had only met once, Mu Qingyang really didn't know whether he should listen to him or not, so he waited here stupidly.

It was just a drunk person, and Mu Qingyang began to wonder if he wanted to listen to the drinking words of a drunk person......

Just when Mu Qingyang was hesitating whether he should stay here, a cool breeze blew, and he had already appeared in front of him.

"Give. The two not too small boxes, when he just finished speaking, were placed in front of Mu Qingyang almost at the same time.

"Wine jar?" Just now he heard the slight "jingling" sound, and through the wooden strip used to fix it, Mu Qingyang probably guessed a little.

"Fruit wine...... And rice wine, you ...... Optional. ”

As he spoke, he picked up his jar again.

"But......" subconsciously wanted to refuse, but after only saying two words, Mu Qingyang shut up.

The moment the jar was opened, the aroma was overflowing, and the aroma of the fruit clearly overshadowed the taste of the wine.

"It smells so good. Smelling the tempting smell, Mu Qingyang took a sip gently, and his mouth was full of sweetness.

"Touch one. When he heard the sound, he looked up, and a wine jar was already pestle in front of his eyes.

Subconsciously handed over the wine jar, and the crisp sound had a bit of atmosphere.

……

Perhaps it was the sweetness of the fruit wine, and before she knew it, she had already drunk a jar.

"You say you're really unreliable. Mu Qingyang said that he had already punched him.

"Reliable! I don't believe you, rely on ......," he said, reaching out to pull her over.

"What do I entrust you with...... You, just drink here......" Subconsciously turned her body away, and she casually picked up a new wine jar.

"I'm annoying!" he shouted, and he stood up all at once.

"What's the annoyance...... Annoying...... Mu Qingyang stretched out his hand and sat him beside him.

"Listen?" he said, glancing at her face.

"You say...... I'll just ...... Listen. Looking back at the eyes staring at him, Mu Qingyang nodded his head heavily as he spoke.

"Someone I like...... I'm getting married!"

"Congratulations...... Congratulations"

"Congratulations, fart!" As the words fell, Mu Qingyang felt a pain in his head.

"Why are you beating me!" As if it was an instinct, Mu Qingyang, who did not show weakness, immediately slapped his palm on his head.

"She's going to marry...... It's someone else......" Brushing her hand away, a pang of pain on his face.

"......" was groggy in his head, but at this moment, Mu Qingyang seemed to be a little sober.

It turns out that the person he likes is going to get married, but the groom is not him, is he using wine to kill his sorrows? !

looked at the person who seemed to be drunk, at this moment, Mu Qingyang's heart actually had a little pity for her.

"There is no grass at the end of the world!" As if to comfort him, she gently patted him on the shoulder.

"I've been by her side since she was born and watched her grow up...... Joy, anger, sorrow, happiness...... All her ......" was like a kind of venting, and his voice grew louder and louder.