Jin Yang hooked his lips, chuckled twice, picked up the wine glass and touched it with Qin Sheng's cup, then continued to drink the wine, and then picked up the wine bottle by himself, filled it with wine again, and continued to drink a glass.

After three glasses in a row, Jin Yang's tense mood was slightly loosened, he leaned lazily on the sofa, boredly playing with the purple crystal cup in his hand, listening to the nonsense of the people next to him, and always maintained a silent attitude, only occasionally picking up the wine glass and pouring himself a breath of wine.

On the way, someone talked to Jinyang, but Jinyang seemed a little absent-minded, and from time to time he thought about how Lin Shen lived in the face of such a scandal in Beijing.

Thinking about it, Jin Yang felt that the wine he had just drunk was a little disgusting.

He raised his hand and took out a cigarette from his pocket, and when he lit it with a match, he didn't scratch it several times, zuihou was Qin Sheng holding the cigarette in his mouth, coming up, and lit it for Jinyang.

Jin Yang closed his eyes, leaned on the sofa, took a slow breath, and spit out a beautiful smoke ring, he held his head high, watching the smoke gradually dissipate, his heart seemed to be missing a piece, faint pain, for a long time, he felt a pain in his fingertips, looked down and looked, it was the smoke that burned out, burned him, he quickly raised his hand, pressed the cigarette out in the ashtray, and then rubbed the burned place on his fingers, turned his head sideways, and said to Qin Sheng, who was sitting next to him: "Ah Sheng, have you ever been such a person, You've said countless times that you're going to give up, but you're still reluctant to give up? ”

Qin Sheng was slightly stunned, and the thin darling who was as proud as a queen appeared in his mind, and then chuckled lightly and said, "No." ”

"I have" Jin Yang stared at the wine glass full of red liquid on the table, under the colorful light, refracting amber-like light, his eyes became a little trance: "During this time, I have been lying to myself, I am very happy, but I have only now found out that even if I deceived others, I couldn't deceive my own heart, and after I left Beijing, I was not happy." ”

"Is it Beijing, or is it the one in Beijing?"

"Is there a difference?" Jin Yang asked in a low voice, and said: "Beijing is just one of her to me." ”

Qin Sheng didn't speak, but just added wine to the wine glass in front of Jin Yang.

Jin Yang picked up the wine glass, poured it hard, as if he was addicted, and continued: "When I was with her, she didn't have me in her eyes, and I felt that every minute and every second was sad, but after leaving, I realized that in fact, as long as I could see her, even if I was arguing with her, I felt that it was a very happy time." ”

"I think that when I come back, I can return to the Jinyang who was like water in the past, but now, do you know how much I envy the Jinyang who can follow her even if she doesn't love herself?"

There is always such a person, who is engraved in your life clearly and clearly, invades your bloodline, penetrates deep into your bone marrow, and cannot be forgotten in life and death.

That person follows your breath all his life, and with your memory, he accompanies you to the gray hair and eyebrows, to the desolation.

"So" Jin Yang hung his head and said softly: "I really want to go back to Beijing"