Chapter Twenty-Seven: Washing the Heart

"Who wants to go drinking with you, I don't know you at all!" Zuo Feng said angrily. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Let's go."

Unable to refuse, Mo Fuluo grabbed his wrist and dragged others towards the back of the alley.

Zuo Feng struggled as he walked, but how could he break open the Mo Fu Basket?

"Let go, I don't even know you."

"Mo Fuluo."

The two of them walked out not far away, and in front of the alley behind them, a blue slender figure slowly walked by.

Shen Zhiyu suddenly stopped at the entrance of the alley and looked into the alley.

"Master, what's wrong?"

Looking at the backs of the woman and the man in the alley who were gradually moving away, Shen Zhiyu's eyes flickered, and he said softly: "It's okay, let's go." ”

"Mo Fuluo, let me go, or I'll shout." Zuo Feng was still struggling to get away from Mo Fuluo, seeing that there were more and more people around him, Mo Fuluo's face was getting more and more gloomy.

"Forget it, let's go." Mo Fuluo was really upset by Zuo Feng's quarrel, and impatiently let go of the hand that restrained him.

Zuo Feng rubbed his somewhat sore wrist, glanced at Mo Fuluo angrily, turned around and ran into the crowd.

Mo Fuluo looked at the water-gray figure that gradually disappeared into the crowd and finally disappeared, and did not move for a long time.

Her heart still hurts terribly. As soon as he calmed down, his mind was full of Shen Zhiyu. Shen Zhiyu when he was a teenager, and Shen Zhiyu when he became an adult, kept switching back and forth, and he couldn't get rid of it. She couldn't spare any extra thoughts about Zuo Feng anymore.

At this moment, she just wanted to pour a pot of spirits and get drunk to the bottom. After waking up, she was still the Mo Fuluo who would not be moved by foreign affairs.

Mo Fu Luo walked out of this street and turned right, and after walking for a while, he smelled the aroma of wine, and the picturesque elegant but luxuriously decorated "Tibetan Yi Building" came into view.

"This gentleman, please." The guy in the restaurant warmly welcomed Mo Fuluo into the restaurant.

"Yitian Elegant Room." Mo Fuluo said as he walked directly to the second floor.

"It's you!" The restaurant guy has always had a good memory, and he has the ability to remember some distinguished guests, the last time Mo Fuluo followed Li Youge, he consciously wrote down people, and at this moment Mo Fuluo mentioned the words "Yitian Yajian", he completely remembered.

beckoned Mo Fuluo to sit down in the private room, and the restaurant guy said with a smile: "Master, do you still want tea this time?" ”

"I want the strongest liquor you've ever had."

"Master, this ......" The guy in the restaurant paused, and pushed a smile towards Mo Fuluo: "Are you alone?" ”

"Hmm."

"Lord—oh no, girl, I'm afraid the wine is too strong, and it will hurt your body, girl."

Mo Fuluo's face sank, and he said impatiently: "Where is there so much nonsense, let you take the strongest wine, you can take it!" ”

"This ......"

"Bang!" With a loud bang, Mo Fuluo slapped his palm on the table, and a crack cracked on the table where the palm fell.

The guy at the restaurant turned pale with fright.

"Why don't you go get the wine?"

"Yes, girl, wait a minute, the wine will be there soon!"

The restaurant guy responded in a panic and hurriedly bowed out of the room.

In the corridor outside the house, the woman in brocade who had been stopping outside to listen carefully looked at the restaurant guy who had hurriedly exited the private room, and couldn't help asking, "An Gui, what's going on inside?" ”

"Boss, I'm here for a drink, a woman. It should be the person who often keeps the distinguished guest in our private room. The guy from the restaurant who was called Angui came to the woman's side and whispered, and after speaking, he raised his sleeve and wiped the cold sweat on his forehead.

Hearing this, the woman first looked stunned, and then glanced at the swaying bead curtain on the door of Yitian's private room, and said softly: "It's okay, just serve the wine according to her requirements." ”

Mo Fuluo was even more upset as she waited in the private room, she tried to suppress her emotions, but she still couldn't suppress it. Sitting alone in this restaurant, it was only a moment, and my eyes couldn't help but moisten.

At this time, the door curtain rang softly, and Mo Fuluo hurriedly raised his hand to cover his teary eyes.

"Girl, here comes your wine."

"Put it down, get out."

"Okay, you use it slowly!" An Gui barely pulled out a smile, and didn't dare to look at Mo Fuluo more, so he hurriedly retreated.

Mo Fuluo took the wine glass to his eyes, poured a full glass, and a strong aroma of wine instantly filled the whole room.

He raised his head and drank it all, and his mouth and throat instantly felt as if they were on fire.

The taste of this wine is really strong enough.

Glass after cup, halfway through a pot of wine, Mo Fuluo only felt a hot tumbling in his stomach, but he still felt very sober.

Because, no matter how she hid, when she closed her eyes, she could still see the shadow of that person.

Shen Zhiyu, why do you want me to meet you again?

Why did I recognize you again?

Will you still remember me, will you recognize the bell that has turned into a mofu basket?

When he was a child, he always liked to hold her hand and smile warmly, and she laughed too, full of joy and pure eyes. She likes to run after him all the time, except for her brother, she likes to stick to Shen Zhiyu the most.

Later, she grew up, and he also became a handsome young man.

She slowly discovered that her liking for Shen Zhiyu seemed to be different from her liking for her brother.

I still remember that my brother still teased him, when my bell grows up, I won't recognize my brother, and I only have your brother Yu in my eyes. After all, I'm not like your brother Yu.

How can it be different, you are all brothers.

Of course it's different, but I want to marry and have children, and I can't stay by your side all the time. But he is different, he may guard you for the rest of your life.

That's right, Brother Yu seems to have told himself that he will always guard the bell.

But......

Wrong, all wrong!

Brother, you're a liar!

You didn't stay with me, you didn't marry and have children, you left forever.

And Shen Zhiyu, she will not be guarded by him in her life.

……

"This wine is indeed used to pour sorrow, pour and pour, and sorrow is even more sorrowful...... Hehe......" Mo Fuluo laughed as he thought about it. The vision in his eyes gradually blurred, but he could still distinguish the figure in a trance, why he couldn't get rid of it!

She really wanted to stand in front of him, smiled at him and said: Shen Zhiyu, it's me, I'm back.

But she couldn't do that anymore.

She had broken off with him eight years ago.

In the future, it will never be possible to come together.

He is such a beautiful and dazzling Shen Zhiyu, but she is a poisonous and ruthless Mo Fuyu.

Drunk today, finished today, and woke up tomorrow, she Mo Fuluo will never think about this person again!

Absolutely not!

There is only one thing she has to think about, and that is revenge.

This strong liquor can not only pour out sorrows, but also can be used to wash the heart.

One by one, all the people and things that should not be thought about or thought about are washed and cleaned, and the ground is completely clean......

"What about people? I want wine too! Mo Fu shouted out to the door, and seeing that no one answered her, she lifted the empty flask and threw it towards the door.

The flask broke through the white bead curtain and fell to the floor in the hallway, where it was shattered.

As soon as this crisp sound came out, the guests in the downstairs hall stopped drinking, and for a while, dozens of pairs of eyes looked at the second floor.

"This ......" An Gui, who had been guarding the door in the corridor, was scared out of half of his soul in an instant.

"It was the guy who accidentally broke the wine jug and disturbed your Yaxing, Xu Mei is here to make amends to you."

The woman in brocade gently helped downstairs, her voice was hoarse, and her temperament was indifferent.

"Where, Boss Xu doesn't have to be polite."

"Alas, it's a trivial matter, don't look at it anymore!"

"Come on, let's go on, everyone!"

The guests in the hall immediately began to talk to each other, and after a while, they went back to eating and drinking.

Xu Mei smiled and nodded at the guests downstairs, then turned to look at the pile of debris on the ground.