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Xiao Qingqiu, who was still in high spirits yesterday, was sitting in the most inconspicuous corner at the moment, drinking alone sullenly. The bloodied wound had clotted with blood, and he looked no better than a dog on all fours.

What Xiao Qingqiu wants to do most is to get drunk, only being drunk can make him forget the pain and the tears of his lover.

But the more he drank, the more sober he became, and the more sober he became, the more painful he became. What lingers in my mind is the thousands of instructions before leaving, and a pair of eyes that are tender like water.

They were like poisonous insects gnawing at the fragile heart, the empty wine bottles on the table were scattered all over the place, the hair was scattered and sticky to the face, the embarrassed look, the painful eyes, the severed right hand, everything was gathered on this young man.

Qingge came to the Central Plains for the first time, and she had some yearning for the bustling city, so she pulled Qin Huan out of Baiyun Villa quietly.

Coincidentally, Qingge and Qin Huan, who sneaked into the city, actually met Xiao Qingqiu, who was drunk.

Qingge and Qin Huan found a seat and sat down, ordered two bowls of Yangchun noodles, and completely ignored the drunken young man.

Xiao Qingqiu poured down the wine one by one, it was like a cow drink, not tasting the taste of wine at all.

Suddenly, a group of people came out of the darkness, led by a child of a family, dressed in brocade clothes. It looks quite delicate, but there is an extra hideous scar on his face, and in the dim light, his face is distorted and terrifying when he laughs.

The young man in brocade walked to Xiao Qingqiu's table angrily, looked at Xiao Qingqiu, who was so drunk, and laughed wildly. grabbed Xiao Qingqiu's hair and forced him to look up at himself.

The brocade-clothed young man looked at the down-and-out Xiao Qingqiu very happily, as if there was nothing in the world more worthy of his laughter than Xiao Qingqiu's depravity.

The brocade-clothed young man said: "Xiao Qingqiu, I didn't expect you to have today." ”

Xiao Qingqiu was stunned for a moment before he saw the young man in front of him clearly, and muttered, "Come, I'll invite you to drink." ”

The brocade-clothed young man waved his sleeves and knocked off the wine bottle in Xiao Qingqiu's hand, spat in his face, and said viciously: "Wine, wine, wine, you are an alcoholic, you know how to drink." I don't want to drink your wine, I want to drink the joy of Hu Daxia and Wan Sisi. ”

As soon as he said Wan Sisi, Xiao Qingqiu's face immediately changed, and in a blink of an eye, he returned to normal and continued: "If you don't drink, then what are you doing?" ”

The young man in brocade said: "What am I doing here, I asked well." You take a good look at my face, my face is ruined because of whom. I slashed a sword in my face and made me suffer for the rest of my life. I also want you to suffer for the rest of your life, and I want to cut your face one by one. Are you satisfied? ”

Xiao Qingqiu's eyes were hazy, and he said, "It's just a face, if you want it, take it." ”

The young man in brocade said: "You are like a dog now, and you have no strength at all." Anyway, I have to torture you, torture you slowly, and when you beg me for mercy, I may consider slashing you in the face, or how to vent my hatred. ”

Xiao Qingqiu was thrown into the wine vat by a big buffalo like a helpless child, Xiao Qingqiu collapsed to the ground like a man, the wine vat was broken, and the wine flowed to the ground. The brocade-clothed young man paced over, pressed Xiao Qingqiu's head, and said, "Don't you like to drink, why don't you drink anymore?" ”

Sure enough, as soon as Xiao Qingqiu heard this, he struggled to climb a few steps forward, and drank in the mud. The brocade-clothed young man laughed, Qingge couldn't help but beat the brocade-clothed boy, but Qin Huan held his hand down, and Qin Huan shook his head to signal that he should not be nosy. Qingge glared at Qin Huan, since Qin Huan didn't let her interfere, he naturally had his reasons.

The young man in brocade shouted: "Come and see, this is the world-famous swordsman Xiao Qingqiu, come and see, he is not as good as a dog, dogs don't drink wine in the mud, he has to crawl over to drink." Hahaha, hahaha......"

In the midst of perverted laughter, a red-clothed maid rushed over and asked breathlessly, "Where is Xiao Qingqiu?" ”

The brocade-clothed young man pointed to the man with the broken arm on the ground and said, "No, who is it not Xiao Qingqiu who fell to the ground?" ”

The red-clothed maid hesitated, unable to believe that the former noble son would be the drunk man in front of him.

Seeing the red-clothed maid hesitating, the brocade-clothed young man kicked at Xiao Qingqiu and turned him over with his toes, and the red-clothed maid saw Xiao Qingqiu with a muddy face clearly, and wanted to help him up, but Xiao Qingqiu was too heavy, and her weak body couldn't bear the seven-foot man beside her.

The red-clothed maid was anxious and said, "Xiao Gongzi, wake up, wake up, I'm Xiaohong." ”

The brocade-clothed young man interjected: "He's so drunk now that I'm afraid he forgot who he is." ”

The red-clothed maid said: "Young Master Xiao, wake up quickly, our young lady is waiting for you, you go quickly." ”

Xiao Qingqiu suddenly sobered up, and also recognized the girl beside him, and said, "Xiaohong, go back." Say 'thank you' and 'I'm sorry' to your young lady for me, I failed her. ”

The red-clothed maid was in a hurry, tears fell straight down, she choked up, and said, "Xiao Gongzi, what kind of person are you talking about, the person who Miss wants to marry is you, how can you push her away so cruelly." ”

Xiao Qingqiu said calmly: "Now I am just a crippled person, not your young lady's beloved, and I am no longer worthy of being good with your young lady." Hu Yidao is affectionate and righteous, he will take good care of your young lady. I was relieved that he would take care of Sisi. ”

The red-clothed maid said softly: "Young Master Xiao, a woman's heart, why don't you understand it at all?" ”

Xiao Qingqiu turned his face, for fear that Xiaohong would see the tears rolling in his eyes, forcibly suppressed his sadness, sighed, and said, "Xiaohong, tell your young lady to forget me, saying that I, Xiao Qingqiu, am not worthy of her life." ”

The red-clothed maid was very angry, and said hatefully: "Okay, you Xiao Qingqiu, my young lady is blind to like you like a wolf-hearted person, she sews and mends clothes for you every night and weaves new clothes for you." Every day, I worry about you, worry that you will be hurt, go to the temple and pray to God to keep you safe. When you come back, the happiest is the young lady. You went away from the rivers and lakes, and it was the young lady who was afraid of you. Now, you want to abandon my young lady, the man is really cold. ”

The red-clothed maid ran away crying, her shadow gradually drowned in the endless darkness.

The brocade-clothed young man came back to his senses and muttered, "Wan Sisi...... Xiao Qingqiu, you are really eyeless, and you dare to throw even a thousand threads. ”

Xiao Qingqiu ignored the young man in brocade, looking up at the starry sky, tonight's night sky, full of stars, like a lover's eyes, gentle and affectionate.

The brocade-clothed young man still refused to let go of Xiao Qingqiu, who was frustrated in love, he squatted down, stroked Xiao Qingqiu's face, and said in a low voice: "Back then, you beat me to a serious injury and broke three ribs, I am a courteous person, you broke my three ribs, I will also break your three ribs." (To be continued.) )