232 Drunk

The four of them were discharged from the hospital in order to take care of Yang Yu and came to a tavern to celebrate.

This tavern is in the suburbs, very close to the hospital, and it didn't take long to get there, because they are all people who live in this suburb, so there are not many people.

Meng Shuixin stopped in front of the tavern and looked at the sign "Old Times" written on it.

The whole tavern looks like it was built with a wooden structure, and it feels like you have traveled back in time to the old days.

At the door is a short bamboo curtain made of bamboo, and when you lift the curtain and walk in, you can still smell the fragrance coming from the bamboo.

"What are you doing in a daze, Meng Shuixin, I'm starving to death." Yang Yu pushed Meng Shuixin, and Meng Shuixin guessed that he came to his senses.

The wood of the tavern is a bit like an ancient style, but it incorporates some post-modernist layout structure, Meng Shuixin walked in, and the whole air was filled with a faint scent of sandalwood, which made people's hearts suddenly relax.

There weren't many people in the tavern, and it was as if there was no boss, just two waiters who served back and forth.

I was a little happy today, Yang Yu drank a little too much, and Meng Shuixin naturally drank a lot of it, but Yang Yu was the first drunk among the four people, she looked at Chen Tian in a daze and then smiled stupidly: "Hey, Chen Tian, why did you become two?" ”

"You're drunk!" Chen Tian impatiently knocked Yang Yu's hand down, but the other hand still held her body for fear that she would slide off the chair.

"I called a driver to pick you up." Wen Jingrong said lightly, "He has just been discharged from the hospital, and it is a little bad to drink so much wine, so go back and rest early." ”

Chen Tian looked at Wen Jingrong and didn't answer, and then looked at Meng Shuixin again.

Meng Shuixin was still holding the wine glass with his head in one hand, as if he hadn't heard Wen Jingrong speak.

But Wen Jingrong had already stood up and said, "I'll send you to the car." ”

Chen Tian frowned slightly, Wen Jingrong gave such an obvious eviction order, and then looked at the girl with a slightly flushed face next to him, Chen Tian said, "I still want to stay for a while." ”

But the boy who stood up had no intention of sitting down.

Chen Tian stubbornly sat in place, looking at Wen Jingrong, not afraid of Wen Jingrong's gaze at all.

But Chen Tian did feel that Meng Shuixin's hand was gently applied to the back of his hand, Meng Shuixin drained the wine in the cup, looked at Chen Tian and said, "Go back." ”

Chen Tian frowned and did not speak.

"He's my boyfriend, are you still afraid that he will eat me?" Meng Shuixin jokingly said that there was a strong smell of wine in the innermost.

This tavern is all hometown wine brewed by the boss himself, not foreign wine, and the stamina is very large, Meng Shuixin seems to be a little unclear about his consciousness.

"Don't worry, I don't have anything to do, you see Yang Yu can't do it." Meng Shuixin looked at Yang Yu, who was already drunk like you, and said, "I'm worried about you." ”

"I'm fine, so I'll go first." Chen Tian helped Yang Yu up and walked past Wen Jingrong, without stopping, but said, "You don't have to send it." ”

Watching Chen Tian and Yang Yu leave, Meng Shuixin filled his wine glass with another glass of wine and sniffed it under his nose.

Wen Jingrong sat down, looked at Meng Shuixin but didn't speak, and at this time, Meng Shuixin's mobile phone rang, Meng Shuixin opened a text message, it was Chen Tian: Meng Shuixin, Wen Jingrong is a little wrong today, you be careful.

Meng Shuixin looked at the text message and smiled, then held it up to Wen Jingrong and said, "Anyway, what's wrong with you today?" Even Chen Tian can see that something is wrong with you. ”

Wen Jingrong drank far more wine today than Meng Shuixin's, but the boy's face was white, without a little flush, as if he was drinking boiled water at all.

"What I say, take it to heart." Wen Jingrong gently stroked Meng Shuixin's head with his hand.

Meng Shuixin knocked Wen Jingrong's hand away and said, "I'm not your pet. ”

"I don't remember what you said." Meng Shuixin twisted his head to the side and said.

"Okay, then I'll say it again, Flemish people, don't touch." Wen Jingrong said again.

Meng Shuixin turned his head and looked at Wen Jingrong, then stretched out his hand, stopped at the close end of Wen Jingrong's face, and stroked Wen Jingrong's face in the air, stroke by stroke, very seriously, and then said faintly: "Why am I so excited about things that can make you have emotional fluctuations?" ”

Wen Jingrong sighed, his eyes were gentle enough to squeeze out water, and he said, "We are not enemies. ”

"Who knows~" Meng Shuixin withdrew his hand, "I have my own ideas about the affairs of the Flemish ancient tribe." ”

"You're still young." Wen Jingrong smiled and said, "Well, don't make trouble, promise me that you won't see the people of the Flemish tribe again." ”

Meng Shuixin squinted his eyes slightly and looked at Wen Jingrong, this man who had always been calm, at this moment, he could see a slight fluctuation in his eyes, so small that it was like a speck of dust in the universe, did the Flemish ancient clan actually make this boy care so much?

"Okay, I promise you." Meng Shuixin said with a smile.

Wen Jingrong seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, but the breath was too weak for Meng Shuixin to distinguish and not be sure.

It's just that now I know that this irrepressible boy also has something to fear, which suddenly made Meng Shuixin's blood start to get excited, inexplicably.

Wen Jingrong helped Meng Shuixin up and said, "Let's go, let's go home." ”

"Back to that home?"

"Which home do you want to go back to?"

"Hold me." Meng Shuixin stretched out a pair of hands, feeling a little gibberish.

Wen Jingrong hugged Meng Shuixin tightly in his arms, and then walked out of the tavern, it was already a little late outside, plus the place was a little remote, within a radius, only Wen Jingrong's big red sports car was parked on the side of the road, which was particularly eye-catching.

Wen Jingrong was just about to open the car door but was stopped by Meng Shuixin, Meng Shuixin's eyes were a little confused, looked at Wen Jingrong and said, "I'll open it." ”

Looking at the somewhat drunk girl, Wen Jingrong did not speak.

"I'm drunk." Meng Shuixin said by himself.

Wen Jingrong leaned next to the car and looked at her.

"So, drunk people are the biggest, I'm going to drive." After Meng Shuixin finished speaking, he had snatched the key from Wen Jingrong's hand and sat on the driver's seat, "Do you want to come up?" ”

Wen Jingrong looked at Meng Shuixin and smiled dotingly, then opened the co-pilot's door, got into the car, greeted Meng Shuixin and the seat belt on his body, and stopped talking.

Meng Shuixin stepped on the accelerator and hung it in S gear, 245 per kilometer per hour made the bright red car body almost all the way to the line, pressing the line, and ran N red lights one after another, as if she was going to play with her life, the girl's long hair was blown up by the wind, covering her eyes, and the girl simply closed her eyes directly, and she couldn't see or look, so she stepped on the accelerator like crazy.

The car flew all the way up the mountain road, made a sharp turn at the stall of the cliff, and the car was dangerously parked on the edge of the cliff at the top of the mountain.

Meng Shuixin opened the car door, lay on the side of the road and began to vomit, Wen Jingrong took out a warm hot water from the car and draped his clothes on Meng Shuixin's body.

Meng Shuixin finally vomited more comfortably, he took the hot water handed over by Wen Jingrong, and drank it as a matter of course, after vomiting Meng Shuixin said that it was more comfortable, he and Wen Jingrong sat on the edge of the cliff together, sitting side by side with the car.

"I didn't ask about the gray nickel from Lin Chuyang's mouth, and he didn't seem to want to say it." Meng Shuixin took a sip of hot water and said.

"Yes."

"Last time you said that there was an earthquake in Yunyang City more than ten years ago, and the material gray nickel was discovered, and that time also happened to be when my parents disappeared."

"Yes."

"Then, could the sudden appearance of a substance like gray nickel be related to the Yin Ghost Divine Domain?"

"I don't know."

"Are you investigating the underground arsenal again?"

Wen Jingrong filled the cup in Meng Shuixin's hand with hot water and said: "I don't have a clue for the time being, since the last square bombing, the underground arsenal has disappeared, there is no news, I don't think they will come out for the time being." ”

"Grade, underground arsenal, this matter still has to start with Lin Chuyang." Meng Shuixin said, "Since he keeps saying that he likes me now, it seems that it is too cost-effective to make good use of the so-called likes in her mouth." ”

"What about you?"

"What?"

"Then do you still have Lin Chuyang in your heart?"

"Didn't you knowingly ask?"

"Because I can't find it, I'm just curious."

"Can't find anything?" Meng Shuixin turned his head to look at the young man next to him and said, the young man's side face was picturesque, unrealistically beautiful, and under the gloom of the night, it seemed to be coated with a veil of mystery.

"Why did you suddenly dislike him on your sixteenth birthday, and you still hated him because of love?" Wen Jingrong turned his head and looked at Meng Shuixin, as if he wanted to see through Meng Shuixin.

"What do you think?"

"Is it because something happened that night?" Wen Jingrong's thoughtful appearance was very attractive, but his inquiring gaze made Meng Shuixin very uncomfortable.

"I don't remember what happened that night, but I really want something to happen tonight......" Meng Shuixin kissed Wen Jingrong, extremely lingering.

Wen Jingrong gently pushed Meng Shuixin away, and in Meng Shuixin's confused eyes, he groaned and said a little hoarsely: "There are some things that technology alone is not enough. ”

Meng Shuixin just wanted to speak, but was blocked by the boy's mouth, the night was hazy, the evening breeze was cool, and the helplessness of time connected the two moonlight figures into a blur.

The sports meeting of the second middle school has always been relatively grand, and the second middle school has always attached importance to education, and the sports achievements in the past two years have been more and more included in the assessment.

In previous years, the sports meeting of the second middle school was held with all the manpower and material resources, and the scale of the sports meeting in the city was a fight, although it was expected that the momentum was huge and the opponent was strong, but Meng Shuixin still did not expect that this year's sports meeting of the second middle school would be held together with the fifth middle school.