Chapter 141

In fact, Bai Rui himself didn't know that ordinary wine had a different taste with the wine of Chu State.

The wine is slightly sour, slightly astringent, not sweet, and has a strong wine flavor, and the color is clear and amber; And the taste of the wine here is very choking, as soon as you enter it, it is spicy and spicy, and it is very choking.

I don't know if I don't know it, Bai Rui got drunk and poured it on the table, and the wine jug was poured all over the table, and the unfinished wine was spilled on the table.

I don't know who gave the wine, Bai Rui was so drunk like this, muttering that he didn't know what nonsense he was talking about. As he spoke, a water stain spread out from the corner of his eye.

Because it is a night market, Bai Rui does not have to worry about being thrown out by the shopkeeper, it is open all night, providing all kinds of good services for visitors from all sides.

In this way, tomorrow, in the morning, Bai Rui will not be found in the corner as a "corpse".

After cleaning up the little two on a table next to Bai Rui, he stepped forward and patted Bai Rui on the shoulder and said, "Childe, wake up, Childe, wake up." ”

"Let him sleep, he's tired too." A person sat on a stool beside Bai Rui and said to Xiao Er, "Let's bring up another plate of almonds." ”

"Okay, please wait." After Xiao Er finished speaking, he turned around and went to Zhang Luo.

The people sitting next to Bai Rui watched the storyteller on the stage change a story to tell, most of them were ******** to meet the needs of most people, and some were chivalrous stories, which were all those over and over again, and there was nothing new at all, but, it seems, there are only such stories.

Almonds soon came up, along with a cup of tea from the shopkeeper, and the storyteller had finished talking and left, and a stage was quickly set up on it.

Song Weiyan reached out and picked up an almond, put it in her mouth, and listened to a new story on stage, a play.

This story is about a woman named Binu who is looking for her home. She didn't know where her home was, and she didn't know who else was in her home, but she was looking for her home. Binu had a hard time finding her own home, she had been bitten by dogs, tied up in cottages, beaten up, and walked barefoot on snowy roads in winter

This qiē, she is looking for her home, but she can't find where her home is.

She walked almost the entire continent without finding her home.

Until, she was going to look for it again, according to the original route, and look for it again.

Later, Binu found her home, where she had set out, which was her home, but it was not her home.

Her husband has remarried a new wife. She stood at the mouth of the alley, watching her husband hold his pregnant new wife, taking care of him.

She looked at this qiē like an outsider, not knowing how to do it, not knowing what to say, just staring blankly.

By the way, Binu's eyes can't shed tears, and every time she cries, her hair is wet. It's just that when she sees her lover, her husband, taking care of others, she touches her hair, which is still dry and doesn't feel wet.

Before the drama was finished, Song Weiyan had already eaten three plates of almonds, and Bai Rui, who was drunk on the table, adjusted a sleeping position and continued to sleep.

Maybe it's because of the cool evening breeze, when Bai Rui sleeps, he always hunches his shoulders to resist the cold wind at night.

Like a little kid.

After eating the last bitter almond on the plate, Song Weiyan patted her hands, took off her coat, draped it on Bai Rui's body, and prepared to leave.

Bai Rui, who was lying on the table, quickly reached out and grabbed the corner of Song Weiyan's clothes as if he had a sense.

Lowering her head, Song Weiyan looked at the hand that grabbed the corner of her clothes, as if it was a long time ago, it seemed that it was the same person, who had been pulling the corners of her clothes, and she was unwilling to let go. I don't know if it's good or bad to go on like this. It feels really amazing to be so dependent on a person.

For Bai Rui, it is also a very wonderful feeling, there has never been such a dependence on a person, dependence, or even discernment.

Bai Rui is still the same as before, just like the child before, he always can't have a good grasp of love or something, because in front of him is Song Weiyan.

The whole day was instantly quiet, and Youling, who was still acting on the stage, stiffened in the middle of the road; Xiao Er held the teapot, and the water that had just been poured out was still in the air; The melon seed skin that the aunt spit out still maintains the arc of flying out.

The surrounding qiē also lost its color, and it was gray, except for Bai Rui and Tianxiang.

"Don't, don't" Bai Rui seemed to have dreamed of something terrible, he kept frowning his brows tightly, biting his lips until he turned white, his body was already spasmodic with fear, and the stool was creaking and stiff, but the hand that grabbed the corner of Song Weiyan's clothes still showed no signs of letting go.

Originally, he had been watching Bai Rui. In the end, Song Weiyan still stretched out her hand, touched Bai Rui's head, and said, "Be good, don't be afraid." ”

"Whoa-" The sound of water sounded, and the surrounding scenes, which had just been frozen, were all restored to their original forms.

Youling on the stage was making the next move, the water filled the teacup, and the melon seed shell fell to the ground with spittle.

Song Weiyan moved Bai Rui's hand that grabbed the corner of her clothes with one finger and one finger, and then gathered her clothes and turned to leave.

Bai Rui behind him, who was originally frowning, now slowly stretched out, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Except, in addition to his hand, the hand that had just been removed by Lord Tianxiang was clenched tightly together, as if to leave a little more smell on his hand.

Bai Rui stayed in the teahouse and fell asleep, Song Weiyan returned to her home, and just took off her hair crown, a voice came out of the darkness: "Lord Tianxiang, do you like that kid?" ”

"What did His Royal Highness the Crown Prince say?" Lord Tianxiang turned his head, the corners of his mouth curled upward, "By the way, it's all this time, why hasn't His Royal Highness the Crown Prince gone back to the room to rest?" ”

"You've never smiled at me like that to that person, and you haven't smiled at me much since I came back from Daqi. The old butler said, "You used to love me the most." The voice sounded like a teenager, and at this moment, the tone of this teenager sounded sour.

"If His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is for this reason, then the minister is sorry." Song Weiyan said, with a tired face, "If His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has anything else?" If not, the minister wants to rest. ”

(To be continued.) )