have disturbed you, me and him, and they have been confused about the road of life.

Gains and losses will never wake up, only a glass of wine is the most intimate.

Qin Ren drank a lot of wine, pouring it cup by glass, pouring wine, and hurting his heart.

He poured wine into his mouth cup by glass, trying to get himself drunk. "Ahem, cough, cough......" He drank too violently and accidentally choked himself, the corners of his eyes were moistened by the violent cough, and his consciousness gradually sobered up.

He numbed himself with glass after glass of wine, hoping only to get himself drunk, hoping to forget everything that was unpleasant. His face was flushed, but he was drunk at the moment.

He poured a full glass into the glass, and then stared at the wine in the glass, his eyes focused, the wine rippling with shine, and the tip of his nose was the slightest wisp of peach blossom fragrance. He couldn't resist this temptation, just as he never knew the scheming of beauties, so he could only be blindly seduced and completely fallen.

Take a sip of peach blossom brew, taste a touch of love, the entrance is silky, and the wine taste is mellow. The refreshing aroma of wine and the delicate taste of the throat are all fascinating.

His face became crimson and his consciousness began to slowly dissipate. He only felt as if all his strength had been soaked in wine, disappearing little by little, soft, only hot and dry.

As the saying goes, the water is more flowing when the knife is drawn, and the sorrow is more sorrowful when the glass is raised. Pour a glass of wine, drink it full, drink whose melancholy it is, can only break it and swallow it in the stomach.

"Qingqing, Qingqing." Qin Ren could only call the name one after another, breaking the silence of the night in pain.

There are three loves, the sun and the moon and the qing. The sun is the morning, the moon is the twilight, and the Qing is the twilight of the morning and the twilight.

Qin Ren shook his somewhat dazed brain, forcibly suppressed the flying thoughts, took a deep breath, and seemed to see the woman on the tip of his heart in a trance, and the woman's gentle words were in his ears, "What's wrong with you?" ”

Everything is like a dream, and people wake up from the dream. The world is like a dream, and the dream wakes up without a trace.

He restrained himself, even if it was a dream, and did not let himself pay attention to her again, but as the woman gradually approached, he disarmed and surrendered.

In front of her was the beautiful face of the woman, she sat at the table, only the thick fragrance of peach blossoms between her nose, the two of them didn't say anything at the moment, didn't do anything, just sat opposite each other.

Qin Ren smiled bitterly, "I didn't expect that there was an illusion." He poured a glass of wine and placed it on the table, and he drank it glass after glass, trying to make the person in front of him more real, wanting her to see only herself, even if it was just a dream.

He felt a pair of hands touch his face, and he opened his eyes trying to see the person in front of him, but his vision became more and more blurry, and he couldn't see clearly.

The tip of his nose seemed to be a familiar smell, the touch on his face was so real, he unconsciously reddened his eyes, suppressed his emotions, his body was hot from drinking, and a feeling was infinitely magnified from the bottom of his heart, and he carefully hugged the woman in front of him with both hands.

If it's a dream, hopefully it's never waking up.

Qin Ren felt the wetness of the placket on his chest, squinted his eyes slightly, trying to see everything clearly, faintly, the woman's face was full of tears, and her placket was wet.

He reached out to wipe the tears from the woman's face, the tears were hot, and her tears were like pearls with broken threads, and she couldn't stop.

Qin Ren's mind was dizzy, and a few phantoms flashed out of his eyes, knowing that it was fake, but he still couldn't help but ask, "Why do you have so many tears?" ”

The woman sucked the tip of her reddened nose and raised her moist eyes to look at the man in front of her, just keeping looking at him quietly.

Qin Ren looked at her and couldn't help but kiss the corner of her eye, wiping the remnants of the crystal for her, the woman went around his waist and hugged him tightly with both hands. The man's kiss went down step by step, the eyes, the nose. Finally, a slightly dry lip is attached to a slightly moist one.

The woman turned around his neck, and the two of them were fascinated, savoring their own beauty, and no one could be separated.

Qin Ren just wanted to rub the woman into his arms, and he didn't want to be separated for a moment, and he hoped that the dream would never wake up. He held her in his lap and soaked in her taste more deeply, the smell of wine spreading between his lips and teeth......

Now, drunk people are also drunk. After a while, the man's hot kiss reached the woman's neck, and the woman in front of her seemed to tremble, her chin rested on the man's hair, and the man's eyes were dyed with unknown emotions.

He picked up the woman and walked straight to the bed. The woman was gently placed on the bed, and Qin Ren put down the veil.

He looked at the person in front of him with love, she was shy, the flush spread from her neck to her face, and her ears had already been dyed pink, and the whole person seemed to be sweet.

"Qingqing, I like you!" Tears of excitement gleamed in the man's eyes.

He leaned down and quickly drowned out the woman's unspoken words, only blindly feeling the beauty of the person below him.

In my ears, it was the shy voice of a woman; In front of me, there was a woman with red cheeks; The tip of the nose is the sweet fragrance of women; Under the hands, it is the soft skin of a woman.

Outside the veil, on the table, two wine glasses were snuggled together, and there was nothing in them, empty.

……

When the sun outside the window shone on the bed, Qin Ren had a splitting headache, and a person flickered in his mind, he opened his eyes, thought of something, and the corners of his mouth felt a burst of joy.

He looked around the room, and it seemed as if he had been alone. Everything last night was a dream, but it was obviously a dream, but why was it so real, did he really want her to think crazy?

Qin Ren rubbed his head with his hands, lifted the quilt on his body, got out of bed and picked up his clothes, a strong smell of wine lingered on the tip of his nose, and he couldn't help frowning. He took a new set of clothes, put on his own clothes, and went straight out.

His steps were uncontrollable, his brain couldn't keep up with his pace, he didn't know where the end would be, maybe it was all muscle memory.

No matter how long this road goes, it is natural that you will not be willing to settle for it. After walking a long road, there is always fatigue, no matter what, don't forget the beauty of the past.

……

"Miss Qingqing." A voice sounded outside the door, accompanied by a knock.

On the bed, the woman was lying flat on the bed, her eyes closed, her usually fair face was a little sickly, her face was covered with cold sweat, and she was muttering something in pain......

The knocks on the door became more and more frequent, and the sound was unusually loud in the silent room, finally shattering the woman's painful memories.

She sorted out her thoughts, sat up with her hands on her arms, her whole body was sore and weak, she stretched her waist, and suddenly she was pulled somewhere, there was a touch of hidden pain between her eyebrows, she tried to squeeze out a smile, and then the smile became brighter and brighter, like a rose that had bloomed.

"Miss Qingqing." The knocks and shouts kept coming into her ears, making Qingqing's mood extremely complicated, the smile on her face had long since disappeared, and she didn't even want to disguise.

She moved her lips, her lips tingled slightly, her throat seemed to be burned, she tried to squeeze a few words out of her throat, and her voice took on a little hoarseness as soon as she spoke, "Here it is." ”

She wanted to say a few more words in response to the people outside the door, but those words were blocked in her throat and she couldn't get them out.

She moved forward step by step, each step was extremely difficult, so tired that she was out of breath, unable to lift her breath, and could only bend down and breathe heavily. I kept getting up, and I always felt that the whole person slowly lost his strength, his head was groggy, and his eyes were subconsciously widened, but everything in front of him slowly became blurry, and then there was no light.

Qin Ren noticed the situation here, and walked over quickly, with obvious anxiety in his tone, "What's wrong?" ”

"Young master, I knocked on the door for a long time, but no one answered." She thought about it for a while, and couldn't help but feel anxious in her heart, "Miss Qingqing, she ...... Will she not be able to think about it? ”

He chuckled inwardly, frowned slightly, his heart was full of doubts, and he asked without paying attention, with some bitterness hidden in his tone, "Why do you say that?" Isn't she going to get married? ”

"That's why I'm afraid she won't be able to think about it!"

"What do you mean by that? Didn't she volunteer? ”

"Where is she voluntary, Qingqing is forced to be helpless!"

An emotion called excitement was spreading in his heart, like water that had burst an embankment, pouring out of his heart mightily, Qin Ren could no longer hide the joy in his heart, and he couldn't help but smile with his eyebrows, and his thoughts flew over, "That...... Just change someone! ”

When he thought of the person in the room, there was a faint worry in his heart, he stepped forward and knocked on the door, and his tone was anxious about her, "Qingqing, Qingqing, are you there?" ”

"Young Master, what can I do about this?" She swallowed a mouthful of water and said, "She won't be ...... already"

"Get out of the way!" Qin Ren pushed the woman, she stood back, he stepped back, and then concentrated all his strength on his feet, accelerated, ran over, and kicked a door, it was extremely firm and standing.

He stepped back again, sped up and ran, kicked sideways, and the door began to shake, but it still didn't fall.

In the next second, I only heard a loud "bang", and the door was kicked open!

He also saw the woman who fell to the ground, and the next moment the whole person's eyes tightened, and a brisk step rushed to the person, while gently picking up the woman who fell to the ground, and shouting to the person in front of the door: "Don't go to ask for a doctor yet!" ”

"Yes, yes, yes!" The woman waiting outside the door was already surprised, although her young master was usually gentle, she never showed her gentle side now. When she reacted, her young master yelled at her. She didn't have time to think about it, so she could only run to the doctor.

Qin Ren picked up the woman and was startled by the cold breath all over her body, if it weren't for the breathing, I'm afraid he would believe that this person was a living person.

He hugged her tightly, and she trembled helplessly, her whole little face was frozen white, and her lips were pale and dry. She felt the warmth, and she just slipped into his arms, still muttering something......

"It's cold, it's cold!"

Qin Ren put his hand on her forehead, feeling the temperature of her forehead pass through his fingertips and into the bottom of his heart. The hot temperature made his fingertips curl up slightly, but he felt very sorry for her in his heart.

He laid her on the bed and covered her with a quilt. At a thought, he ran out. When he returned, the doctor had arrived.

His eyes were full of worry, "Doctor, how is she?" ”

"She has a high fever caused by some wind chills, I prescribed a few pairs of medicines, and then have a good rest!"

Qin Ren bent down and arched his hand towards him, "Thank you, doctor!" ”

The doctor stepped forward and helped him up, "Childe doesn't have to be polite! ”

"You go with the doctor to get the medicine!" After thinking about it, he said, "Also, give me an order, cook a bowl of porridge and make a few light dishes." ”

"Okay!"

Qin Ren took the towel soaked in cold water, pinched the water, put it on the woman's forehead, and then sat next to her, looking at her quietly.

The beauty is picturesque, and the people are like dreams.

At this moment, if you are awake and only have feelings, what does it matter if you are born in your dreams?