Chapter Forty-Eight: It's Better Than a Drunken World
At that time, the little carpenter didn't know how much wine he drank, and later, he didn't even remember what he said to Qu Menghu, he only remembered that he poured beans into a bamboo tube, grabbed Qu Menghu and said a lot of words, and many words were babbling words, upside down, all of which were one thing......
He had never lost his temper like this once in his life, and the reason why this was so was not only because he felt that Qu Menghu was absolutely trustworthy, but also because he was absolutely trustworthy.
That's his heart, which has been stretched to the limit.
If he didn't talk to someone, he was afraid that he was going crazy......
There are many things he can't tell others.
For example, his own master......
For example, my own sister-in-law......
For example, the past......
Such as...... Gu Baiguo......
Speaking of the back, when there was nothing to say, the little carpenter grabbed Qu Menghu and drank wildly, the king who claimed to be in his territory, and absolutely no one could defeat him, but he pulled the little carpenter's neck and poured wine into his throat, so frightened that he shouted Ye......
This scene, Joanna and the others, who had come to deliver wine, wanted to rush up and beat people, but they were driven down by Qu Menghu's gesture.
Others didn't understand why the little carpenter drank like this dead dog, but Qu Menghu understood.
Not only because they are brothers, but also because they all have unbearable memories and pasts......
No one is born strong.
Whoever has survived a little bit, a little bit in the suffering.
He Qu Menghu survived, and the little carpenter, only after crossing this hurdle and seeing through many things in this world, can he truly get out of his spiritual cage and finally escape from the predicament......
The little carpenter is rarely crazy, he sings when he drinks too much, and sings whatever he thinks, such as when he was a child, he saw the social drama on the stage in his hometown, a few sentences of opera and tune, and such as the shouting song of Miaojiang Dong Village - especially the shouting song, but this thing is a duet love song between men and women in March 3rd and June 6th in the southwest minority area, the rhythm is beautiful and tactful, and the lyrics are simple and straightforward, most of them are catchy, there is a kind of momentum that goes straight to the next three roads, it is a simple folk style, and Qu Menghu can't help but laugh when he sings......
At this time, Gan Thirteen is ten times more cute than when he was awake, a hundred times cuter......
This is the self he wants to be the most in his heart, right?
It's a pity that he only dares to show it in front of a close friend like Qu Menghu.
The two didn't know how much wine they poured, and in the end, the little carpenter stopped arguing, making noise, or singing, he sat on a chair, staring blankly at the darkness behind Qu Menghu.
His eyes were stunned, and he didn't go crazy with alcohol, he just stared like that.
At this time, Qu Menghu was also a little excited, he was stared at by the little carpenter uncomfortable, and he stood up all of a sudden, walked to the little carpenter's side, put his arm around his shoulders, and the two of them stood, and then asked: "Thirteen, let's talk about it, ten thousand things, which one is the most depressed for you?" ”
At this time, the little carpenter's consciousness has entered an almost "ethereal" state, and many thoughts pass by, but he follows his instinct and says: "What is the meaning of life?" “
Qu Menghu laughed and said, "I don't fucking know." ”
The little carpenter asked, "Then how can I be as dashing as you?" ”
Qu Menghu said: "Am I chic? I'm just pretending to be forced, how have I ever been chic? What you see me is just the way you look in your eyes, how do you know how much fucking pain I've suffered behind my back? ”