Wang Mo still ran out to buy beer while Zhao Qian was taking a bath! When I passed by the barbecue stand, I asked for a skewer that was being grilled for someone else on the grill.

The chef wearing the chef's hat glanced at the drunken Wang Mo, shook his head with a wry smile, still gave him the skewers, and turned around to apologize to the guests who had been waiting at the table for a long time on behalf of Wang Mo.

There is a convenient supermarket just around the corner of Zhihe New Village, and it did not delay for long. When Wang Mo returned to the room, Zhao Qian didn't even come out in the bathroom.

After taking a shower, Zhao Qian was a little more sober than before, and walked out of the bathroom with a towel wiping her neck. Seeing Wang Mo and the pile of beer on the coffee table, Zhao Qian smiled lightly and asked, "Ah, you bought it all back!" So fast? ”

Wang Mo beckoned to him and motioned for Zhao Qian to sit down: "I also bought skewers!" Beer with skewers, not in vain...! ”

Zhao Qian changed into pajamas that outlined a tight figure, her chest was slightly open, and the spring color was sultry!

Sitting down on the sofa, she was no longer drunk before, so she leaned on the sofa and pinched her mobile phone for a while, replying to WeChat to her girlfriend and father.

After coping with the information in WeChat, Zhao Qian picked up a chisel casually, wrinkled her nose and smelled it, the fragrance was attractive.

The skewers are slightly spicy, Zhao Qian doesn't seem to be able to eat spicy, sighing and peeling off a can of beer, and was about to pour it into the cup, when he suddenly remembered Wang Mo's previous words, so he poured it for him first.

"Learn now, sell now! Hahaha"

Pouring a full glass of wine, she raised her glass and raised it in front of Wang Mo, "I toast you with another glass of wine, it's not rude now, right?" ”

"I'll go! I didn't mean that. ”

"Haha, that's what you mean, I don't know how to be polite!"

"Okay, good, I'll punish myself with three cups of ......"

Seeing that Wang Mo really drank three cups in a row, Zhao Qian applauded and cheered for him, and his voice was pleasant, which was exceptionally clear in the quiet summer night.

Wang Mo, who put down the wine cup, burped, wiped the wine line on his chin, and slapped the table: "No, I have to go to the toilet!" ”

"Huh? Wang Mo: Do you have any problems with your kidneys? I've seen you run the toilet three times! ”

“……”

Fortunately, now that the wine is rich, you can drink it recklessly.

Zhao Qian poured herself and Wang Mo again, and then looked at the goblet in front of her, the more she looked, the more strange it became.

"I'm going to change the cup!"

Standing up staggered, Zhao Qian staggered to the living room, poured out the tea in the thermos cup, and replaced the red wine glass with it.

"Ahh Princess, you're like this, a cup is a can? ”

"Haha, don't worry about it! I'm going to drink like this anyway......"

…… Neither of them remembers the rest of the story too clearly! In my memory, I pushed the cup and changed the lamp for a while, leaned on the sofa and pinched the mobile phone for a while, and squeezed my head to hold the black coffee ...... scattered on the ground, as if that night was a patchwork of countless pieces, fragments, and an indelible pain in that summer night.

……

"Wang Mo, you go, you go, I don't like you, you ...... go"

Zhao Qian had fallen three times in the house, the last time she fell in the bathroom, and when Wang Mo carried her into the room, her pajamas fell wet and fell straight to the water line......

"Wang Mo, what are you doing, you go!"

In the chaos, Zhao Qian pushed Wang Mo, he didn't know what he was doing in front of him, but the residual consciousness told him that he was about to plot wrong.

Wang Mo didn't know what he was doing, his mind was like a ghost castle shrouded in the bricks of the Dark City, where it was airtight and heavily guarded, and crows and bats were circling and chirping.

He opened the prepared gift, panted, swallowed his throat and said to Zhao Qian: "I I like you, I can give you a lot, I like you, I like you......"

……

Zhao Qian was drunk and saw the two lipsticks in the box, the color numbers were: 250\999 matte.

Is this 'I love you forever'? But what is he going to do to me now?

Zhao Qian pushed the gift box away, slapped Wang Mo with her palm and shouted, "You go!" I don't want you forever, I don't like you......"

"Okay, okay, I'll go, I'll go......"

Wang Mo finally made a compromise, but Zhao Qian knew that he had not gone far, but he was no longer able to do anything for himself, and his consciousness was falling little by little, like artemisia grass crushed under a huge millstone, soft and full of despair.

It's messy, it's dirty, it's even fishy, everything looks so bad!

When she regained consciousness, Zhao Qian gradually felt a kind of warmth, like being in a cold ice cave, but holding a warm big cat in her arms......

Zhao Qian greedily hugged his ......, threw himself into his ......, felt his ......,

The wind of the air conditioner in the room was still blowing, and Zhao Qian threw herself into Wang Mo's arms and shrunk her shoulders and pulled the futon.

What a ridiculous night! In the summer, with a person who had only seen each other for two days, the so-called youth pain buried and died, and the smell of blood was permeated, as if experiencing a battle full of gunpowder and dying in a tragic way.

The sleepy-eyed Zhao Qian shook her shoulders suddenly, wrapped herself in the quilt, and buried her head in it.

She wakes up, and the memory fragments end up piecing together a bad situation, and she loses her entire flower season!