Invite Xing to drink the wine in the bowl, "In my life, I love two things the most, sword and wine. She likes such days, carrying wine and swords to the rivers and lakes, and wandering the world freely.

When encountering injustice, draw out the sword and calm the ghosts.

Come and hold the altar wine and comfort your life.

She used to be the twentieth on the master list, although she was still many places away from the first place.

But the young man ahead of her.

There aren't a few.

Most of them are martial arts seniors.

Her sword has few rivals.

But he lost to Su Mian.

Losing this matter has made her very unhappy, she has always been strong, and she is very confident in her swordsmanship. What's even more unhappy is that she lost very badly, and at that time, she was crushed to death by Su Mian in that sword competition. What's even more disgusting is that the person who won her was Su Mian.

She's really ...... Hate Su Mian.

Hate Su Mian's face.

Hate Su Mian's eyes.

I hate Su Mian's ant-like eyes.

So she practiced swords in retreat.

Want to win it back.

In the blink of an eye, he drank another bowl of wine, and invited Xing to pull the little monk's collar, "You say, is Su Mian very annoying." How could I lose to someone like that. I'm not reconciled. ”

The little monk was drinking in silence, and when she pulled him like this, his body was closer to her, his hand was tilted, and the wine was spilled. The coldness of the wine penetrated through the monk's robe, little by little, and he was stunned for a moment.

He didn't know what to say.

He only knew that this female benefactor was even better-looking.

On the street, he didn't look closely at her eyebrows.

As soon as she got closer, he wanted to hide.

Now that he is being pulled like this, he can see it more clearly. He saw her eyebrows gradually raised, as if he was very unhappy. Who is Su Mian? How did she lose to Su Mian. He doesn't know anything.

It is said that Buddhism can cross people.

But what to do to overcome her sorrows.

He couldn't think of it.

He could only try to explain her, saying something that might not be useful, "I don't know what you have to do with her, but winning or losing is a common thing, and the donor doesn't have to mind." ”

She let go of him, "You don't understand. ”

Where does the little monk understand the grievances and grievances of these people in the red dust.

She shouldn't have told him that.

With you not understanding three words, she let go of the hand that was tugging at his collar, and the distance between them was a little farther away. The little monk felt that the wine was a little cold. He wondered if she wouldn't let him go if he could understand.

When the two men were twenty inches apart, she pulled him closer.

There was a gap of ten inches between the two.

When she let go of him and regained twenty inches.

He felt like it.

Pushed away.

The little monk didn't understand why he had such a strange idea.

Obviously everything is normal.

Why do you have ups and downs in your heart?

The more bad the mood of the inviting star, the more anxious he was to drink, "I have a good friend, her name is Honeysuckle. At the beginning, we said that we would taste all the world's food and drink the world's best wines together. But she's getting married. ”

After getting married, he was reluctant to leave Bai Che.

If you can't do without Bai Che, you can't do without this city.

Later on, they had children.

Fun for the whole family.

Invite Xing: "I don't want her to get married." ”

I really don't want to.

But she couldn't say.

As a friend, she should be happy for Honeysuckle, not hinder her from going to another life.

The little monk still didn't understand, "Why don't you want her to get married?" You can eat all the world's food alone, and you can drink all the world's best wines alone. The taste of the food does not change, and the taste of the wine does not deteriorate. ”

How can you be unhappy because of this?

On weekdays in the temple, he eats fast with his brothers and sisters, and he eats fast alone, and he doesn't feel any different.

Zhai is still the same taste.

What's the difference?

Invite Xing patted his empty head again, "You don't understand anything, you are not allowed to speak." Just listen. He obediently shut up, feeling powerless again.

He wanted to understand.

But he really couldn't get it.

He didn't understand these things.

He didn't have those troubles.