Looking at Nezha's appearance, Netherspirit sighed helplessly, and said, "Why are you so troubled......" Netherworld looked at Nezha as if he had seen his previous appearance.........

Nezha choked up and said, "Netherworld, let's not talk about me first, don't you like her too?" ”

"Didn't you, like me, fail to be the person next to her?"

"Don't you know her better than Luo Baixuan before? Tell me how you failed and let me have fun. Speaking of this, the corners of Nezha's mouth hooked up with an evil smile, but the sadness in his eyes still did not feel like half a point was about to retreat.

As if trapped in a deep memory, the Netherworld had a sad look in his eyes.

The whole person became a little haggard, the angular outline of his face looked a little thin in the moonlight through the screen window, and his eyes were full of sadness.

After a long time, he slowly spoke, "Compared to you, I am far worse than you........."

Nezha looked at Youyinglie as if he was watching a play, and after taking a sip of wine, Youyinglie said: "You're okay, at least she didn't reject you, maybe if you confide in her early, maybe the person who is with her now is you......"

Nezha's good-looking brows frowned slightly, and he looked at Netherworld Lie in confusion but did not speak.

Netherworld paused, and in the next second, he directly picked up the wine jar like Nezha, and drank it in a big gulp! The spilled wine slid down his neck and dripped onto the placket of his clothes.

In the very fast kung fu, a jar of wine was drunk cleanly, and there was not a drop left.

The jar was thrown to the ground with a crisp sound, and the ceramic shards were splashed all over the ground.

You Minglie wiped his mouth directly with his sleeve, and after he sighed, he told Nezha half of the encounter between him and Qing Anxia.

Nezha didn't joke after listening to it: "Your confession was rejected, this is really not as good as me, after listening to your experience, I feel a little better in my heart~"

Netherworld glanced at Nezha and said, "Obviously, I have wanted to let go many times, but at the moment when I finally make a decision, I will still be reluctant to give up on her......"

"I can't cut off my love for her, even though I know it's been my wishful thinking all along, but I can't let her ......"

"I am the king of the underworld, and I have fought in all directions all year round, and I have never been defeated! Among these six realms, it is even more prestigious! Can...... I alone can't "conquer" her! ”

"She's a battle I can't win in my life...... It was also my only defeat under this illustrious feat......"

"This battle ......... Doomed to be my defeat......"

Nether's eyes turned a little crimson, as if something was about to spread out, and his mind was full of her words rejecting him.

Those heart-piercing words, every word seems to be vivid......

Nether's throat grew a little dry, and his breathing became a little heavy

When I got up, it was as if I was suppressing some emotion.

But in the end, he was suppressed by another, heavier emotion, and in the blink of an eye, he picked up a jar of drunken dreams, followed by a crisp sound in his ears.

It's the first time Nezha has seen such a haggard Netherworld, in fact, Nezha and Netherworld often have some intersections, but they haven't spoken much.

Nezha coughed twice and said, "Hey, you ......" Without waiting for Nezha to finish, Netherworld said: "Since ancient times, there has been a lot of love and hatred, and this love is endless. ”

"We ghosts or demons, once we really fall in love with someone, then this love will continue forever and will never be erased!"

"Sometimes I envy human beings, because their lifespan is only so small a lifetime, once they die and go to the Nai He Bridge and drink Meng Po soup, those past events, grievances and grievances, love and love will be forgotten!"

"I also hesitated with the water of forgetfulness, but as soon as it reached my mouth, an indescribable feeling spread."

"In the end, I still couldn't drink the love water to forget her, and then I slowly found that buying drunk can make me feel better, and I don't know when drinking has become a big hobby of mine!"

After that, Netherworld picked up the wine jar and made a gesture of clinking glasses, Nezha instantly understood the meaning of Netherspirit, Nezha picked up the wine jar and touched Netherspirit.

The two wine jars collided together and made a crisp sound, and after the two drank a jar of wine, they had a tacit understanding that the wine jar was still on the ground, and for a while the ceramic fragments on the ground almost surrounded them.

Suddenly, some sympathized with the person who cleaned the room, believing that his heart must have broken into slag when he saw the mess in front of him.

I don't know how long it took, Nezha and Netherspirit were both a little drunk, and their eyes became a little confused.

Their faces flushed a little suspiciously, and they still held the wine jar in their hands, and they gulped drunk their dreams, as if they were venting all the emotions in their hearts!

Perhaps only in this way could the bitterness in their hearts be reduced, and the wine jar was placed on the table with a loud bang, which frightened Nezha's heart.

Nezha's eyes looked at Netherlie with a somewhat sloppy look, and he said drunkly: "You... You're scared... Surprise me! ”

Ignoring Nezha's complaints, You... Do you know now... Do you know why this wine is called drunken dreams? ”

Nezha glanced at Netherworld Lie dissatisfied, and said, "Huh? No... Isn't it just drunk and sleeping and dreaming! ”

"That's it...... How many more times do you want to ask me about this question? ”

Netherworld dragged his head with the palm of his right hand, his eyes were a little sour, the corners of his mouth trembled slightly, and said, "It seems that you still don't understand ......"

Nezha was a little puzzled, and said, "Nether, can you... Can you make it clear? ”

"Don't play any dumb riddles with me! Isn't this wine? What to do with a bells and whistles! ”

"Isn't it over if it's delicious? I've got to guess... Guess what it means! ”

"I'm like Nezha...... Like I don't like this kind of crepe thing! ”

"If only I could understand the implications...... Meaning, I... I'm going to tell her today...... Confession! ”

Nether Flame suddenly laughed and said, "That's what you said! ”

Nezha said a little vaguely: "Fei ...... Nonsense! ”

Then the two drank another jar of drunken dreams, and the thirty-two jars of drunken dreams were drunk by the two of them after a while.

They called Xiao Er to come in with a drunken dream of carrying twenty altars, and when Xiao Er pushed the door open, a strong smell of alcohol hit him, and Xiao Er's brows were furrowed together.

But he didn't dare to have too many facial expressions, and he looked at the floor of the whole room, and there were fragments of wine jars everywhere!

Looking at the messy ground, Xiao Er's heart dared to be angry and didn't dare to speak! It's someone else's guess that he's going to let the bartender kick them out now!

But what a man is in front of him! He only has to smile with his face! If they're not happy, he'll not be able to eat and walk around today! If it's serious, I'm afraid he won't even be able to save this little life!

Xiao Er tiptoed from the debris to the front of the two, watching them get drunk, Xiao Er's heart was even more panicked.

He kept praying in his heart that these two Buddhas would not get drunk and make trouble in his restaurant!

Xiao WWII trembled, and the twenty jars of drunken dreams were put on the ground and the wine withdrew.

Yu Yinglie and Nezha took a jar of drunken dreams on the ground with some difficulty, and the drunken dreams came up.

Both of their bodies were a little hot, and Netherspirit wanted to speak, but before he could speak, Nezha fell headlong, and he fell asleep on the wine table.

Netherworld chuckled and said, "Tsk... How did you get drunk so quickly? Hum... It's okay to be drunk or drunk...... You'll know what this drunken dream is about......"

After he drank the rest of the wine alone, he also felt a strong drunkenness, and he smiled bitterly before falling asleep on the table.

In the dream, Nezha dreamed of the scene of his first encounter with her, and in those days with her, he lived with him again in the dream.

Everything was still the same as before, his face was full of doting smiles, and the vacant space in his heart could be filled with sweetness just by looking at her sweet smile.

In the end, the whole dream was suddenly shattered, and those pleasant times disappeared, leaving him alone and standing in place stupidly and smiling.

I don't know how long it took for him to gradually realize that she already had a sweetheart.

Nezha woke up from the dream, he opened his eyes with difficulty, and the candlelight in front of him was inevitably a little dazzling, after all, he had just woken up.

Nezha gently rubbed his sleepy eyes, he held his chin in his hand, looked at his eyes blankly, and said to himself: "It turns out ...... This is a drunken dream... True to its name, the taste of this wine is like that dream......"

The darkness in front of you

Lie was still asleep, Nezha glanced at the moonlight outside the window, and said: "It turns out that all this is just a dream, the dream is very sweet, but after waking up, it is empty joy......... The bitter feeling spread to his throat, he choked up, and said with a wry smile: "Even if this is a dream, I want to indulge in a false dream forever......" When he finished speaking, Nezha couldn't help laughing at himself: "Huh...... I'm really getting less and less like myself........."

After that, Nezha lay on the table and continued to sleep.

Netherworld finally met her in a sweet dream, knowing that this was the case, but he still refused to give up, like a moth to a fire and brought about his own destruction.

She was a warm flame that melted him cold.........

While the two were asleep, there was a suspicious figure standing outside the door, the man had pierced the window paper with a little saliva on his index finger, and he looked at the sleeping Nezha and Netherworld.

Finally, a twisted smile curled into his lips, and he cautiously pushed the door open, but frowned at the ceramic shards on the ground, the sound of stepping on them would have woken them up if he walked like this.

(End of chapter)