But Yaoyao, you have to know that everyone's life experience is different, and everyone's feelings are even different. Whether it is for people or things, don't generalize about those things that make sense, let alone be too absolute, what is suitable for you may not be suitable for others, maybe it is a bad thing in your opinion, but others are rejoicing about it. ”

Gu Yao smiled bitterly and laughed at herself: "It seems that I am still too naïve." ”

"Rest early, I'll take you to the airport every day."

"Hmm."

Wu Garden——

The drunkard pushed open the door, raised his hand to turn on the light in the room, and lay down on the bed a little tired.

The mental state is getting worse and worse.

A white transparent figure walked through the door.

The young man looked at the drunkard lying on the bed with his arm covering his eyes, and his heart became uncomfortable again.

Did he really know this person before?

Why do I want to cry when I see him uncomfortable?

The boy slowly approached the bed.

He was really very timid, and he was also very afraid of people, and he thought that maybe it was because he had been bullied too much before, so he was full of fear of everything in this world.

But the person in front of him, he was not afraid at all.

There is even a sense of familiarity.

The boy came to the side of the bed and slowly squatted down, he grabbed the edge of the bed with both hands, and looked at the drunkard on the bed with teary eyes.

I must have known him before, but I don't know what my relationship with him is, is it a friend or an enemy?

The ghost cha said that he had concerns in the human world, but his unfinished worries, was it him?

But who is he, friends are not like friends, family is not like family, how can he be so obsessed with him.

The drunkard, who had been lying in bed and was drowsy, suddenly felt something, he sat up, and looked around the room, as if he was looking for something, but he did not know what he was looking for.

The young man looked at the drunkard's behavior, and there was something strange in his heart.

What happened to him?

What is he looking for?

The drunkard looked at the empty room and smiled sadly.

He reached out and picked up the wine gourd on the bedside table and shook it.

And wine.

He opened the stopper of the gourd, raised his head directly and drank it in a big gulp, without any scruples at all because of the disappearance of the energy in his body and the deterioration of his physique.

The boy looked at the drunkard who was pouring wine on his back and frowned.

It smelled so unpleasant, and it seemed to be hard to drink, but why did he drink it?

In fact, the drunkard has been drinking heavily for so many years, and he no longer feels strong when he drinks it.

The way he was frowning and suffering now was actually just the way he was feeling at the moment.

The drunkard took several sips and wiped the wine from the corner of his mouth, and he looked in the direction of the balcony, his eyes seemed to be covered with a thick fog.

Brother Ene, I always feel that you seem to be back, right next to me.

I've felt it twice today.

But I hope that's my perception.

Because I don't want you to come back this way.

I believe that one day, you will reappear in front of me safe and sound.

You can see me, and I can see yours......

In fact, I hope that one day I can go back to the mountain, carry the medicine basket and go up the mountain to dig herbs, and then find you injured like I did back then, I will pick you up and go home, and let the master treat you......

When the drunkard thought of this, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but tug into a smile, which he had always dreamed of.

He is not afraid of all over again, but he is afraid that he will never come back.