I flew down to the Star Picking Pavilion, and behind me Hua Xing appeared into a curtain of light, and he stood there, dressed in an ink-colored robe, the only Xiao Su in this jumping light.

The moment I saw him, I was excited and happy, and waved my hand to say hello: "Why are you here?" ”

He was a little stunned, his eyes were a little red on his snow-white face, and he looked like he had drunk wine, "This ...... Do you live here? ”

I nodded happily, and raised my finger to show him the blue starlight, "This is the Star Picking Pavilion, I once said that if you come, I will build a side room for you with my own hands," Seeing that he seemed to remember, I said, "Although this place is not as magnificent as the Xuanluo Palace where you live, it is quiet and comfortable, with stars shining around the left, the sun and the moon alternate in front of you, and the scenery is more magnificent Xuanluo Palace." ”

"I just walked by the edge of the Milky Way today, and saw a winding path paved with starlight," he said, as if he was a little drunk, raised his hand and rubbed his eyes, "and walked in along the road, never expecting to see a house." I never thought that this was your house. ”

"Since you're passing by, come in and sit down," I waved my hand at Yun Yan on the Star Picking Pavilion, "Yun Yan, go and make a pot of hangover tea." ”

He stopped me with a flick of his sleeve, and I accidentally touched his fingers, which were a little cold. But his appearance was bright and warm, his peach blossom eyes blinked, and he was a little more cute, "I'm not drunk, why do you want to make hangover tea for me." ”

Drunk people never feel drunk, whether they are people, gods, demons, ghosts, heaven or earth. I hid my face and coughed, "It's me who is drunk, can you drink with me?" ”

He thought about it seriously, nodded and said, "It's hard to be gracious. He hesitated again between steps, bowed his head and asked me, "What about hangover tea...... Is it delicious? ”

I don't know when the inkstone on the Star Picking Pavilion has come down, Bai Nenneen leaned over with a face, and said happily, "Of course it's delicious!" ”

Later I learned that the reason why he was drunk tonight was because tomorrow was also the day of the death of his beloved girl.

I pinched my fingers and calculated, the sixth day of the eighth month is obviously an auspicious day for erecting pillars and beams, and it is suitable for marrying and making a bed, why is it so coincidental that he and his beloved girl died on the same day?

This god deity sighed secretly: The immortal road is magnificent, and the calamity is unpredictable. This son and Changjue are so fateful, change the Japanese god to make an east, set up a banquet for the two of them to get acquainted. After all, the two of them have the same illness and sympathy, and they can empathize with each other when they support and comfort each other, and the words they say can naturally fall into each other's hearts, and they can get out of the shadow of losing their sweetheart as soon as possible.

He sat there, talking about the girl he liked:

"She was innocent when she was young, but she was very easy to get angry, and often had nosebleeds......"

"She doesn't like me anymore, she has thousands of lovers, she draws fans for everyone. But she never painted me ......."

"She was very fat when she was a child, and she was very tired when she lost weight, why did she walk so far by herself in the end and never came back......"

"I killed her with my own hands. She died in the end, and it was all because of me. I can't forgive myself......"

Yun Yan and I sat silently next to him, holding our faces and looking at him. He probably had a deep pain in his heart, using tea as wine, ignoring me and Yun Yan, facing the outside of the pavilion, raising a glass to invite the stars, and he poured six pots of hangover tea.

Seeing that the seventh pot of tea was about to dry up, Yun Yan couldn't sit still, secretly pulled my sleeve, and said in a dark embarrassment: "Your Excellency, our tea has been drunk, what can I do......

Ben Shenzun: "It's okay, you can pour a pot of boiling water." He's so drunk that he probably won't be able to taste it......"

Sure enough, he poured six jugs of boiled water into the stars again.

The words became more and more fragmented, and his expression became more and more melancholy, and I knew that he was missing his sweetheart.

About this girl, on the top of the mortal Muhua Building, I drank mortal wine with him while watching the magnificent scenery of the red dust, and I was drunk, and I had already heard him talk about it. In fact, I can't complain about him, I just blame Meng Ze's bastard for making a stumbling block and beating the mandarin duck.

I wanted to persuade him, but it's a pity that although I am an old man of 180,000 years old, I have slept for 140,000 years, I only developed my soul at the age of more than 10,000 years, I have feelings for Nie Su at the age of 20,000, I was thrown out of the Divine Mansion at the age of 30,000, and I jumped into the galaxy at the age of 40,000.

Counting up, the wind and moon that this god has experienced are only in those 20,000 years.

It's only 20,000 years, and I haven't figured out in the end whether Lord Nie Su likes me or Lirong. This regret is hard for me to erase in my life. I want to comfort others, I am afraid that some people have more than enough heart and lack of experience.

Besides, in this way, between me, him, and Changjue, the most unfortunate one should belong to this deity.

Occasionally, when I want to get drunk, someone can come and comfort me, even if I don't say anything, just be with me.

But I also know that it will be difficult for me to meet such a person again.