"Uncle He?" Wei Fang shouted and knocked on the door.

There was no response inside, and Wei Fang was probably used to it, so he walked in.

As soon as the door opened, Mu Zhaoyun couldn't help but take a step back.

A strong smell of alcohol and the smell of the room that had been stuffy for a long time came to my face, and it was as terrible as if I had transformed into a physical entity.

It seemed that this was his fault, Wei Fang's expression was quite embarrassed, and he said, "Miss Mu, wait a minute, I'll call him." ”

Mu Zhaoyun nodded, but frankly speaking, in such an environment, she felt that it was not possible for this Uncle He to be called out.

Waiting in the courtyard, Mu Zhaoyun listened to Wei Fang find Uncle He and began to shout......

Uncle He, Uncle He, wake up, Uncle He, I have something to do with you...... Uncle He, how much wine have you drunk, Uncle He......

At first, I didn't get any response, but then there were probably one or two answers, vague, and a hangover that didn't look sober at all.

Mu Zhaoyun shook his head helplessly, and half-loudly watched Wei Fang walk out dejectedly.

"That ......" Wei Fang was a little embarrassed: "Uncle He drank too much last night, and he really can't wake up at this time." Otherwise, where do you live, Miss Mu, I will look for you when Uncle He wakes up. ”

Mu Zhaoyun didn't dare to tell him where he lived, for fear of scaring the child. After thinking for a while, he said, "How long has he been like this?" ”

"It's been five years." Wei Fang said: "Uncle He is actually very pitiful, he has never been good at drinking before. He had a good relationship with Aunt He, and once when he was sober, he told me that he could only see Aunt He when he was drunk. So he didn't want to be awake. ”

"That's right." Mu Zhaoyun said: "I'll see if I can wake him up." ”

"Can you?" Wei Fang obviously didn't believe it: "Uncle He probably drank a lot yesterday, I shook it for a long time just now, but I couldn't get him to his senses." ”

"I'll give it a try." Mu Zhaoyun smiled, pinched his nose and walked into the room.

Surprisingly, the house was rarely clean, and it didn't look like a single man living in it at all. If it weren't for that smell, it would be like a woman's boudoir. There are no elaborate decorations, but there is no clutter at all.

Probably because Mu Zhaoyun's surprise was obvious, Wei Fang said in a low voice: "Aunt He likes cleanliness the most, so every time Uncle He is drunk, he also makes the room tidy, saying that if Aunt He comes back to see him, he will not be unhappy." ”

"I can't see that it's still an infatuation." Mu Zhaoyun sneered: "What did you do when you were infatuated, if you don't hurry up when you're around, you won't think about it again." ”

Wei Fang was surprised that Mu Zhaoyun would say this, but there seemed to be no problem when he thought about it. At his age, although he has already married in ordinary people's homes, he is worried about food and clothing by himself, and he has never considered love. For feelings, sometimes I sigh that it is not easy for Uncle He, but when Mu Zhaoyun said this, he felt that his words were not wrong.

Entering the room, Mu Zhaoyun saw a man about forty years old lying on the ground, with a few fallen wine jars beside him, probably because Wei Fang opened the doors and windows as soon as he came in, the taste was a little lighter at this time, but the smell of wine was still very strong.

Wei Fang's face was embarrassed: "Miss Mu, look, how can you wake up from this?" ”

Mu Zhaoyun said: "What is your Uncle He's name?" ”

"It's called He Zi'an." Wei Fang said busily.

"Okay." Mu Zhaoyun squatted down: "Don't make a sound, I'll call him." ”

Wei Fang suddenly felt a little nervous, nodded, and took a step back, his eyes widening.

Mu Zhaoyun didn't know how to take out a paper bag from his arms, made a nose pinch motion at Wei Fang, and then shook it away at He Zi'an.

Wei Fang took another step back, although he didn't know what Mu Zhaoyun was doing, he just believed that he wouldn't do anything harmful. He Zi'an's daily appearance really makes him uncomfortable, and it would be a good thing if someone could wake him up.

He Zi'an is not very old, he is forty years old, and there are still many things to do. It shouldn't be like this muddled second half of your life.

He Zi'an smelled a sweet smell in his sleep, but he didn't open his eyes, and he muttered something in his mouth, which he couldn't hear clearly.

Mu Zhaoyun said in a low voice: "I'm back." ”

Wei Fang only felt that the room suddenly became a little gloomy, trembled, and looked around.

"Fang Ling, Fang Ling, are you back?" He Zi'an still had his eyes closed, but he suddenly reached out and grabbed it in the air, as if he was looking for something.

"It's me." Mu Zhaoyun said in a low voice, "How did you become like this?" ”

"I've been waiting for you." He Zi'an's voice was a little crying: "I'm sorry for you...... I shouldn't have to go out, if I'm by your side, you're not going to die......"

Liuyun Valley's illusion is exquisite, even if Mu Zhaoyun is not very profound, it is still possible to make an ordinary person with a hangover have a dream.

The reason why He Zi'an has been quiet in alcohol and can't extricate himself is just because he is unwilling to face the truth through alcohol, and he must be a bell to solve the bell.

"I don't blame you." Mu Zhaoyun said: "But look at what you look like now, you know how to drink every day and don't do anything." Are you still the same He Zi'an I know? ”

"I miss you, I only want you, I don't want to do anything." He Zi'an was a little eager to justify.

"But I'm always going to go." Mu Zhaoyun, a former atheist, now opened his mouth and came: "I'm going to be reincarnated, before I leave to see you, thinking that you can live well, I will be relieved, but you are like this now, how can I rest assured?" Do you want me to be a lonely ghost, who can't wish, and wanders outside all the time? ”

He Zi'an panicked: "No, no, how could it be." Fang Ling, I don't want you to be a lonely ghost. ”

"Then you promise me, cheer up, okay?" Mu Zhaoyun calculated the time, although this incense is not harmful to the human body, but it can't last long, and it almost makes him wake up.

"Okay, okay, I'm going to never drink again." He Zi'an responded repeatedly, and he didn't know what picture he saw in his dream.

Mu Zhaoyun glanced at Wei Fang with a slight smugness, and snapped his fingers in front of He Zi'an.

He Zi'an woke up with a stirring spirit and looked around in a daze.

Wei Fang had been standing aside and watching Mu Zhaoyun's Maoshan Daoist-like operation, and only then did he come back to his senses when he saw He Zi'an wake up, and hurriedly rushed over: "Uncle He, are you awake?" ”

He Zi'an's eyes swept from Wei Fang's face to Mu Zhaoyun's face with some distraction: "Xiaowei, why are you here?" Who is this girl? ”

"Xiaowei brought me to you for help." Mu Zhaoyun gave Wei Fang a look.

Wei Fang immediately answered: "Yes, Uncle He, we are here to find you." But you fell asleep and shouted for a long time before you woke up. ”