The small building is lonely, and the smell of wine is wafting.

Wusheng has gone, and has walked towards the bright moon in the distance.

Gradually, it has disappeared, and finally disappeared into the sky.

Shuxiang had walked in, silent.

Quietly walked to the window, quietly stared at the stone statue-like body, and gradually disappeared into the sky, disappearing under the hanging moon.

She didn't say a word.

Sometimes she didn't speak, definitely more than she spoke, and her eyebrows twitched slightly.

Has she said it countless times in her heart? Why don't you take her with you countless times?

Are you too weak? Can't be with him?

The cold wind is blowing.

Although she stood quietly, quietly like a quiet and pure goddess, her hands had turned pale from excessive exertion, and were almost bloodless.

Turning around, her eyes fell to the table, which was wide and full of wine, almost all wine, and no food.

Not far away, Cao Mang was already looking at her, sighing softly.

He is very interested in women, and if he is not accompanied by a woman one day, the heart in his stomach will be uncomfortable, and he will be uncomfortable.

But he would not comfort women.

"Do you miss him?"

The fragrance of the book was silent, and the smile on his face had floated up, and that smile was also bookish.

She neither answered nor ran away.

Just staring at the recklessness, doing nothing, not having to do anything.

"Did the book teach you to chase men?"

Shuxiang shook her head.

"How could it not be?"

Shuxiang smiled, "The book is full of men chasing women. ”

"Do you like him very much?"

Shuxiang shook her head, but nodded again.

Cao Mang didn't understand, "I don't understand." ”

"I shake my head because he doesn't get emotional at all, and I nod that you already like him."

Shuxiang smiled and poured a glass of wine from the wine jar on the table and gave it to Cao Mang, "The rivers and lakes are not big, how can there be many partings, there will always be a time to meet, why bother?" ”

The grass drank it all, and slowly realized the deep meaning inside.

Gradually, I read it, and my eyes seemed to have become very dim and depressed, "The rivers and lakes are not big, how can there be many partings, there is always a time to meet, why bother?" ”

When a glass of wine was down, he stretched out the glass and poured the fragrance of the book for him.

"Do you like him very much?"

Grass nodded recklessly.

"What do you like about him?"

Thinking recklessly, he didn't know how to answer, because he saw that there was only one side of the relationship, and how could people who knew a lot about the fate of one side?

He doesn't know much, and since he doesn't know a lot, how can he like him?

It's a very contradictory thing, because he doesn't understand, how can he like him? I even wanted to treat him as a friend.

Eventually, he drank it all.

Shuxiang poured the wine and smiled, "Don't you know what you like about him?" ”

She is really a very smart woman, really sensible and understanding.

Her smile is sweet but not greasy, thick but silent, and never makes people feel a trace of disgust or boredom.

Cao nodded recklessly, and gradually sighed.

"This is to make the two males meet and cherish each other."

Cao Mang is another cup of belly, "I'm sorry, what about him?" ”

"He's the same."

"He doesn't like to make friends, he doesn't have friends, he just likes opponents."

"This is what he said, and he ...... in his heart."

"What's in his heart?"

She didn't know, and she didn't want to lie.

Cao Mang looked at her quietly, waiting for her to answer.

She didn't answer, she didn't pour the wine, she walked quietly to the window, and stared out the window, far away.

Her heart seemed to have drifted to the horizon.

In the lonely and lonely sky, the hanging moon has gradually lowered and gradually disappeared.

The night has gradually gone, the light has gradually appeared, and everything on the earth has gradually become vigorous and energetic.

She finally turned her head and stared at the grass, "It seems that you are still full of spirit and vitality. ”

Cao Mang nodded, also bitter.

"You can still go and have a few drinks when you go back."

Grass nodded recklessly.

"You can do something else besides drinking."

Cao nodded recklessly, "Do you have anything else to ask me?" ”

Shuxiang nodded and said nothing.

"You can ask me, you don't have to take it personally."

Shuxiang nodded, but didn't say that she didn't like to ask too many people.

Cao Mang stared at her, "You can ask, others may not be able to, you can." ”

Shuxiang was silent, and had lowered his head, staring at the dossier in his hand, as if he was already pondering.

The swaying of the hearth is no longer so hot, the passion seems to have been sublimated, and the lust seems to have subsided.

The initial cheerfulness and vitality are gone.

Cao Mang stirred the fire a few times, and then stared silently, staring at everything inside.

There were only sparks in it and nothing else.

Maybe he didn't see a spark, but a story that happened in a spark.

Are you thinking about that glittering dagger? Sen Sen's chill is imminent, and the short knife that has been with him for many years?

The short knife is gone, and it has become a hilt.

But he didn't feel sorry for the short knife, he only felt sorry for Wusheng.

There is only one thing he regrets, and that is that Wusheng will not regard him as a friend, and never will.

This man has no friends, no lovers, no relatives,....., he only has duels, only opponents.

No matter who you are, as long as you want to make friends with him, you can only think about it, and you will always think about it.

There will be no other, much less miracles.

Quietly staring at the firelight, his mind seemed to have drifted to the scene just now.

Wusheng plunged the knife into the fire, the fire was blazing, he didn't seem to feel pain, and the hand didn't seem to be a human hand.

......。

He sighed deeply and slowly stretched out his hand, the wine glass was empty, and he needed to pour wine, but what about the person who poured it?

No one poured wine.

Cao Mang looked up and saw a strange thing.

Tianya talented girl doesn't drink, but now she is drinking, she doesn't drink much, but she is very gentle and quiet.

She drank quietly and stood quietly, a touch of pink on her quiet face.

A woman usually turns pink at two times, one is drinking, and the other is lovesickness, especially unrequited love, which will make a woman's face red.

She is clearly the first.

Cao Mang doesn't think so, because he's not a good person.

More treacherous than the hero, more righteous than the hero.

It's cute, it's kind, it's evil, it's vicious,......。

There may be only such a person in the rivers and lakes, but fortunately there is only such a person.

This person is the reckless man of the rivers and lakes, the reckless male.

Is he good now?

He thinks that the fragrance of the book is already blushing, so he wants to cover it up with wine to hide his lovesickness.

Cao Mang smiled at Shuxiang, and Shuxiang came over and poured him wine.

"Are we friends?"

Scholarly nodded.

"We've always been friends."

Scholarly nodded.

She didn't understand why he suddenly said such a thing?

"So if I have something on my mind, can I share it with my friends?"

Scholarly nodded.

"Do you know why I like Wusheng and like to make friends with Wusheng?"

Shuxiang shook her head and said nothing.

"Because of this rivers and lakes, the rivers and lakes are like this."

The book is silent.

"No matter which gang it is, as long as you pull him in, it will undoubtedly grow a lot."

The book is silent.

"Me too, am I being selfish?"

The book is silent.

There was not a hint of surprise on her face, as if she had known this for a long time.

But she still stood quietly, without saying much, and even if she did, it would not be tiresome or disgusting.