Chapter 10: The Youth of Crush

The night sky is dotted with stars, and the rolling mountains are hidden in the deep silence of the dark colors.

The moonlight in late autumn has a clear beauty, like Zhu Ziqing's "Moonlight on the Lotus Pond".

The night breeze sent the fragrance of lotus flowers, floating in the hearts of several young people, storing and cherishing.

The crickets should be crowed a few times in a few times, as if to cheer up the drinker.

Lin Haimei, who was still shouting and drinking at the table just now, was suddenly defeated.

Dignified silence.

Miku fiddled with the curls in her ears, and a light smile jumped around with the curls, stirring the silence of the table.

"I only wish that your heart is like my heart, and I will live up to my love", Miku's afterglow shyly aimed at Kinao's handsome face.

Jia Dehua's sword eyebrows wrinkled in the smoke, and his eyes, which were still closed just now, suddenly opened, and he glanced at the wine and food on the table, and the smoke gushed out down the wings of his nose, hazy the wine and food.

He raised his glass again, "Here!" Drink! "The tone is very heavy, and he doesn't clink glasses with others and drink them all!

His body sat heavily on the chair and made a muffled "thump" sound.

"There are moons and moons in the sky, and there are love and cruelty in the world", in Jia Dehua's heart, his helpless love for himself can only be secretly sad.

Mu Zhi's eyes on the other side drifted far away, and seemed to fall in the boundless night.

He thoughtfully tuddled his freshly dyed yellow hair. A trace of remorse spread across his face, "I would have known that I wouldn't dye my yellow hair, cheesy, frivolous."

Mu Zhi didn't speak, he picked up the wine glass in front of him and took a sip. He slammed his glass down on the table, causing the beer bottle on it to shake.

"I'm going to dye this pesky hair back tomorrow," Kinao withdrew his hand from the wine glass and placed it on his knee.

"Mianmian is eager to blow up, clear spirits as tea", Mu Zhi quickly glanced at Lin Haimei, and her gentle demeanor had fallen into her heart.

The sound of fists on the table, "rock, scissors, paper" like a scuffle, clanged. The wine on the table was lively, and the heart of wanting to win was numb.

The bald man's obesity, bearing more weight of beer, "Drink!" If you don't drink it, it's a grandson"! A bottle of beer, on his fat arm, walked solemnly, and then disappeared.

In the belly that is getting bulging more and more, there is both momentum and drink.

The thin man who drank was calm, and while others were not paying attention, the beer fell to the ground instantly. The posture of drinking is not bad at all, "It's delicious!" Great! And raised the rim of the cup to the fat man.

Love is deep and drunk, this is not bad at all.

Jia Dehua has drunk two bottles of beer in a row, he held the wine glass, and there seemed to be thousands of troops in his mind, "Lin Haimei, we are complaining about the narrow road of our family, I just put you down in my heart, and you appeared again."

He stood up suddenly and said to Mu Zhi, "Second brother, I'll accompany you to finish the last four bottles." Talented women can't drink alcohol, so they use tea instead of bars."

The wind has been blowing, and people with a heart have been chasing.

Miku immediately moved the lotus step lightly, and Tingtingyu stood beside Mu Zhi. The fragrance on her body made Mu Zhi's body lean back slightly, and Mu Zhi's brow furrowed.

Miku didn't notice anything strange about Mu Zhi, she picked up the beer with her right hand and held the cup with her left hand, maybe she was distracted, she poured the wine a little harder. The glass filled the glass with bubbles and slid onto the table.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! Miku's cheeks were flushed, and in her frustration, she accidentally knocked the beer over on the table.

Kinao quickly got up, took out a tissue and wiped the table, and kept saying to Miku, "It's okay, it's okay." Thank you! Thank you! ”

There was not the slightest hint of displeasure on his face.

In the moonlight, his eyes were deep and penetrating. The facial contours are soft and the facial features are well-shaped. When she looked at Lin Haimei steadily, she seemed to have the feeling of a lifetime.

Miku walked around Kinao's back, "I can't make a fool of myself anymore."

In the same posture, it may be a different mood, the beer full of the glass is not a single drop, and the bubbles gather together along the rim of the glass, and quickly disperse.

Lin Qingxuan said that in this world, everyone has the moon hidden in their hearts.

"Miku's moon is the shallowest hidden tonight", Miku's face was already crimson, and the alcohol urged her to take a step forward, "Come on!" Cheers", Jia Dehua was about to clink glasses, but was preempted by Mu Zhi, "Cheers"!

Stuffy to the end!

Ki Nao is supposed to be a person who can drink, and there is no drunkenness on his face. Because of the emitting of alcohol, the eyes are softer. Between the eyebrows and eyes, there was a little more melancholy.

Perhaps, the eyes of every lover are greedy. Miku was no exception, and the way she looked at Ki Zhi revealed her careful thoughts.

Everyone's eyes have a different story to tell.

Jia Dehua, who has always liked to sing, even expressed his emotions with his singing voice, "You are like a fire in that winter, the roaring fire illuminates me."

The singing stopped abruptly. He lowered his head and fiddled with the empty glass.

"Today, a new student has been transferred to our class, everyone is welcome!"

Lin Haimei walked in from outside the classroom, her shoulder-length short hair gently swaying in her ears.

"My name is Lin Haimei, transferred from the first class of science", Lin Haimei's voice was gentle with a hint of sweetness, and there seemed to be a deep temptation hidden in her big eyes, perhaps because her eyelashes were too long.

Judward was one of those who was fascinated.

Every day, secretly squinting at Lin Haimei is a compulsory course for Jia Dehua.

Lin Haimei's selflessness in memorizing English words.

Lin Haimei recited ancient poems with a full expression.

Lin Haimei's concentration when deducing math problems.

The soul secretly derives love in romance.

Jia Dehua himself knows that he is in love with Lin Haimei. But Lin Haimei's mind was all about studying, which made Jia Dehua very distressed. I didn't dare to write love letters, and I didn't dare to complain.

The words that came between the teeth had to be hidden in the notes of the years.

Singing is also a form of Judwar's solution to love.

High-pitched, low-pitched, closed eyes and muttered to his heart.

After the college entrance examination, everyone went their separate ways. Jia Dehua didn't expect to meet his sweetheart again tonight, and in such an embarrassing situation.

"If there is a crack in the ground, I can get into it", Juddwaard's already drunken face turned even redder. He lowered his head and didn't say a word, and he no longer had the courage to look at Lin Haimei's face.

Crush is like moss, inconspicuous. Curled up and withered in waiting, the wind blew and the sound did not stop.

The three of them have their own agendas. There was silence on the table.

Mu Nao was very quiet after drinking. His eyebrows were tightly locked, his eyes were deep, and he looked preoccupied. In the deep glass, the wine swayed shallowly.

Miku was a little drunk. The smart eyes are misty, and the wood is straight, which is the spring water in the mist, gently tapping on Miku's heart.

There are fewer and fewer people at the barbecue stands. The eye-catching red waves of the boss Uncle De are unusually clear in the moonlight.

"Lao Zhang, I'll get some chops to feed the rhubarb," a woman shouted at an empty table.

"Hello! Let's make it yourself", Zhang Fengde was roasting the last few strings of chicken wings. His red high heels, like an elf in the middle of the night, dressed in moonlight, danced.

With such a familiar voice, Lin Haimei turned her head to look, "Sister Li, we also have this table."

On the way back, Sister Li inevitably advised, "Haimei, go back early in the evening, what if you meet a ruffian?"

"I know, it's an old classmate tonight", Lin Haimei secretly rejoiced.