One song is over.

The hall was also shocking, and the effect was no worse than Fang Cai.

Wen Sheng followed Tang Wanqing back to his seat at the same time, and then drank a glass of wine in front of him uncontrollably.

Wait a minute.

Wen Sheng's eyes widened.

Before I could react, I went to get the wine glass again.

"System! Unbind! "Wen Sheng is numb.

She was a little dizzy.

【Oh】

The system moved quickly, and when Wen Sheng's voice fell, it had already ended with hands and feet.

The second glass of wine was not put in the mouth.

But Wen Sheng turned his head to look at Tang Wanqing on the side almost instantly.

Glass after cup is sent to the mouth, as if drinking plain water.

"Senior sister......" Wen Sheng pulled Tang Wanqing's sleeve.

The sound of singing and dancing in the hall rose again, and the sound of the beautiful was intoxicating.

Drunk and golden, drunk and dreaming of death.

Tang Wanqing looked back at Wen Sheng, Liu Ye's eyes narrowed slightly, and she was already drunk.

The eyes are full of brilliance, as if there are smoke waves circulating.

Noble and cold.

But lonely.

Wen Sheng was stunned for a long time, and then called again: "Senior sister......"

Senior sister, stop drinking.

Senior sister, you are so good, you must be able to meet better people.

Senior sister, what is there to be nostalgic for Shen Xingzhi?

Wen Sheng has a lot to say.

Her senior sister is talented and bright.

She......

The character of the senior sister is obviously... It shouldn't be like this.

Wen Sheng was in a hurry, but the words were blocked in his mouth, and he couldn't hold back a word anyway.

She didn't have the skills to talk about it, and once again hated herself.

Why... Why is I like this.

For a moment, she was desperate for her character.

"Heh~"

Wen Sheng looked at Tang Wanqing and chuckled at him, unmoved.

She was familiar with the expression.

When the senior sister said that she didn't understand, she also had this expression.

So Wen Sheng looked at Tang Wanqing and raised his glass again.

Wen Sheng didn't know where she got the courage, she snatched Tang Wanqing's wine glass and drank it all.

"Little junior sister?"

Wen Sheng heard Tang Wanqing call her, but her mind was already a little chaotic.

In fact, she already felt it in the first cup.

Also... Not unpleasant.

There is a faint smell of peach blossoms.

Two cups down, it makes people flutter.

It's as if I've forgotten all my worries.

"Little junior sister!"

Wen Sheng saw Tang Wanqing reach out and grab her wine glass, but she was unwilling, she stuffed the wine glass into her arms.

"Why don't you let me drink it?" Wen Sheng asked.

Tang Wanqing was stunned.

Then he saw that the girl had already picked up the flask on the table and poured it into her mouth.

"Why don't you let me drink?"

"Because I'm underage?"

"Then why can she!"

Wen Sheng muttered to himself, and the pent-up dissatisfaction in his heart broke through the ground under the impact of alcohol.

She's going to drink!

Tang Wanqing sobered up, and her expression was not lonely.

knocked on the skull that hurt a little, and finally spoke up: "Pei Yan, she's drunk." ”

Pei Yan lowered his eyes, got up, and walked to Wen Sheng's side.

"Leave me alone!" Wen Sheng hid the flask in his arms.

Tang Wanqing pinched her eyebrows: "Let her drink." ”

"Take her out for a drink."

She's a little junior sister.

Most of the time they are thin-skinned, in case they get drunk and make trouble here.

In full view.

The next day, when you wake up, you will die of shame.

…

……

Pei Yan held the wine jug, and Wen Sheng naturally followed him out.

When he arrived at the sparsely populated pavilion, Wen Sheng had already drunk the wine in his own wine jug.

She went to snatch it from Pei Yan's hand.

"I can't drink it." Pei Yan frowned and pressed Wen Sheng, who was about to move.

The girl in front of her was unexpectedly quiet.

Pei Yan was stunned.

Crying.

The shoulders of the man in front of him trembled slightly, and he heard her sobbing.

"......" Pei Yan didn't know how to speak.

He doesn't cry, and he doesn't care if others cry.

He even needs to ensure that the person in front of him can't drink to death, and he can make a deal tomorrow when he wakes up.

He just... In the use of Namling Mountain.

But the suppressed and forbearant whimper unexpectedly reminded him of his isolated and helpless self.

"Why ......"

Pei Yan heard the girl's whispered questioning, full of unwillingness.

"Why!"

"Why can she drink, she can stay up at night, she can study badly! You still love her so much! ”

The girl looked up suddenly, her eyes filled with tears.

Why?

Pei Yan didn't know how to answer, but his heart beat hard.

Wen Sheng couldn't see who the person in front of her was, and those memories that had always been deliberately diluted by her occupied the whole brain.

Crumpled certificates, rooms full of certificates and dusted trophies.

"I'm so obedient, I don't drink, I learn everything from piano, chess, calligraphy and painting!"

"I've done everything you want! Why don't you ever look at me? ”

It's like a river bursting its banks, backlogged for a long time, and gushing out.

"Why wasn't it me who got lost back then?"

"It's obviously your negligence, and I want to bear the consequences!"

"I don't owe her!"

Wen Sheng wiped his tears and felt a little funny.

Even if she questioned it so loudly, who would care?

He is an invisible person at home, and he is like a wild child without a father and mother at school.

There has never been a parent-teacher meeting for parents.

Wen Sheng wanted to laugh and cry.

They always said let her let her sister, she did, she welcomed her sister home.

She is willing to give half of her love to her sister.

But she's only eight years old.

Those framed them, they didn't stand on her side once.

They will always believe in the sister who has been lost for two years forever.

"I hate my sister!"

"I hate you!"

Wen Sheng pointed at Pei Yan and vented all his dissatisfaction.

Pei Yan felt it.

Grievances and grievances.

and the desperation of being powerless to change.

His heart was beating wildly.

He had also been in despair and questioning in countless dark nights.

Why him.

Nobody speaks, because nobody cares.

"Wen Sheng." Pei Yan slapped stiffly

patted Wen Sheng's shoulder, and his voice was dry.

He didn't know how to comfort people.

In fact, he is not obligated to do so.

"Don't be upset."

Pei Yan said.

Lose your marbles.

He may have been comforting himself.

Don't be upset.

The reincarnation of the demon god is not his fault.

He deserves to die, so no one asks him if he wants to.

Wen Sheng cried and threw himself into Pei Yan's arms, hugged Pei Yan's waist tightly, and muttered softly: "Why... Why......"

"Why is it me ......?"

Pei Yan: ......

He has lived all these years licking blood on the tip of a knife, and he doesn't like to be close to people.

The moment the girl pounced, he inevitably stiffened.

The subconscious killing intent was slowly suppressed and released the clenched fist.

Wen Sheng didn't ask why anymore.

It's been more than ten years.

She didn't get an answer.

She just thought she had to work a little harder... Be a little more obedient......

Pei Yan heard the girl in his arms whisper.

- "I hate myself too. ”

Cowering and not daring to move forward.