Wen Qiwen hasn't finished drinking a bowl of wine yet.

This wine is made from taro.

Extremely dry.

It's hard to swallow when you drink it.

At least Wen Qiwen, the eldest son of the state government, is like this.

But when he turned around, he saw Qing Xueqing.

It was found that she was already drinking the second bowl.

Wen Qiwen looked at his wine bowl, shook his head helplessly and smiled.

Drink the rest of the wine in one fell swoop.

The sky is splitting at the moment.

It's like the palm prints of a person, and the rings of a tree growing in the shade.

The hot wine goes down the stomach.

Wen Qiwen, who was suddenly excited, was a little hot.

A throbbing of the temples.

And his gaze at Qing Xueqing was already soft.

It's like a velvet brocade from the South.

That's how it is in this life.

There are always fireworks that are worth stopping and watching for a long time.

When placed in the moonlight, it can indeed shine.

But no matter how bright the moonlight is, it can't impress Wen Qiwen's expression and vicissitudes of life towards Qing Xueqing.

After a moment of passion, there is only an endless emptiness left on the canopy.

But the doom is doomed.

There are always catastrophes that can't be avoided and can't be escaped.

But fireworks don't last forever.

Qing Xueqing is Wen Qiwen's robbery.

Love robbery.

How many should there be, what are they.

No one is powerless to change.

Drinking is always a pleasure.

Even if it's because you're not happy.

But at this moment, he suddenly found that Qing Xueqing's eyes began to gradually overflow with a little typhoid fever.

He didn't understand why.

Wen Qiwen didn't drink much.

But he understands it.

Eventually, you'll be happy.

Otherwise, what's the point of wine?

His father, Wen Tingbai, also drank alone in front of his mother's spiritual seat many times in the middle of the night.

It's always dull at first.

I've seen people like that.

There are so many sad and distressing things in the world.

Look through the end of the alley.

The flowers there have bloomed in an extremely unbridled manner.

As he drank and drank, he began to cry.

But in the end, I always slept soundly with a smile on my lips.

But it is more like spring than any flower in the garden.

Spring is supposed to be so unrestrained.

No one cares about the wildflowers on the side of the road.

So they grow at will.

But he accidentally pricked his finger by a clump of thorny weeds.

The smell of food oil from a distant restaurant could be heard in the air.

Wen Qiwen sat down against the wall.

Put your hand to the side.

For a while, it made him feel that everything was so incredible.

It seems that he is not in the Hongzhou capital city.

But it couldn't suppress the smell of alcohol in this alley.

Those scents and wildflowers were erratic and looming in Wen Qiwen's eyes.

Lay the bowl down on the counter.

Then he pushed a cart, shouted to borrow it, and left the alley like the wind.

It's a completely unfamiliar environment in the depths.

One of them finished drinking.

Most of the white floc is like snow falling on the earth, silent.

But a few slightly more skinny ones landed on Qing Xueqing's hair.

He was in a hurry.

It even blew up the white floc of the dandelions on the side of the road.

Wen Qiwen dragged the white floc in the palm of his hand.

Blowing at Qing Xueqing's face.

Wen Qiwen reached out and pulled it from her hair.

Qing Xueqing sensed it and turned her head to look at him.

Covering her pair of sheared eyes.

This spring, because of this alley, this wine bowl is different.

Qing Xueqing muttered, but narrowed her eyes.

Long eyelashes are covered down.

But he also likes Wendao very much.

Although I have never shown it to others.

Wen Qiwen suddenly wanted to write something.

In addition to knife practice.

In his story, there is no strife and no death.

There is also no suffering and no sex.

But his writing is clean and clear.

It's exactly the same as how he feels about Qing Xueqing's care and love.

As long as you are still alive in this world.

Fighting is inevitable.

Everything is peaceful, and there is reunion everywhere.

It's a pity that these can only stay on paper and pen.

He practiced swordsmanship just so that he could protect the people he cared about.

He writes stories in order to keep a clear side in this noisy neon.

Wen Qiwen knows his mission and understands his father's hopes for him.

But that didn't stop him from being disgusted with them.

Wen Qiwen's face also had the deep imprint left by the north wind howling and the wind and sand filling the sky.

In the past, every time he went out, he would bring a silk handkerchief.

Let yourself be able to hide in it at any time.

In fact, like all the teenagers in the North.

It's just a coincidence every time.

The color of the silk handkerchief worn by Wen Qiwen is exactly the same as the skirt worn by Qing Xueqing.

It's not for yourself.

It's for Qing Xueqing.

I couldn't help but laugh like I did when I was a child.

It had been a long time since he had seen Qing Xueqing smile so casually.

"Brother Wen, look!

Qing Xueqing suddenly stood up and pointed to the distant sky.

As if it were just a habit.

I don't know if it's because of alcohol paralysis at the moment, or because of the relaxation of leaving Qingfu.

After she grew up.

It's always a little reluctant to laugh.

Wen Qiwen said.

Because with the wind, he saw a dark cloud.

Qing Xueqing finally laughed like before.

"yes, the wind is blowing...... Maybe it will rain later!"

However, Wen Qiwen's mood was not affected by these in the slightest.

On the contrary, it is more relaxed.

This black cloud obscured more than half of the red glow in the west.

Like a beast of prey, it is biting and eating its prey.

The wine bowl in his hand is not big.

But drinking cup by cup, you can always drink the spring and autumn.

Because the person he loves the most is by his side, lying in the alley with him and drinking.

Even if this rain can shake the heavens and the earth, what can it do?

"Brother Wen, I'm so happy now!"

Qing Xueqing said.

His knife wasn't fast enough, it wasn't fierce enough.

But if you add his own sturdy and well-proportioned body, it is enough to make Qingxueqing safe.

But she accidentally let the supple green silk hang on her earrings.

Wen Qiwen carefully lifted the strand of hair out of the gap in the earring.

"I can see it. ”

Wen Qiwen smiled and touched the top of her head.

Qing Xueqing asked.

"I'm not happy. ”

I'm afraid that it will hurt Qing Xueqing.

"Brother Wen, are you happy now?"

But when he saw Wen Qiwen, there was a big smile on his face.

"Are you very sad? sad people can't be ridiculous, Brother Wen, don't lie to me!"

Wen Qiwen said.

Qing Xueqing was very surprised.

Wen Qiwen said.

"If you drink another bowl of wine with me, I'll guess!"

Qing Xueqing pursed her lips and said.

"Then you might as well guess why I'm sad. ”

She had already drunk two bowls of such strong and dry wine.

Wen Qiwen thought that Qing Xueqing would be spoiled by him, and then begged him to say it directly.

Qing Xueqing said.

Raised the empty bowl in his hand.

Wen Qiwen handed the wine bowl to Qing Xueqing and said.

She smiled and said nothing.

Unexpectedly, Qing Xueqing made another request.

"Okay, but after I've drunk it, you'll have to guess!

Wen Qiwen took the wine bowl and drank it directly.

How good he was drinking, even he didn't know.

A bell rang.

But he brought two more bowls of wine from the old woman.

But it doesn't matter what you drink or how much you drink at the moment.

Even if Qing Xueqing asked him to drink a bowl of feces and urine, Wen Qiwen would drink it without frowning.

However, he knew that his father, Wen Tingbai, had a nickname of Hongzhou Jiuxian.

And so on, and so on, he shouldn't have drunk too much.

Qing Xueqing stared down at the wine bowl and said.

But the tone is still playful.

He just wanted to hear how Qing Xueqing was going to guess his mind.

"Because Brother Wen thinks that such an opportunity is really too rare...... I don't know when it will be next time. Am I guessing right or not?"

Qing Xueqing told all his thoughts.

"Brother Wen, do you remember what my mother promised?"

"Alas......"

Wen Qiwen sighed and nodded slowly.

Wen Qiwen didn't react at once.

"Stupid! My mother promised me to come with you when you went to the mine this time. ”

Qing Xueqing straightened up, patted Wen Qiwen on the shoulder and said.

"What did Aunt Zhong promise?"

I finally understood the meaning of the words and laughed happily.

"You're not sad now, are you?"

Qing Xueqing said.

Wen Qiwen pondered for a moment.

Wen Qiwen said happily.

looked at his wine bowl, but suddenly wanted to float three whites.

Qing Xueqing said.

"Not at all!"

Along the way, get along day and night.

How can such an opportunity be missing?

I thought there were no such opportunities in a year.

But they forgot, and soon the two of them will go to the mine on the edge of Nahum Prefecture together.

But it was deliberate.

"Then let's walk slowly, do things slowly, and when we come back, I'll ......"

"But when the matter is done, Brother Wen will definitely be sad again!"

Qing Xueqing stuck out her tongue and said.

"What happened when you got back?"

Qing Xueqing asked puzzled.

Wen Qiwen said.

But he held back the last half of the sentence.

"Haha, okay! Brother Wen is a word!"

Qing Xueqing stretched out her little thumb and said.

"When we come back, we can come back here for a drink!"

Wen Qiwen squeezed his eyes and said.

In fact, what he wanted to say was that after he came back this time, he and his father went to Qingfu to propose marriage.

But on the eve of the export, he forcibly took it back.

"It's a deal!"

Wen Qiwen hooked up with him.

She picked up the bowl and drank it down.

Because I drank it too quickly.

He was afraid that what happened in the red forest of the lonely sea that day would be repeated in this alley.

Qing Xueqing didn't notice Wen Qiwen's thoughts.

Then he shoved the silk handkerchief into her hand.

"Brother Wen still carries a silk handkerchief with him!"

But there was wine soup flowing down the corners of his mouth.

Wen Qiwen took out a silk handkerchief, held it with his fingers, and gently touched the corners of her mouth.

Wen Qiwen said.

"But Brother Wen didn't have a coincidence this time!"

Qing Xueqing spread the silk handkerchief on her knees and said.

"It's not because of you?"

But this thing is too mysterious.

It's impossible to get it right every time.

Qing Xueqing said with a smile.

Wen Qiwen knew that she was talking about the color of today's silk handkerchief, but it was different from her skirt.

But before that piece of red glow was completely swallowed by the black clouds, Qing Xueqing fell headlong into Wen Qiwen's arms.

Wen Qiwen's body stiffened.

Although Wen Qiwen was a little discouraged, he didn't care too much after all.

I don't know how many bowls I drank.

"Qingmei, are you okay?"

Wen Qiwen asked.

But he didn't dare to move.

On the contrary, Qing Xueqing grabbed Wen Qiwen's shirt tightly, rubbed her cheek against his chest, and found a comfortable position.

"Brother Wen, let's go home......"

Qingxue said dreamily.

His hand was outside Qing Xueqing's body, and he didn't dare to touch it at all.

But he was worried that she would fall to one side.

"I know, I remember. But my understanding is that as long as you're there, it doesn't matter if I'm a drunken cat. ”

Qing Xueqing leaned sideways in Wen Qiwen's arms and said.

"Do you remember what you promised me? You promised me that if I was alone in the future, I would never become a drunken cat. ”

Wen Qiwen said.

Wen Qiwen picked up Qing Xueqing's body.

Slowly walked in the direction of Qingfu.

The breath gradually becomes even and deep.

She was already asleep.

Because I was afraid of disturbing Qing Xueqing.

Wen Qiwen looked at the sleeping person in his arms.

His steps were steady.

Don't dare to let your body have the slightest bump.

Wen Qiwen didn't know where Qing Xueqing was hiding.

But he cried anxiously.

suddenly remembered that when they were children, they once played hide and seek in the brocade makeup building.

Exactly three hours.

If the lady has three long and two short.

But they could not escape the harsh punishment.

Trembling like a headless fly.

Even the steward of the Qingfu and the maid in the brocade building were in a hurry.

Following this looming voice, Wen Qiwen actually found Qing Xueqing.

It turned out that she was hiding in a long-abandoned cabinet and fell asleep.

In the end, it was Wen Qiwen who stopped crying first.

Then he heard a slight snort.

Look at the stance.

Qing Xueqing will definitely wake up in the middle of the night.

After returning to Qingfu, Wen Qiwen kept carrying Qingxueqing to her boudoir in the brocade makeup building.

Then he instructed those maids to put a cup of herbal tea at the bedside, and boil some soup by the way.

All of them nodded in agreement.

Wen Qiwen glanced back at Qing Xueqing, then closed the door, and prepared to leave the Jinzhuo and leave the Qingfu.

And when I woke up, I was thirsty, and then I was hungry.

These maids naturally know who Wen Qiwen is, and they also know his relationship with his own young lady.

After drinking, people will inevitably become a little excited and strange.

In normal times, he would never have done that.

But he didn't want to walk out through the main entrance.

He also wants to climb over the wall.

Just as Wen Qiwen was about to climb over the wall, Xiao Zhong's voice suddenly came from behind him.

"Aunt Zhong!"

But at this moment, Wen Qiwen resolutely walked towards the wall in the backyard.

"Wen'er, what are you doing?"

Xiao Zhong asked.

Wen Qiwen saw that his heart was broken.

Wen Qiwen turned around and said with extreme embarrassment.

"What are you...... Ready to climb over the wall?"

Before I got close, I smelled a pungent smell of wine.

"You're going to drink?"

I can't say a word.

Xiao Zhong walked slowly towards Wen Qiwen.

"What about Qing'er? She drank it too?"

Xiao Zhong asked.

Xiao Zhong asked in surprise.

Wen Qiwen nodded.

It must have been a drink out.

But caring is messy.

This is clearly nonsense.

The two men were out of the house for an entire afternoon.

"Qingmei has already fallen asleep. ”

Wen Qiwen said.

Even if it is like Xiao Zhong's, it is still the same.

That's a certainty.

As long as the person is okay.

"Aunt Zhong, then I'll go back first......

Xiao Zhong nodded.

It's okay to drink, and it's okay to get drunk.

"Wen'er, don't be in a hurry first, there are some things, I have to explain to you. ”

Xiao Zhong said.

Wen Qiwen said timidly.

He didn't even dare to have the slightest communication with Xiao Zhong's eyes.

Wen Qiwen said.

Although he also drank a lot.

But he led Wen Qiwen to sit in the pavilion in the back garden of the Jinjiao Building.

"Aunt Zhong, please speak. ”

Many people are crazy about drinking, but it is because they have problems with their daily virtues.

It's just suppressed and covered up very well.

I'm also a little dizzy at the moment.

However, the upbringing on weekdays has not been left behind at all.

Wine is nothing but a medium, a key.

Unleashed the beast he had raised in his heart.

A seemingly polite, thin and weak person, after drinking, he suddenly swallowed the mountain and talked endlessly.

It can only be said that he is very wild in his bones.

Even if he is drunk, he will only fall asleep like Qing Xueqing.

But there will be no outrageous moves, half a rhetoric.

But this is not the case with Wen Qiwen.

He's a man who looks and does.

But not a word was spoken.

Just a deep sigh.

"Alas......"

Xiao Zhong pondered for a long time.

There are some things that can only be known to heaven and earth.

One more person is dangerous.

All afternoon, she was with Hongzhou Prefecture Tongwen.

Whispering in his carriage.

"Did my father and Aunt Zhong say anything?"

Although Wen Qiwen was a little drunk.

Whether it is in Qingfu or in Hongzhou Prefecture.

It's not a completely safe place.

"You know, I only have one child, Xueqing. ”

Xiao Zhong looked at the luxurious brocade building and said.

But the idea is still clear.

He could see at a glance that Xiao Zhong's helpless expression must have happened.

"People live for a lifetime, saying that they are for themselves. But in reality, in the end, it is the descendants who compare. ”

Xiao Zhong continued.

"I know Aunt Zhong. ”

Wen Qiwen said.

However, from his father Wen Tingbai's strict requirements for himself, he can also know a little bit about it.

"The situation in Qingfu, I think Wen'er also knows it. The old man is young, and he ...... There is no cure. ”

Wen Qiwen didn't know how to respond to this sentence.

Because he really didn't feel so deeply.

Wen Qiwen said.

"There are a lot of things you don't understand...... You're still too young. He had a heart disease. It is said that heart disease still needs heart medicine, but this heart medicine is difficult to get from the ends of the earth......"

Xiao Zhong said.

"No...... Uncle Qing is a person who is a blessed person! He will definitely be able to turn the crisis into safety!"

Plotting the foundation of Qingfu.

But Qingran is still her husband.

Xiao Zhong shook his head a little sadly and said.

Although she is lustful.

It's like the back of a person's hand.

But it's hard to choose.

Still the one she loves.

On the one hand, there are interests, and on the other hand, feelings.

But as a woman, how can she not be painful to see her husband miss another woman so much that he is about to be in a state of ointment?

Many times, Xiao Zhong feels that she is a qualified mother.

But not a successful woman.

Failing to keep her husband's heart is the biggest failure of a woman.