Xiao Banxian said: "Do you remember when we first drank?"

Wu Hao smiled: "Naturally remember, when we were thirteen years old, Xiyan was eleven years old, we stole your uncle's wine and hid in the corner to drink, thinking that the wine was sweet, but when we drank it in our mouths, we found that it was spicy. ”

When Lao Li heard this, he soaked his eyes and squinted and laughed. Putting down the chopsticks holding the snacks, he slapped half of his lips with a fat right slap, and laughed in a low voice, "You still say that you are sure, the matter of Miss Yuan San, if it weren't for a few of our old friends to mediate with you, you wouldn't be able to get off the stage." “

When I was bewildered and let go of my hands, he reached his hand, picked up the wine glass on the ground, sighed pleasantly, and his left hand skillfully lifted a wine jug that had been held in his hand, tilted his hand, just filled the wine glass, and then turned slightly sideways, raised his hand, and drank the wine in one gulp, and his pale white lips loosened, and he actually bent into a shallow smile of satisfaction.

A daughter red swallowed slowly, first bitter and sweet, slightly spicy into the throat, my mind was redundant, suddenly choked, and hurriedly took a hand towel to cover the light cough. The little mustache caressed my back and glanced at him inadvertently, but he was looking at me with great concern in his eyes. met my gaze, but quickly turned his face to the side. Suddenly I came to my senses, and the spicy spicy of the wine was tinged with sweetness.

"Haha! Good wine!" Bu Zizi took a sip of the wine jar, and couldn't help but praise it, Wang Zheng looked at the happy Bu Zizi who was drinking, glanced at the wine cup and wine bowl on the table, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief in admiration, and then picked up his wine bowl and took a big sip to Bu Zizi, and said, "Senior Brother Bu has a good amount of wine!"

People generally know that she is a quiet drunkard, but she has a good drinking demeanor, and she doesn't recruit anyone or mess with anyone when she is drunk. She was originally a trouble-free person, and alcoholism only made her more trouble-free. After a few glasses of wine, her own space was built up in this table, and the invisible but solid isolation confined her, and the conflict between Hanfri and Jiuhua, as well as the uneasiness of the whole table, did not disturb her.

In most people's concepts, drinking alcohol is to get out of loneliness and put aside sorrow, to indulge in drinking for pleasure and forget about things, to make relatives and friends happy, and good friends to be beautiful. In a word, drunk and greedy for laughter, you have to worry about how to work.

When someone tells me to drink, if the other person is not a leader and does not force me to drink to the end, most of the time I will not get drunk and go home. I don't know why, every time I drink too much, I can always see the other person's truest self and hear the most authentic voice.

When he heard about the trip to Dunhuang, Jiuwei was not surprised, and turned his head and instructed Yanrong to take a few more jars of wine, depending on the posture if he was not drunk and did not return. Ignoring his shirk, he poured a bowl full of white jade and poured it indiscriminately, and the wine that he didn't have time to swallow spilled out, soaking his clothes. Nine micro free and easy, but rarely so indulgent. After coming and going several times, he also aroused his spirit, and fought bowl after bowl, like a knife and strong wine in his belly. Listening to the words that are not real, everything is vague and messy.

The four of them all laughed, at that time they were all half-old, the most naughty and mischievous, now in retrospect, it was really happy at that time, although they had to do their homework every day, but as long as they had the opportunity to mingle together, they were happiest when they went to each other's homes to be guests.

The feast is extravagant, the people are noisy, the king and the ministers, and the wine is happy. Fenjiu is mellow and strong, drink cup after cup, gradually, I feel dizzy and dizzy, wine fairy Li Bai Yiyun, raise a glass to eliminate sorrow and sorrow, this statement is really true, when frustrated, don't drink, drink, more sad.

Although Li Bai always has that arrogant appearance, it seems that he only needs to get drunk in the wine glass to forget about himself, but no matter how bold and free people are, there are times when they are sad and depressed.

But, you know, I don't drink much alcohol now, and I don't torture myself deliberately, because, with you, I will breathe for you, so I can't be drunk alone.

Drunk, everyone has seen it, but thousands of people are drunk together, so drunk that they forget their identities and names, forget yesterday and tomorrow, it's really spectacular.

It's a pity that now they have grown up, grown into the youngest force in the Xuanmen, and become the leading figures in their respective sects, although the original friendship is in their hearts, but many things and many choices are different.

For the rest of the night, I sat by the window, admiring the moon, and slowly drank a pot of wine in my hand.

Once I woke up, I was worried for a while. Gradually, it became clear why the ancients once said that only good wine can relieve sorrows. It's just pitiful, worldly people chuckle and gossip, and use wine to drown their sorrows, but they don't know what it means to be free and easy, and what it means to be free. If you are unhappy in your heart, you should be calm, drink or cry bitterly, so that you can let go.

Youth, there is no banquet that will not be dispersed, youth, but you can reminisce about the delicious food in the banquet, reminisce about the greedy time in the banquet, reminisce about the interesting poetry and singing in the banquet, reminisce about the strong human touch in the banquet, reminisce about the beautiful friendship of common memories in the banquet, and reminisce about the good time of talking with tears in the banquet.

In their love for wine, the people on the wine plateau hide their freedom of life and the relaxation of life, hide the optimism of the future and the trust in their own life, and consciously or unconsciously show a kind of "life is not sorrowful, and drink wine to climb the tower". They do not drink sorrowful wine and happy wine, do not drink sullen wine and make trouble, do not drink bitter wine and drink honey wine, do not even drink the wine of entertainment but only the wine of honesty, do not drink the wine of work but only drink the wine of leisure, do not drink the wine that is not drunk but only drink the wine that does not get drunk and does not go away.

In normal times, eating, so that the whole family gathers and chats, no matter what is discussed, there is always laughter, full of happy air. But at this time, the scene was different, that is, the famous adults recognized as the king of vegetable grabbing and Brother Rong, I didn't think of the fragrant fried meat, just sat silently, put my lips to the side of the bowl, chopsticks weakly a few grains of rice, sometimes my eyes quietly looked at the uncle who was smiling and drinking, and the people who were sitting around because of his drinking.

Xiao Banxian took a bite of food: "How have you been doing in the past few years?"

Wu Hao was slightly stunned, and then smiled: "It's not the same as before." ”

Xiao Banxian said: "But I think you seem to have changed a lot." ”

Wu Hao said calmly: "There will definitely be changes, but many of them are not likely." ”

Xiao Banxian said: "If it hadn't changed a lot, how would you have calculated us?"

Wu Hao's smile was a little stiff: "How do you say this?"

Jiang Xiyan said faintly: "I never knew that you were the best at acting among the four of us. ”

He threw his head up and drank it down, then shook his head slightly, apparently pleased with the taste of the wine. Ghost Li looked at him, the corners of his mouth moved, I don't know if he smiled, but the muscles on his face looked extremely stiff, and he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to show it even if he smiled. He slowly picked up the wine glass and put it to his lips, but after a while, he suddenly sighed, with a little helplessness and pain, as if what he was holding in his hand was actually the most bitter thing, and he couldn't drink it, and slowly put it back on the table.

Mo Yan also put down his wine glass and sighed: "Since ancient times, there has been no good banquet, this is really good, but, Wu Hao, we didn't expect it to be you." ”

Seeing that she first followed the master's previous actions, she smelled it, showing a little confused, but she was a little unwilling, suppressed her hesitation and resolutely poured it, and then put down the cup and frowned.

At that moment, Xiu Gu hurriedly put on her clothes, pulled her hair in the mirror, looked at her own shadow in the mirror, looked carefully, frowned, shook her head, let out a long sigh, walked out of the door, and said with a grin: "I'm not sick, but I ran to the overpass yesterday to see if there were any acquaintances, and I was tired of walking." “

She looked at the table full of dishes, the corners of her mouth hooked into a mocking smile, it was self-deprecation, she chose to leave temporarily, it should be not wrong: leave, let her think about her own way, and let him do his own thing. Perhaps, she is not the woman who can achieve him after all.

As soon as he said it, he regretted it, Feng Ran was stunned, and saw that the ancients were a little embarrassed, and the red hair that fell on his shoulders was wrapped, and the corners of his mouth were bitter and ridiculous, dragging his chin and pestle on the table to look at the ancients.

Xia Dongxue's face was slightly pale, obviously the events of the morning still made her palpitate, Jiang Feng looked at it and smiled, and did not speak, Xia Dongxue's eyes fell on him, there were thoughts, there were puzzles, and it was more of a strange exploration.

Ming Fengyang walked halfway, and finally couldn't help but turn around, waving his hand at me, full of deep love and pity, rich reluctance, and I realized that his eyes seemed to pass behind me, as if waving behind me.

"Mortals envy the immortals," he said to himself, taking a sip of the wine in his cup and pouring another glass, "If you can, who wants to be this broken immortal." He was dressed in black, his brow furrowed, and his hair was disheveled, not at all like usual.

When I was bewildered and let go of my hands, he reached his hand, picked up the wine glass on the ground, sighed pleasantly, and his left hand skillfully lifted a wine jug that had been held in his hand, tilted his hand, just filled the wine glass, and then turned slightly sideways, raised his hand, and drank the wine in one gulp, and his pale white lips loosened, and he actually bent into a shallow smile of satisfaction.

Chang Geng stood by the window, and at some point, the grand scene outside could no longer attract him, he turned sideways, and his eyes stared at Gu Yun without blinking. He had never seen Gu Yun who was lonely and raised his glass and drank it all, and such a father-in-law was almost unfamiliar to him.

Erhe blushed, also poured a glass of wine, raised it to him, took a dry sip, and then put down the cup and stretched out an index finger to the sky.

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