People say that if there is wine today, you will be drunk today; if there is no wine tomorrow, you will be drunk tomorrow.
Holding the sweet glutinous rice wine and smelling the fragrant aroma of the wine, the glutton in my stomach couldn't stop rejoicing. I still remember that on my thirteenth birthday, my fourth brother once asked me what I wanted, and I said without hesitation.
When Ning Yuanjue wanted to drink, he listened to Coca-Cola and hugged a bottle of his daughter Hong over. He grabbed my bun and praised me for being ambitious and ambitious!
I was wondering, is there any connection between drinking and ambition? When I said I wanted to drink, it was just out of curiosity and I wanted to feel the taste of being drunk. My idea at the time was quite strange, but also very simple.
When the fourth brother heard this, he was very upset. He said a lot of words. He was a perfect teacher, but he didn’t have a teaching stick in his hand. Even Ning Yuanjue wanted to plead for me, but he was glared at by the fourth brother.
When I looked back, I thought the fourth brother's look was the most handsome I have ever seen. Finally, the fourth brother promised me that when I turn fifteen and get engaged, he will have a good drink with me and never come back until he is drunk. Although
He was reluctant, but he had no choice but to compromise. At that time, Ning Yuanjue said, "Fourth brother, when Zipei turns fifteen, I will treat you to a wedding drink!"
"Why, I want to drink while holding the jar. Here, cup." He handed over a cup and saw that there seemed to be some stains inside. He took it back and wiped it with his sleeves and said, "You are outside, don't care too much."
He took the cup, nodded, and said with a smile: "I have been a beggar, how can I care about these things?"
Ning Yuanjue stopped pouring the wine and looked at me in shock. He wanted to speak several times, but he couldn't find the right words to organize his sentences. Finally he murmured: "How could this happen? It's impossible..."
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"The story is very long. My several encounters with Huangfu Zhi were miserable. Therefore, knowing him is destined to be miserable." Looking at the clear wine in the cup, he stretched out his tongue and took a sip, and the aroma of the wine flowed around the tip of his tongue.
When I reached the base of my tongue, I was very satisfied with the taste of the glutinous rice wine, so I raised my head and drank it all.
"The night he saved the emperor, he kept thinking of Wang Shuhe. At that time, he had already received a letter from your fourth brother, and I vaguely knew that the person he was thinking of was you." He poured wine for me again and filled it with wine.
The cups collided with each other, making a dull crunching sound. Looking into his eyes, at this moment, I would not hesitate even if what I drank was a cup of poison.
"Zipei, this wine doesn't feel good when you drink it. It has a lot of stamina. Drink less." Ning Yuanjue put his hand on mine and stopped me from pouring the wine.
I pushed him away and said, "I just want to experience the feeling of being drunk and resolving a thousand worries."
"Oh, worried? The girl is worried too." He held my hand, his beautiful amber eyes covered with a hint of worry, held it in his hand, folded his hands, breathed the hot air, rubbed it a few times and put it in his arms.
"Yes, Zijin wanted to kill me. So I had to run away, Jue. The only thing I thought about at that time was you, so I ignored everything and headed north, looking at the bright star every night and pursuing it. In fact,
The moment I find you, I will be afraid, I am afraid." As I spoke, tears fell down. I still didn't want to tell him the suffering I had experienced, because when he saw my injury, he showed a little bit of distress and sadness.
It hurts.
The happiness and sweetness that meeting him brought me has surpassed the pain along the way, and everything has become very worthwhile.
"Afraid, what are you afraid of? Don't worry, by your side, I will do my best to protect you." His body trembled slightly, but his voice was very soft and warm.
Her hand touched his wound in his arms, which was wrapped in a thick bandage. She looked at him with concern for a long time, and then asked the question that had been lingering in her heart for a long time: "If...if Huangfu Zhi really likes me, he
It’s the Emperor, will you let go of my hand?”
He looked at me with a concentration and seriousness on his face that I had never seen before. He said: "I have forgotten what it was like when I first saw you. But I started to pay attention to you when you were ten years old.
That day, I went to my house to see your fourth brother. When I passed by the lotus pond, I saw a pink and tender girl with bare feet and a bowl of sweet-scented osmanthus cake in her hand, eating attentively. She was humming softly while eating.
Playing a ditty that I have never heard many times, out of fun, I walked up and teased you, pointing at the bottom of the bowl and asking you to look at what was underneath. So you stupidly turned the bowl over and looked carefully. There was no sweet-scented osmanthus cake in the bowl.
Feeding the fish, when I saw you puffing out your cheeks and pretending to be an adult and scolding me, I thought you were very funny."
"What do you mean by pretending to be an adult? I originally..." I originally had an adult's mind. I retorted dissatisfiedly, but I didn't dare to finish the rest of the sentence and said in a low voice: "I don't remember anymore because it was so annoying at the time.
you."
"You really hate me. At that time, you stood up and pushed me. I never thought that a girl could be so strong. She was about to fall into the river without a smile, but it was you who held me. That little hand
, not half as big as my hand, but struggled to hold on to me without letting go. At that time, I had an idea, if I could hold your hand, I would never let go, Zipei, we will
Together." He held my hand tightly, and the determination in his eyes made my heart blossom.
"You hold my hand so tightly, why are you drinking!" There is no way, in front of him, all words will naturally become coquettish.
As soon as he finished speaking, Ning Yuanjue smiled, put one hand around my waist, held my head with the other, and put his lips on mine. A stream of sweet liquid flowed into his mouth. After swallowing, he seemed to be still...
Satisfied, my tongue boldly invites me to dance with it, sucking in and absorbing the fragrance in my mouth.
"I'm happy to serve you." After the kiss, he let me go and smiled maliciously.