Uncle Hong finally spoke, his lips trembling: "Your mother is the most considerate woman. She has the power to see into people's hearts. Miss Ruolan is really like your mother. Her stubbornness and persistence are so...
Like, if someone is willing to work hard with her, she will definitely persist to the end, and that persistence may harm herself."
Uncle Hong's words were not so much describing Fenghuang's mother as they were giving me a hint. Fenghuang suddenly realized: "No wonder you are nice to Ruolan."
But I am wondering what kind of persistence caused Fenghuang’s mother to lose her life...
Uncle Hong said: "As long as you believe one thing, no one wants her to leave. You, me, and your father all feel the same way. It doesn't matter what the truth is."
Once again, Fenghuang swung out his fist, but it fell into the air. He said helplessly: "Did you come here on foot?"
Uncle Hong shook his head: "At this age, you can still withstand the hardships. Don't worry, Uncle Hong will not torture himself. He took a taxi."
Back to Times Entertainment, Fenghuang said "cancel all trips" and disappeared. Uncle Hong was sitting on the sofa with half a glass of whiskey on the table. The ice cubes in it were floating up and down. His eyes were slightly closed. I
Called softly: "Uncle Hong?"
Uncle Hong opened his eyes, saw me, and stretched out his hand to wipe the corners of his eyes unnaturally: "It's okay, I just want to have a glass of wine today to make you laugh."
I sat across from Uncle Hong: "Can I have a drink too?"
Uncle Hong looked at me in shock. I smiled and asked, "Will you be punished for drinking during working hours?"
"You shouldn't be able to drink with me." Uncle Hong said, "Because I am an old man, the emperor will give me some respect. What should I do with the alcohol smell on my body? Do you wear any perfume?"
I was amused, and Uncle Hong's eyes became misty. He murmured: "Many years ago, she also captured the hearts of two men with such a smile..."
"The Phoenix Emperor's mother?"
Uncle Hong waved his hand: "I'll get the cup."
The transparent glass was filled with amber liquid. After clinking the glasses, ice cubes floated in it. The color was brownish-yellow with red, clear and translucent. I raised the glass and said, "It turns out that the color of wine can be so beautiful."
After taking a sip, the strong taste made me frown, and Uncle Hong laughed: "Have you ever drank alcohol before?"
My heart was shocked, and the corners of my eyes were sour: "When I was fourteen, I drank for the first time."
"Drinking underage?" Uncle Hong shook his head frequently: "I can't believe it."
I smiled slightly and continued: "That day, I attended my parents' funeral."
The wine glass in Uncle Hong's hand shook, and he sighed: "I'm sorry."
"It doesn't matter. The first thing I did when I got home that day was to open the wine that my father hadn't finished. It was the first time I drank alcohol. The astringent and spicy feeling accumulated in my throat. I didn't want to admit defeat, so I poured it in.
At first I felt very hot in my stomach, and then my whole body started to feel hot, which frightened my grandpa so he applied ice cubes all night."
A hand reached over and snatched the wine glass from my hand. Fenghuang's hair drooped down and fell on my forehead. Fenghuang drank the remaining wine in one gulp and then placed the wine glass firmly on the coffee table.
Above: "If you can't drink, don't look for trouble!"
I was about to speak when whispers came from the corridor outside, and a burst of rapid footsteps came: "Sir, I'm sorry, you can't just enter here."