Jin Yang curled his lips, chuckled twice, picked up the wine glass and clinked it with Qin Sheng's glass, then continued to drink up the wine, then picked up the wine bottle, filled it up again, and continued to drink another glass.
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After three cups in a row, Jinyang's tense mood relaxed a little. He leaned lazily on the sofa, playing with the purple crystal cup in his hand out of boredom, listening to the nonsense of the people around him, and always maintained a calm attitude.
He keeps a silent attitude, but occasionally picks up the wine glass and drinks himself.
Someone was talking to Jin Yang on the way, but Jin Yang seemed a little absent-minded. From time to time, he thought about how Lin Shen Shen lived in Beijing now, facing such a scandal.
As he thought about it, Jinyang felt a little nauseous from the wine he just drank.
He raised his hand and took out a cigarette from his pocket. When he lit it with a match, he didn't strike it several times. Finally, Qin Sheng held the cigarette in his mouth, came up and lit it for Jinyang.
Up.
Jin Yang closed his eyes, leaned on the sofa, took a slow breath, and blew out a beautiful smoke ring. He raised his head and watched the smoke gradually dissipate, feeling as if a piece was missing in his heart.
It hurt. After a long time, he felt pain on his fingertips. He looked down and saw that the cigarette had burned out and had burned him. He quickly raised his hand, put out the cigarette in the ashtray, and then rubbed the burned area on his finger.
He turned his head to Qin Sheng, who was sitting next to him, and said, "Ah Sheng, have you ever met such a person? You said you wanted to give up countless times, but you still couldn't bear it after all?"
Qin Sheng was stunned for a moment, and the darling Bo who was as proud as a queen appeared in his mind. Then he chuckled and said, "No."
"I have..." Jin Yang stared at the wine glass filled with red liquid on the table, which reflected amber-like light under the colorful lights. His eyes became a little dazed: "During this period,
I have been lying to myself, and I live a very happy life, but only now do I realize that even though I can lie to others, I cannot lie to myself. After I left Beijing, I was not happy."
"Is it Beijing, or is she the same girl in Beijing?"
"Is there any difference?" Jin Yang asked in a low voice, and then said: "Beijing is just her to me."
Qin Sheng didn't say anything, he just refilled the wine glass in front of Jin Yang.
Jin Yang picked up the wine glass and drank it hard, as if he was addicted, and continued: "When I was with her, she didn't see me in her eyes, and I felt that every minute and every second was spent in sadness.
, but after I left, I discovered that actually as long as I could see her, even if I was arguing with her, I felt it was a very happy time."
"I think that when I come back, I can go back to the Jinyang who was calm and calm, but... now, you know how much I envy the Jinyang who can stay by her side even if she doesn't love me.
?"
There is always that one person who is engraved clearly and clearly in your life, invades your blood, penetrates deep into your bone marrow, and cannot be forgotten whether you live or die.
That person will follow your breathing, follow your memory, and accompany you until your hair reaches gray and your eyebrows will grow till eternity.
"So..." Jin Yang lowered his head and said softly, "I really want to go back to Beijing..."
