Bestow Me a Love Like Wind

Not only the light source, but also the sound of the car's motor, coming from far and near.

Gu Qingqing ignored the light source, still leaning on the tombstone, opened a bottle of wine again, and gently sprinkled it on the ground for his father.

The light is still far away, probably at the foot of the mountain. To go up the mountain, you can't drive, you can only walk.

To sweep the tomb, it is natural to shut down. She didn't want anyone to disturb her "meeting" with her father.

Gu Qingqing's eyes were very pale, she raised her neck and took another sip of wine. Maybe she drank a little urgently. Suddenly, the alcohol level increased, which exceeded the load of her heart and brain. Even so hot, she coughed a few times and forced it out. Tears.

It must have been spicy, it could not be that she was crying in her heart. She could not be so weak in front of Lengs City, and she would not allow herself to be weak in front of Lengs City and Xu Zipei!

But the problem is that not all people say, why is there a solution to worries, only Dukang? Why, after she drank so much wine, the sadness in her heart still didn't decrease at all, but on the contrary, like the waves, she gathered more and more?

Take another sip, maybe it was too big, she choked out all of a sudden, tears welled up!

No, no, she can't cry, how can she cry? How could she be so useless? Isn't it just a divorce? Isn't it just parting from Lengs City? What is she reluctant to bear, and he treats himself badly...

But her heart still shrank uncontrollably. Even if she stretched out her hand in pain, she firmly grasped the edge of the tombstone, wanting her dad to give her courage and strength. However, it is still useless. Her heart really hurts, and she doesn't even have the strength to stand up and leave when it hurts!

"Qingqing, Qingqing, where are you? Qingqing?" The voice calling from the bottom of the mountain-not Lengsi City. She wiped her eyes harder, even if she was embarrassed, don't let others see it!

When she wiped away the tears on her face, Nie Zhining walked over. He looked for a few Carrefours, and suddenly thought that this place was not far from Gu Qingqing's original old house. Ghosts and gods ran over and found her!

"Qingqing! Thank God, you're okay!" Nie Zhining saw a figure here and rushed up immediately. The heart that had been raised so high fell instantly. Before it arrived, I smelled a strong scent of alcohol.

When Gu Qingqing saw him, he just nodded and ignored his approach. Instead, he continued to sit down against the tombstone, opened another bottle of wine, and poured it on the ground for his father.

When she saw that she was about to drink, Nie Zhining frowned and immediately persuaded, "Don't drink."

Gu Qingqing was too lazy to care about him, and continued to take a big sip.

Nie Zhining swept his eyes and saw a few bottles of wine on the ground, fearing that she would also finish drinking, so he quickly opened a bottle and drank it by herself.

He doesn't know how to drink at all, and the Erguotou degree is so high that he choked uncomfortably after only a sip.

The moonlight gradually rose, shining on her body, pulling out a long shadow, looking so lonely and lonely.

She drank the wine in the bottle one by one, without saying a word, took three sips, and poured a bottle for her father until the last bottle of wine was spilled on the ground before she stood up.

When the alcohol was on her head, she inevitably got up and shook a little. Nie Zhining stepped forward distressedly and wanted to support her. Suddenly, a voice shouted: "Let her go!"