On the daily life of nemesis

But he and Cong moved back consciously and guiltily, and for some reason, at this moment when his back was tightly leaning against the back of the dining chair, he felt a little sense of security.

Seeing him like this, Xiang Zhulian stood up playfully again, leaned forward, but there was a trace of cunning in the depths of those dark eyes.

"What? Guilty? Still afraid to speak?" Xiang Zhudi asked with deep eyes, staring at the person in front of him.

But he and Xie swallowed in embarrassment, for some reason, when the person across from him approached him, he felt his cheeks burn, what happened to him today?How did you become so cowardly?

However, Yuxi stiffened his body uncomfortably, moved back a few times, trying to distance himself from the person in front of him.

"Oh, tell me quickly, don't be foolish, you're hesitating, you're so annoying." But Youxi patted the table with a fake drunken appearance, and asked in annoyance, maybe that's the only way , so he can avoid answering him.

Xiang Zhulian curled his lips into a chuckle, and in the next second he took the hand on the table, pushed the dining chair back suddenly, walked around the dining table and swung the wine glass towards the living room, Walked unsteadily.

"We met when we were in college. He was a few years older than me. I was not what I am now, and my temperament was volatile. I was still very simple at that time. I still didn't understand what I did wrong. ? Why, he would leave me back then, and he left so simply?!"

While swaying around, Xiang Zhulian turned his head to look at Shi and Xi, and raised his head as if recalling, and said loudly.

However, he and Xi also had the strength of alcohol, their heads were drunk, and unconsciously, their eyes became more and more blurred, and they felt weak. He also only raised his right hand to rest on the top of the dining chair, raised his chin slightly, and leaned on the chair. On the back of the right hand, the left hand leaned slightly to support the forehead, and squinted slightly to watch the blurry figure moving unsteadily.

Xiang Zhutong seemed to have exhausted his last ounce of strength, and then he staggered to the living room. At this moment, he seemed to have stepped on something, only felt his feet slip, and he fell back heavily. Fell down, just right, and fell to sit next to the sofa.

"But now I understand that I was delusional. He doesn't love me at all. What is he loving? Benefits, money! It's ridiculous, right? I happen to be lacking in these two things, and I can give him more, It's just that I didn't tell him my real identity, but now that I think about it carefully, I did the right thing at the time. If I had really told him back then, maybe I would have really become that person who is beyond redemption, like falling into the sky. The abyss has been taken advantage of."

The broken hair on the forehead had already become untidy and messy, sticking obliquely to the sideburns, looking at the silhouette of the man under the dim light, I felt a little blurry, half dreaming and half awake, but I had some experience with Xie When I arrived, I was drunk and confused, feeling muddled.

At midnight, with lights and shadows, emotions and desires, people held up clean goblets, looked at the swaying liquid in the cups, poured those black and white, indescribable heartfelt voices, and sad sufferings into the cups. They drank all the wine in one gulp, and when it melted into their throats, they savored the sourness in their throats carefully, but they laughed suddenly, their tears mixed with the wine, and they breathed mist in depression. The taste of this was only those who experienced Those who have experienced it can understand it deeply.

Suddenly, he suddenly thought of a passage he had read in a book, and for some reason, combined with this situation and the scene, it was very similar to that passage, should he be secretly thankful?Fortunately, they still have ordinary people's perception?maybe. . . . . .Maybe everyone has their own sadness and helplessness deep in their hearts, but as time goes by, those sadness and sighs are melted into the wind, and drifted to the distance with those gentle winds,

"What happened later?" Que and Xi tilted their heads and asked softly, casually.

All of a sudden, he heard a hoarse voice not far away gradually approaching his ears.

"Later, there is no later. After graduating from university, we parted ways. How can we get back together? We, it will never be possible." Xiang Zhulian said, and suddenly raised the goblet , took a sip of the wine, leaned on the edge of the sofa, and looked at the yew tree not far away with absent-minded eyes.

He only felt that under the illumination of the light, a black figure was vaguely reflected in his eyes. He didn't dare to confirm it, and he didn't dare to reach out to touch it. He was afraid that as long as he raised his hand, that person's The reflection dissipated like a cloud.

But he and Xi Ben leaned against the top of the dining chair weakly, but when they heard this, they suddenly raised their heads, and then said loudly

"Then you just grab him by the collar and beat him up, what's the point?! It's not up to him whether you like it or not, why should you just come and go when you call it?! He What's the deal with him?!" But Yuxi raised his head excitedly, and said angrily, as if he was fighting an injustice, but also as if he was telling himself.

"Oh, it's okay if I really want to be as free and easy as you, but it's just because of my personality, I can't do it, and I'm tired, I don't want to get entangled in those intrigues, right and wrong, it's boring, really, when You have experienced it, and you understand, but Director, you are still young." Xiang Zhuman leaned halfway on the edge of the sofa, with his right hand covering his eyes, and said with a sigh.

"Bah, what is he? He is a scum, why? For his so-called interests and money, can you sacrifice your feelings? Ah? What is he? What does he have? Only a fool like you will like him Can you have some brains?" Que Yu suddenly raised his hand, stretched out his finger and said angrily in the direction of the living room, inadvertently, the veins on his forehead had already burst out.

Perhaps it was because of the strength of alcohol, playing with the drunkenness, that he was able to change his serious and indifferent image in the past. He threw all the youthful temperament and hard-working image behind him, and ignored them.

Xiang Zhuyou nodded heavily, and then said softly, "Yes, you are right, I was a fool back then, not to mention falling in love with a scumbag, and even argued with my father about it, I'm so stupid to go home."

But listening to his answer, Xi and Xi always felt that something was wrong, so they took advantage of this gap to give him a step down, so as not to talk embarrassingly to each other when they meet again in the future.

"You are actually quite a good person. You value love and righteousness, and you have a warm heart, but you are a little blunt. Of course, these are just your advantages. You and I have too little contact, and I don't understand your shortcomings. , can only speak from feeling.”