[Bottle Evil] Fantastic Leman

One, brother Zhang, please take care of it, thank you for being here. "

I frowned slightly, nodded and stopped talking, looked down at the dishes in front of me, without a trace of appetite.

Mrs. Huo probably wants to give her daughter away, and the person who wants to accept it is probably me.

Head hurts.

The relationship between people is the most difficult to deal with. The complex emotional world makes it very difficult to refuse. It seems that the only way to do it is to accept.

That's why I hate this kind of contact.

A beautiful black grand piano lies quietly in the dining room, covered with a thin layer of dust, it can be seen that no one has touched it for a long time.

Wu Xie's appearance when he played the piano involuntarily appeared in his mind.

The number of times he plays the piano is not many, and every time he seems to incorporate the perfect emotion that fits the melody, infecting all listeners with the notes pouring out from his fingers.

There is no pianist's incisive and incisive emotion, but it has the purest emotion.

Maybe I would be scruples about Wu Xie's family at the beginning, but Mrs. Huo's plan made me understand that being selfless emotionally will lose everything.

Just let me be selfish for once.

At least, let my thoughts be passed on to Wu Xie.

The Twenty-fourth.

--------Wu Xie

I squinted my eyes and put down the phone, feeling bored in my heart, took out a can of beer from the refrigerator from memory, looked at the temperature which was not very high and shook my head.

Sure enough, once I got used to the taste of wine, I couldn't quit it.

The cold liquid slid down the throat, and the mind was awake for a moment, but it was replaced by heat and numbness in the next second.I put my arms on my forehead, walked back to my room while I was still awake, and collapsed on the soft bed.

Sure enough, I will still get drunk. My drinking capacity is indeed not very suitable for drinking.

Close your eyes to block off the warm orange light from the handicrafts hanging on the ceiling, your mind is a little drowsy as if you are about to fall into a dream, but your thoughts are extraordinarily clear, only the movements are not in control, probably due to alcohol Paralyzed the central nervous system.

It felt like there was a fire burning in my throat, which was very uncomfortable.

Sudden regret, imitating others to use alcohol to relieve their worries, but in the end they still tortured themselves.

Nothing can be done well, nothing can be done well...

"Shit!" He slammed the bed hard, but rubbed it into the soft cotton, without any pain that could relieve the stuffy feeling in his heart.

Thoughts are already a little confused, but hearing is extremely sensitive at this moment, the sound of the door being opened, the sound of familiar footsteps walking up the stairs, the sound of pushing the door of his own room, and the sound of footsteps stopping beside him.

I knew who it was, and because I knew it, I didn't want to open my eyes and look at him.

I felt uncomfortable all over my body, feeling powerless and irritable, all kinds of feelings invaded my brain, making me want to speak but I couldn't open my mouth anyway, so I simply continued to lay my dead body on the bed.

Poker bottle seemed to sigh softly, then sat on the bed and reached out to unbutton my collar.I suddenly remembered the scene I saw when I woke up after being drunk by the fat man last time, my face was slightly hot, and I quickly turned my head to cover up my possibly red face.

"Wu Xie? Are you awake?"

It's really rare that Poor Oil Bottle can subtract a few words without cutting corners.

I opened my mouth to answer, but my vocal cords seemed to be anesthetized, and I couldn't make any sound.Feeling his body being lifted up, he immediately leaned against Poker Ping's body.

If this goes on, I will burn myself!

Gritting his teeth, he pushed the Poker bottle away, but fell backwards unsteadily.

It's over, if you fall like this, there will be an extra bag in the back of your head tomorrow.

Thinking, the expected pain did not appear, I tried to open my eyes, and found that Poker Bottle was pulling me, seeing me looking at him, I just glanced over and then looked away, it was still the same kind of poker face, it made me a little angry.

Do you always have that expression when you encounter anything?I'm really curious.

Maybe it's because I've been emboldened by drinking, or maybe I've just found an excuse to do what I've always wanted to do.

When Pokerfing pulled me up, I leaned forward, and pressed my lips against his without any mistakes. Because of the force, I knocked my teeth, which was painful but not very repulsive.

After living for more than 20 years, the first kiss is not only with a man, but also when it is about to end, it is really not such a beautiful first kiss, but Poker Ping's lips are very soft, and there is a hint of coolness just coming in from the outside, which is very good It eased the temperature I was burning up because of the alcohol.

Boyouping didn't respond at all, just let me stick to it in a daze, I've never kissed before, I seldom even watch romance movies, I don't know what to do, just stick to it indiscriminately and then loosen opened.

His head was terribly heavy, he barely opened his eyes after taking a look at Poker Bottle, then closed them and fell on the bed, falling into a deep sleep.

But what lingers in the dream is always the expressionless face of Poker Face that he saw for the last time.

Sure enough, no matter when, his expression is only expressionless.

---------Zhang Qi Ling

December is about to face Christmas and the beginning of the new year. The weather can be cold, even worse than the previous few days.

I looked at Huo Ling who was talking endlessly beside me with a headache, stopped and stood in front of the subway station.

"Qi Ling... you don't plan to send me back?"

I nodded, Huo Ling's complexion sank instantly, and then she smiled again, "Forget it, it's getting late, Qi Ling, you go back early, maybe Wu Xie is still waiting for you."

Smile, too fake.

I nodded and lowered my eyes to leave the subway station. I could feel Huo Ling's gaze from behind, and I chose to ignore it.

One thing more is worse than one thing less. It is impossible, so why fight for it?Why force it?

The sky was full of snowflakes again, and I quickened my pace, looking at the house with milky white lights not far away, I felt a so-called "warm" feeling in my heart.

But what I saw when I opened the door was not what I imagined.

There was an empty beer can on the coffee table, and there was a faint smell of alcohol in the air. The door of Wu Xie's room was closed, but there was light emitting from it.

Are you drinking again?

I looked at Wu Xie who was lying on the bed with his eyes closed, feeling slightly sullen.

I don't understand why I drink when I know how much I can drink.

I started to unbutton the collar of Wu Xie's shirt. Wu Xie moved and turned his face to the side. I paused and said in a low voice, "Wu Xie? Are you awake?".

The only answer to me was the ticking of the alarm clock.

I looked at Wu Xie's hot and flushed face, lifted him up and leaned against my arms, and reached out to try to take off the thick solid-colored shirt covering my body, but I didn't expect that Wu Xie, who was weak and weak, would suddenly reach out and push me. The rebound made him lean back unsteadily.

What is this guy trying to do!I stretched out my hand to hold Wu Xie, he is too abnormal recently, he is obviously the one who keeps everything in his stomach, but he blames me for not saying anything.

I looked at Wu Xie's gaze and reached out to pull him up.

In the next second, the lips were sealed with a soft and hot feeling.

His mind went blank for a few seconds, and when he came back to his senses, Wu Xie had already taken that softness away from him, and fell asleep on his side.

Did you get kissed just now?

Touching his lips in disbelief, the warm feeling was still there.

I stretched out my hand to caress Wu Xie's lips, lowered my head slowly, and pressed those two lips again.

Lips and tongues are intertwined, touching each other.

I don't know if this is Wu Xie's unconscious action, or if he wants to do it, but I think I understand what I should do.

He stretched out his hand to brush away the hair on Wu Xie's forehead, and kissed his forehead lightly.

It turned out that no matter how much and how complicated the original thought was, in fact, when it comes to real face-to-face, just one action and one sentence can represent everything.

The snow outside the window grew heavier, like catkins fluttering down on the trees and roofs, gradually covering the whole city.

The Twenty-fifth.

---------Wu Xie

His drowsy head was awakened by a faint halo through his eyelids, he struggled to open his eyes, looked at his pajamas, and smiled wryly.

The clothes were changed by the younger brother, so obviously he didn't avoid anything because of my actions. Although he was very happy that he didn't have to go to the point where he couldn't even be a friend, he was a little disappointed.

It seems that my own thoughts have not been conveyed.

But it doesn't matter, even if I use a knife to force me now, I won't tell Poker Ping that I don't feel like a brother to him. People, not to mention the situation of being ashamed and thrown abroad.

He shook his head, probably because the concentration of alcohol was not high, and he didn't have a severe headache. Instead, he was blown by the cold wind outside the window, making him appear abnormally awake.

I stretched out my hand and pushed open the bedroom door, and unexpectedly saw Poker Bottle leaning against the wall next to the door. When I opened the door, he glanced at me and pushed me back to the bedroom. At the same time, he squeezed in himself.

Because the actions last night made me feel a little guilty, and I couldn't say a word of questioning for a long time, so I had no choice but to pull off my pajamas and look at the oily bottle, "Brother, can you say anything?" Let me change my pajamas first?"

Poker bottle looked at me, neither nodded nor shook his head, but turned his body to the wall.I saw that he seemed to be "avoiding" and had to change his clothes in embarrassment.

This feeling is really not ordinary weird.

Suppress the strange thoughts in my heart quickly