Number one, I'm divorced?

Give up?He is not reconciled, after all, based on his understanding of her.For Xu Xian, feelings are not as important as imagined.However, he is too lazy to think deeply about everything behind it. In his self-suggestion, first love should be beautiful, even if they don't come together.

"Xu Xian, for an excellent girl like you, you are just used to being placed first and held in your hands. You enjoy this sense of accomplishment, but with me, you hit a wall every time, so you are not Give up, but not reconciled. We are really similar in some places, so we are destined not to be together. What you desire is exactly what I desire, and we cannot give each other what we want. "

Weekend was rambling on about his thoughts, while Xu Xian's elegant face was breaking down little by little.It doesn't feel good to be exposed by someone, and it's someone you care about.Like even an impromptu act was too late to save her expression.

She felt a sense of humiliation spontaneously, she thought that in his heart, there was at least a trace of her shadow, and now it seemed that she really looked like a clown.

Xu Xian clenched her fingers, and bravely grabbed Zhou Zhou's arm, in exchange for Zhou Zhou's surprised eyes.

"Ama, only we understand each other so well. No one understands me better than you and tolerates me more. I was wrong about that incident. I was very scared at the time. I ran home and hid in my mother's arms. I begged my mother to help you, but, but my mother said, the fire will burn my hair, my hands, my face. If it is destroyed, all her hard work for so many years will be in vain! Ah Mo, you I also know that I haven't seen my father since I was a child. For so many years, my mother raised us alone. She is too miserable. I can't leave her alone. I, I..."

Xu Xian gradually choked up after speaking.Listening to these words on the weekend, it seemed that he had returned to that day, the day he had suppressed to the subconscious, the day he didn't want to think about again.

In fact, Xu Xian was not wrong, it was himself who was wrong, he demanded others with his own demands.He thought that whoever could be like him could put aside everything.

Xu Xian looked at Weekend expectantly, she was really just like what Weekend said, she was looking for peace of mind, at least this made Weekend feel that she was a conscientious person.

Forget it, why bother torturing each other.

"Little idiot, in fact, I have forgiven you a long time ago. I have no right to blame you. At least on the day my parents left, they recognized and liked you very much. For this alone, I have no reason to hate you. Blame you!" And you."

Words like this on the weekend, and the name "little idiot" completely broke Xu Xian's defenses. She covered her mouth and began to cry.

On the weekend, he didn't give Xu Xian any comfort as before. He understood that this was exactly what she wanted.Compared with the extravagant act of venting like crying, wanting to cry without tears is a struggle.

In Xu Xian's teardrops, it is not known how much guilt is contained in them.

Su Ye who was standing not far away watched all this, he only walked away for a while, dealt with a few tricky phone calls, and asked for the address of Jian Yan's villa by the way.That tall and straight figure did not show the slightest sympathy.But his gloomy eyes and drooping shoulders seemed to be more sad than the woman next to him with pear blossoms and rain.

……

When Xu Xian cried enough, the sobs gradually stopped.

Jiang Shan and Guo Yiming appeared out of nowhere, Su Ye also returned to the main army, Xu Xian took out her sunglasses to cover her red eyes from crying, everyone pretended not to see it, and each other knew it.

The lady tour guide appeared again, taking everyone to visit the project and taste the special food. Only Guo Yiming had a good time, and the rest of them were thinking about their own thoughts, cooperating with the tour guide, willing to be a supporting role.

This absent-minded travel made them feel tired.

Dinner is a grand long table feast, natural and unique food, the most original way.

On weekends, I was dragged by a group of Yi girls to drink a lot of stalk wine. Straws made of straw came out of the same jug one by one. Seven or eight people drank a jug of wine together, hugging each other.

After drinking, the girls hit your waist and crotch violently again and again with their strong buttocks, which symbolizes concerted efforts and unity of heaven and earth. This is their hospitality etiquette.

The straw wine tastes sweet and sweet. It is rice wine. I have to say that I was not used to being bumped into the weekend at first, but after being bumped several times, his heart and body gradually relaxed. With the effect of alcohol, he accepted it calmly. The girls are enthusiastic.

Surrounded by wild beauties and children on the weekend, Jiang Shan picked up the camera and kept taking pictures.

He relaxed, with a smile on his brows. Sure enough, the distance between the body and the heart is the distance between the heart. The direct and warm way of ethnic minorities is indeed better than people like them who have been influenced by thousands of years of ritual culture. more real.

The girls wanted to pull Suye again, but he politely refused.

The girls were not discouraged either, only Guo Yiming, who ran up without waiting for an invitation, played more happily than the girls from the Yi family, twisted his buttocks, and successfully knocked over a group of delicate girls by himself. attracted everyone's attention.It caused everyone to laugh, and for a while, the haze that covered the sun dissipated.

Looking at Guo Yiming who was playing tricks on the weekend, he sighed, he worked so hard, he couldn't just pretend he didn't know anything.

On the weekend, I brought a bowl of rice wine to touch Jiangshan, and then drank a bowl with Xu Xian.

Everyone understands that everything is in this bowl of wine.

Su Ye has been sitting directly opposite the weekend.From the moment he came back, that person stopped looking at him, as if everything that happened before had nothing to do with him, something changed without him knowing, and he was isolated.

At this time, there is like an invisible net between them, which is so tight that it is suffocating.But he didn't know where to start, and seemed to continue to find a breakthrough to break the situation at this moment.

Today's rice wine is very sweet, and the girls are full of enthusiasm. I don't know how much I drank on the weekend, but I feel my body is hot, my eyes are dazed, my steps are weak and light, and I feel very comfortable uncontrollably.

When night fell, they followed men, women and children holding torch heads to the torch square and began to meet the fire.

The performances of the masked wizards were solemn and solemn, and people carefully ignited the fire. At this moment, everyone seemed to have returned to the era of slash-and-burn farming. A little fire source is hope, warm and hot, which can bring them hope. Hot food and a sense of security, of course, can burn everything out of control.

The three of Jiangshan looked nervously at the weekend when they raised the torch. Everyone's nerves were tense, and Guo Yiming was even ready to put out the fire at any time.

Knowing that everyone is paying attention to him on the weekend, he originally thought that he would never see such a big fire again, but under such a ceremony, the fire seems to be no longer the one that should be set. The flame, attached to the head of the torch obediently, is bright and warm.

However, there are always times when things are out of our control.