After finishing speaking, he was taken aback... At last he laughed again, cursing softly: "Fuck, I can't help becoming a "resentful woman" again."

He got up and wanted to stand up, but his legs gave way and he threw himself on the table.

Qing Fei was shocked: "How are you?"

"No, it's okay!" He still kept a smile on his face.

How could it be okay, this time, his face fell directly on the table.

Qing Fei seemed to want to say something, Tan Xingxing became a little impatient, and pushed him away: "Whispering like a woman, what are you doing! As I said, it's okay if it's okay."

After speaking, he lay directly on the ground.

It was also hard for Qing Fei to take him back.However, the only worry about Tan Xingxing who was drunk was that he had good wine quality, and when he was drunk, he would only sleep soundly, neither vomit nor talk nonsense.

"You! Only you can get yourself drunk." Qing Fei said angrily.

His alcohol capacity has always been surprisingly good, and he is invincible in the impression.

As long as he doesn't want to get drunk.

But this time, he was really drunk and didn't want to wake up again.

……

For half a month and fifteen days in a row, the two lived peacefully, one in Ziyun and the other in Taoyuan.

Calm, as if life is going to die, mechanically lifeless.

On the 16th day of No., Sister Ling called Jiang Zun: "How are you? I've taken care of everything on the scene and at home. How are you doing? Are you ready to start work? I I have already turned down a lot of good roles for you."

As Ah Zun's manager, she really couldn't see his endless decadence.

In the colorful night, Ah Zun shook the red wine in his hand, his eyes were blurred and melancholy: "At night, find me in the studio."

It was just a sentence, and Sister Ling was so happy that she almost didn't cry out: "So, you really want to open up? It's really great, and the hard work I put on you is not in vain."

After she finished speaking, Jiang Zun hung up the phone directly, and threw the phone on the sofa diagonally opposite.

The phone bounced a few times on it, and he squinted his long and narrow eyes, staring at——

I was distracted.

With a long sigh, he raised his glass and said, "Brother, this glass is a tribute to our past." After finishing speaking, he drank it down in one gulp and poured another glass: "This glass is a tribute to our future."

After drinking two glasses of red wine in a row, his face was already flushed.

After being together for a long time, he even imitated the sad smile on the corner of his mouth.

It's time to scratch a period between the two people, even if the period is just an ink dot.

Because life always has to go on, no one in the world can live without someone.

It's just that Jiang Zun felt the same as him, and he never felt the emotion of "I knew it was so staggering, but I didn't know it before".It is thanks to the playful God that he met him.

So be it, at least it's not the worst ending.

At least in this way, each can be safe.

In the evening, Jiang Zun went to the studio alone, and Sister Ling arrived later.

"It's so dark, why don't you turn on the light?" Sister Ling walked in and said.

He took a deep breath: "Don't, don't turn on the light, it's dazzling! Let's just say that. It's not very dark!"

Hearing his voice, Sister Ling was stunned: "Why do I suddenly feel that you seem to be a different person?"

Is this an illusion?

Although Jiang Zun used to have moments of depression, but that was only occasionally.

"Is there? Maybe! Tell me, what scripts are suitable for me recently."

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