after the villain's amnesia

It's too late for Tong Meng to ease the relationship with him, and it's too late to give Tong Meng a chance to regret it.

Du Xinghe's death was so quick and quick that everyone was surprised, and Tong Meng was also dumbfounded.

This period of love and hatred, which was smelly and long like an old woman's foot wrap, came to an abrupt end when Du Xinghe died.

People are gone, what is there to love?hate what?What is left to future generations is just a sigh.

"Descendants" Xiandeng sighed naturally for a while, and commented: "Didn't Tong Meng just want him to die, why did Du Xinghe still go crazy like that after Du Xinghe's death, it's really incomprehensible. "

Tang Qile said, "Who knows."

Once a person dies, the coffin is closed.

Whether it is Tong Meng who is too ruthless or Du Xinghe ungrateful, the dead cannot be resurrected.

The idle lamp looked out the window, the twilight merged, it turned out that it was already night without knowing it.He drank a lot of wine, and now his head is very dizzy, and he can't listen anymore, so he wants to go back to sleep.

As a result, when he thought that he had a fight with Tong Meng in the afternoon, it was impossible to go back to the library at this time. Maybe the streets were full of monks searching for him, and he didn't even dare to go on the street.

Tang Qile also saw that it was getting late, so he got up to say goodbye, told Xiandeng where he was living now, if he had any difficulties, he could come to him, and then left.

After Tang Qile left, he drank another pot of peach blossoms to get drunk. Then he stood up a little shaky, paid the money and went downstairs.

Lan Xuehuai sat quietly and thought for an afternoon, and felt that the hairpin in her hand was hot.He only listened to half of Tang Qile's story, and spent the rest of the time in mind wandering. He made at least 320 drafts in his mind, and finally picked and picked which one he felt was inappropriate. Haven't given out the hairpin yet.

Xiandeng has already wobbled downstairs, Lan Xuehuai is immersed in the historical legacy of "to give or not to give", melancholy wishing to have a drink with Yue.

He walked for a while, and finally made up his mind to send it off. When he turned his head, he found that the idle lamp was gone.

Lan Xuehuai was taken aback and turned around quickly.

Xian Deng turned out to be lying on the ground, motionless, as if drunk.

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Drunk, the next chapter will enter the drunken scene~

Thank you for your support!I will finish it well!