Attack is successful, the name is [traversing]

Qingshan bends several times, thick green wrapped in plain clothes, and Taoyuan Village is nearby after walking another [-] miles.

The road has changed over the years, and a local old man was invited to lead the way, and he finally found the place.

"This tree has a history of thousands of years! It is the oldest one in Taoyuan Village. There was an earthquake 200 years ago and it didn't knock it down..." The old man wiped his forehead , said proudly with his mouth open.

"One thousand and thirty-two years, of course, after the New Year's Day, it will be one thousand and thirty-three years." Qi Yantang touched the rough bark of the tree, walked around and raised his head, his eyes showed astonishing joy.

The old man choked obviously, stopped his mouth embarrassingly and said with a blushing smile:

"Brother is an expert, I'm making a fool of myself..."

Qi Yantang looked at him, his dark eyes were full of light, he shook his head, and said softly:

"I'm not an expert." The expert couldn't tell the age of the tree accurately at a glance. He patted the thick trunk of the tree. He planted this tree by himself. His elder brother carried the water and his younger sister helped the tree. The following one The hole was dug by himself.

But now things are different, he smiled sadly, stepped back a few steps and turned his head to ask the old man:

"Is there still spring wine here?"

The old man froze for a moment and reacted:

"Is it Peach Blossom Wine? I heard this name from my grandpa when I was a child...it's a specialty of our Taoyuan Village. There are many specialty shops, and it's also available online!"

"I'm talking about the kind of hand-brewed wine. Is there anyone else who knows how to make spring wine... In the past, every family would make spring wine."The old man blinked and smiled:

"I can't see that you are really particular about it, little brother." But he wondered in his heart: Why can't he remember when there was a family in the village that knew how to make wine......

"I know a family that works in a winery. There are very few handmade ones. The taste is not necessarily better than that made by machines, and the price is much more expensive. Brother, do you really want it?"

It was a pleasant surprise, Qi Yantang raised the corners of his mouth and nodded resolutely.

There was a tremor in his pocket, he made a gesture, turned around and took out his phone:

vip账户霍陇于1月6日11时32分向您尾号xxxx的银行账户存入500,000元，活期余额1500，000元[南华银行]

Without blinking his eyelids, he put the phone back into his pocket and turned around:

"Master, lead the way, I'm not short of money." As he spoke, he grinned his white teeth.

Qi Yantang is 20 years old this year. The watershed in his life was cut off on a rainy day three months ago, and it melted into the debris splashed on the floor.

The air is gloomy and sticky, the mist is frosty, and the rain like dandelion fluff is floating outside, and there is bleak ash everywhere.

On this day, he broke up with his boyfriend whom he had been with for several months. He said it was a breakup, but in fact it was just that Mr. Huo was tired of playing.

"Ding——" On the steel lighter cover, the cigarette tail in the man's hand glowed red.The man was wearing a handmade gray suit without a tie, showing the elegant lines of his collarbone.His slightly thin lips exhaled a cloud of smoke, engulfing his cold and handsome face, the smoke cleared, revealing a pair of indifferent eyes.Except for the burning tobacco between his fingers, he was cold all over.

"Clean up, let's go." The man's voice sounded as indifferent as his appearance.

Sentenced with one sentence, Qi Yantang was obedient, his eyes were red like a rabbit, and he still did not give up and asked in a soft voice:

"A-Long...did I do something wrong?"

The man frowned, a little impatient, and said:

"The letter is coming back."

Qi Yantang instantly understood that this meant that there was no room for returning to Huan.

He lowered his head, pinching the strap of the schoolbag with his fingers, his knuckles were a little white, forced a smile, turned and walked towards the gate before the man's expression became more impatient.

When Qi Yantang came to this gorgeously decorated villa, he was even more anxious than he is now. At that time, he expected that he would walk out of here one day, but he didn't expect it to be so soon, it was only two months... . But the situation is not as dire as he imagined, and this may be the only thing he can be thankful for.

In the past 20 years, Qi Yantang has been honest and loyal at best, but the direct result is being bullied by others, and weak and useless at worst.He was an orphan without father and mother, and he didn't get much love after being adopted. His adoptive parents left early, leaving behind two unrelated younger siblings, who all despised him, especially after he was adopted by Huo Long , every time he gave them money, he would inevitably be ridiculed by their contemptuous and disgusting eyes.

It's not that he doesn't feel it, but he endured a knife on his head, and he has always been the most vulnerable to a knife.

He liked Huo Long, and he fell in love with him from the first time he met him.Maybe his sexual orientation is abnormal, or maybe he has been suppressed for too long, and he always has some blind longing for those who are born with light, so when he asked him if he wanted to be his lover, he agreed in a daze , even though he knew that Huo Long didn't like him, he just had this face.

There's nothing a man can do about it, he walks back and forth every step of the way.

Maybe Huo Long still has a little affection for him in his heart, maybe...

But there is no possibility, he turned his head disappointed.But the next moment he heard the harsh sound of broken glass from behind, he subconsciously turned his head back...

A white bottle the size of a washbasin was infinitely magnified in front of his eyes... There was a crisp sound of "咵啦", his head was covered, and he felt a warm liquid slipping down from his hair. He reached out to touch it, and his hand was red. Don't wait for him to have any ideas, he has already fallen into darkness......