Get out, divorce!

I was driven to gray hair by this lovesickness.Are I still with this person in front of me...or if I don't let him down, will he leave me because of some unavoidable...or if he doesn't let me down, will I not let him down because of some I had no choice but to leave him...

At that time, what will it be like to leave these memories in vain?

"What are you thinking?" the little fox asked suddenly.

"Nothing," I squeezed his hand, "go back?"

"It's okay," he shook his head, "... let's take a walk."

"Okay," I nodded.

Then let's go again, let's just end this life at this moment... whatever.

Going further, I saw a small tavern head-on, under the moonlight and clear dream, under the guise of apricot blossom forest.

The small wine shop actually has private seats on the second floor. When you open the window, you can see a river in Qinglingling, where boats come and go, songs and dances are performed, and it is very lively.

I ordered a few side dishes and a pot of warm rice wine.

I sat opposite the little fox and looked out the window.

These side dishes are also considered elegant, braised bamboo shoots shredded finely, mixed with peanuts, meat rolls...

I refilled myself and refilled him.

He raised his glass and drank it in one gulp. The rice wine warmed into his stomach, and the whole body felt suddenly hot.

The little fox also picked up the cup, put it to his mouth, and tasted it lightly.

"You don't want to drink?" I stared at him curiously, "This wine is very good."

This wine is probably self-brewed, much sweeter than ordinary rice wine, and very tasty.

"Well," the little fox nodded slightly, ignored me, and took a bite of the dish.

"Then I'll drink it," I picked up the jug and poured myself another full glass.

"Drink it," the little fox agreed lightly.

As soon as he was sure, I fell in more peace of mind. It's true that life must be full of joy.

If I don’t drink it now, I’ll go to Huangquan one day, and I’ll drink Meng Po’s soup... Hehe... I watched him smile, and after I finished laughing, I continued to pour myself another glass... I felt that the wine was a little too high... But , whatever, it's fine...

The little fox ignored me and just sipped the wine in his glass.

He ignored me, so I couldn't help shouting at him, "Okay...do you want to drink?"

"Well," the little fox nodded slightly.

Uh... I'm a little unhappy. Could it be that this little fox has become a little uncle?

I can't let him become a little uncle... I don't know why, but I suddenly came up with this idea...

"Then take a big sip," I said, and I forced my cup to his lips, "Hurry up, take a sip..."

The little fox was startled, and then wanted to avoid it.

"You..." I suddenly felt infinite grievances in my heart, and shouted with great restraint, "Drink... drink... a big gulp... just a big gulp..."

As he spoke, he forcibly poured the wine over.

The little fox still wanted to get out of the way, he turned his face slightly, and if I didn't hold it steady, the wine overturned, and it all fell on him, a deep piece, which was really ugly.

I was taken aback for a moment, just stared blankly, and then smiled at him.

The little fox was also taken aback, then sighed softly, trying to take the empty cup from my hand.

"Wow..." I suddenly burst into tears, crying like a steamed bun during the day.

The little fox was stunned on the spot...

"Zhao Xiaozhu?" He wanted to reach out and pull me.

"Wow..." I continued to howl, and slapped his hand off, "You lied to me...you lied to me so badly..."

"I... lied to you?" The little fox looked at me inexplicably.

"Why isn't it you..." I said angrily, "You are the one who lied to me... I don't drink anymore... Liar, big liar..."

"I lied to you...what's wrong?" The little fox leaned over and stabilized me.

"Your ancestor, how dare you say that you didn't deceive me..." I burst into tears in relief, feeling dizzy and feeling a headache in my heart, "You lied to me that you went to Beijing to take the No. 18 examination... won the No. [-] examination Just come back to pick me up... I have been cold for [-] years...you Chen Shimei...white...uh hiccup...white-eyed wolf...Chen Shimei white-eyed wolf..."

The little fox's face finally turned livid, "Zhao, Xiao, Zhu..."

Just at this time, a person ran up the stairs, and a human figure could be vaguely seen, so it must be a person.

"Master, son..." The man stammered and asked the little fox, "What's the matter?"

"It's okay," the little fox said calmly, "My friend is drunk."

Saying that, the little fox walked around the table and grabbed me.

When I saw him coming, I was overjoyed, smiled at him, and said, "Chen Shimei... are you back?"

The little fox froze for a moment, then grabbed my mouth.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..." I lifted my legs and wanted to kick him desperately.

I only heard the little fox say something to the vague figure, and then forced me to leave.

Under the moonlight, the time of coming is longer than the time of going.

The little fox carried me on his back, and I lay on my stomach and talked to him and her.

I breathed out and asked him, "Do you remember... that... um... hiccup... land in our house?"

"Where?" he replied.

"You... don't remember..." I dripped tears down his neck sadly, "That's the land... I planted ducklings... Do you remember..."

"Oh," he said flatly, "and then?"

"Then..." I thought vaguely, and what happened next, "Then... was, was robbed by... the bullies... Uh hiccup...Chen Shi, Shimei...you don’t know... ..."

"Well," the little fox lifted me up, "and then?"

"Then... I snatched it back again!" I was full of pride, but it was a pity that I was a little short of fire, and my stomach felt a little disgusted, "...planted, planted... I planted ducklings again...hahahaha..."

"Okay," said the little fox.

I hiccupped, leaned closer, and asked him, "Then you... grow ducklings?"

The little fox paused and said, "No."

...no...he said no...

"You really are Chen Shimei!" I shouted loudly, "You are guilty..."

Why is it that even the word "heart-wrenching" makes my heart turn upside down when I say it... I angrily lay on the back of the little fox...

Reluctantly, she stretched out a hand and reached into his collar to touch him.

The little fox suddenly paused and scolded softly, "Zhao Xiaozhu!"

Zhao Xiaozhu was screaming in vain, because Zhao Xiaozhu was already dizzy, and pulled out his hand even more violently, trying to open his clothes indiscriminately.

"You..." The little fox was so angry that he stopped there for a while and couldn't speak.

The clothes... could be opened unexpectedly, I angrily stretched both hands in, and fumbled around his chest.

Then... the little fox suddenly let go of his hand.

With a plop, I fell off his back and sat down on the ground, almost burst into tears from the pain.

Raising his face vaguely, he looked up at the person in front of him.

In the cold moonlight, his thin face was slightly angry, his clothes were half opened and half closed in a mess, and a pair of desolate and beautiful eyes were about to look at me with a smile or not.

I struggled to my feet, swayed involuntarily, and grabbed his arms.

"Zhao Xiaozhu," the little fox raised the corners of his mouth, looked at me coldly, and said calmly, "You really don't know how to live or die."

"Well..." I looked at him desperately, almost crying, and said loudly, "So what if you touch me... touch me... there is no one here... touch me..."

The little fox whispered resentfully, "You...you idiot."

After finishing speaking, he suddenly pulled my hand and put it into his clothes.

I was taken aback, and my palms were suddenly pressed against his warm chest... I only heard the little fox sigh softly, and put his arms around me in his arms.

I grabbed his waist tightly with one hand, leaned my forehead on his shoulder, and touched his chest gently back and forth with that hand...

Just like that, touching... Tears flowed quietly.

"Stupid," the little fox sighed faintly, "Why are you crying, didn't you let me touch you..."

"Hmm..." I muffledly responded to him.

That hand rested quietly in his arms, and the little fox tightened his arms, wrapping me in it.

It's just so quiet...there is Biluo on the top, and this moment on the bottom...

In other words, I don't know how it came back.

I lay on the bed in the dark until noon the next day, and the sun was high before I sat up. Sitting on the bed alone, I felt a burst of burning pain in my throat, and the back of my head was so painful that it was about to split open.

"Yo," Bi Yan, who was waiting on the side, raised her eyebrows and came over, "Second Master, you have been a wine master once, and you finally woke up again?!"

Uh... I opened my mouth, but it was still so dry that I couldn't speak.

"Second Master, you are so strange," Bi Yan said again, "You are actually drunk, and a little father-in-law found it by the side of his own rockery."

"What, what?" I was taken aback, staring blankly at her.

Aren't I with the little fox... oh... also...

"Second Master, please wake up," Bi Yan teased coldly, "You have lost face this time, and I don't know if the little eunuch described it with embellishments, and the emperor has already issued an oral order. ..."

"Mouth... Yu..." I stared blankly at Bi Yan.

I want her to speak slowly, fast, I feel a headache.

"That's not it," Bi Yan said, "that little father-in-law came again this morning to pass on the emperor's oral order, telling you to shut yourself up and contemplate for three days, and be safe."

"Huh?" I looked at her and opened my mouth.

"Second Master, you're still dreaming," Bi Yan said again, "You said you 'have no taste after drinking'..."