my lady

Worry about tomorrow, why don't you pour your melancholy into wine and drink it all up."

It's better to put the melancholy into the wine and drink it up!The simple truth kept circling in his ears, why didn't he understand it? ;"good"

Seeing that he agreed decisively, the handsome man was slightly puzzled, and then smiled relieved; "I heard that Zuishengmengde is the largest brothel in the capital, and the girls and wine in it are the best in the world, why don't we go there?"

The smile on the man's mouth became more bitter, and the answer became quicker; "Then according to what the young master said, beautiful women and fine wine are always the best medicine for melancholy guests" is the best medicine for paralyzing everything

The two of them made up their minds, and walked side by side towards Zuishengmengdie. The young man in red saw the two hit it off, and wanted to slap this strange man who appeared halfway to death. He used time to bury his wound, but he used a pot The wine brought up all his past!

But what can be done?It is better to always hide than to face it calmly. Maybe the appearance of this person is not delaying me, but helping me?

The masked man watched the three of them walking deep into the street, and hurriedly followed, but kept hiding under the eaves, using the crowd to block his figure, and followed from a distance!

The masked man was taken aback when he saw the handsome man taking the two of them to the place he was most familiar with. He thought that this kid was not authentic, and he took his people here to fool around at this time!

The people in the building were all acquaintances, the masked man didn't dare to go in, so he had to wander outside the door, waiting in the street, he had to squat and stand in the alley next to Zuishengmengshi, standing and squatting, back and forth like this!

He didn't even know that the three people who were brought to the Accord on the second floor ordered wine and food, and even called a charming girl with a frown and a smile. The three of them toasted and touched other people's homes

The sound of silk and bamboo lingers in the ears, the fragrance of wine wafts, the dancing posture is graceful, and in the elegant room surrounded by white gauze, three magnificent people sit around the table, drinking a jar of wine and listening to a song together.

He didn't know what the situation in the building was like, what happened to his people, he only knew that after he squatted until the sun set and his legs were paralyzed, the only window in the private room on the second floor facing the alley was pushed open, revealing a With a picture-like face, the handsome man opened the window, and saw him squatting in the corner, drawing circles with a wooden branch he found somewhere, extremely pitiful, the handsome man shook his head, and threw a peanut down, The masked man raised his head and smiled happily after seeing the familiar face, but it was covered by the mask, so the handsome man couldn't see it. The handsome man pointed to the next room with his finger, and closed the window when the masked man understood. And the masked man knew that the beautiful man had achieved his goal, so he stopped pretending to be a grandson, tore off his mask, and rushed into the drunken dreamer who had already hung up the candlelight.

Sometimes, you can't pretend to be a grandson when you should be a hero, otherwise, after losing, you won't even have the right to regret it. For him, now he just wants to look at him and hug him.

The girl in the building obviously didn't expect to see him suddenly. After seeing the bruises on his face, even the usually calm old bustard couldn't calm down. Oh, Mr. Wei, what happened to your face?"

The person who rushes into drunkenness and dreams is Wei An

I haven't seen the bustard for more than ten days, and Wei An has no time to chat with her about family matters: "Madam, I'm here to find my wife."

The bustard was dumbfounded on the spot, his wife? : "Isn't Mr. Wei stupid? I don't have your wife."

Wei An didn't bother with her, and walked past her to the second floor: "My daughter-in-law, Qinglian, he's upstairs, by the way, Mom, get me a basin of clear water and a bowl of hangover soup, my daughter-in-law can drink it." Drinking, it must be uncomfortable"

The old bustard listened to the murmurs of the people on the stairs, and then remembered that there were indeed three handsome young men who came here during the day, but which one is his daughter-in-law Qinglian?The bustard watched him walk into a private room from downstairs, shook his head and left!

Wei'an didn't want to see Qinglian in this way, but he knew that Qinglian's temper was too strong, and his rash appearance would only make him more unhappy, so he was brought here. Drunk, lying quietly on the bed, if not frowning, Wei An would have thought that he was sleeping peacefully

What is Anwen?Yifeng said that since Qinglian stabbed herself, she has never been safe. Wei'an is very sorry, but also very distressed. His round cheeks have lost a lot of weight. The originally high-spirited and beautiful boy has become the melancholy who paralyzed himself with alcohol. Guest, all of this is my own fault

Yi Shi is right, no bitter tricks can make him suffer as much as he gave himself a sword, how much sadness and regret he has in his heart-wrenching hand, you can know it when you think about it seriously.So Yishi said, you can't shrink any more, or you will really lose it, and he agreed

The thin eyebrows and eyes make him look more refined, but Wei'an doesn't like it, he likes his tricky, arrogant and arrogant appearance, that's the real him, Wei'an describes his appearance in detail Eyebrows, wherever your fingertips go, there are hesitation, distress and regret, but they can't stop him, he wants his determination

"Qinglian, I won't hide anymore, I don't want to make you sad anymore" His taking this step already means that he has thought about what to do in the future

The person lying on the bed was breathing unsteadily, frowning, and slightly parting his lips. He wanted to wake up but it was better to sleep, Qinglian thought, in fact, this person Wei An was really annoying, when he wanted to forget Suddenly appearing in his dream again, the person who was obviously killed by him and will never see again, and who will never dream suddenly appears again, isn't that intentionally making him sad?

Why don't you let him go to sleep?

Wei'an didn't expect that Qinglian would wake up suddenly, and even stood up, looking at herself with burning eyes, she could only be surprised for a moment: "Qinglian"

It's really annoying, why is the voice so real even when dreaming, why is this face so clear, I don't want to see him, I want to kill him, beat him up when I see him, I don't want to make people who have a hard time feel better

"Qinglian, how are you? Are you okay?" Even in a dream, can you pretend to care about others?Didn't the relationship between them break up a long time ago? Where did those gentle tones come from?

Qinglian, don't trust him anymore, do whatever you want, don't feel bad, this is a dream, he won't hurt, don't worry

Wei'an didn't know that Qinglian thought he was dreaming, so when that slap came over, Wei'an was dizzy from the slap, Wei'an was sitting by the bed, and suddenly he slapped him, and could only be stunned Touching the slapped face, staring at Qinglian dumbfounded

"I hate you so much, why do you still appear in my dream?" Another punch came over, this time it hit Wei'an in the stomach, Wei'an clutched his stomach, lying on the bed panting

It's good, dreaming is good, hit when you want, don't think about whether he will hurt, don't feel bad because you love him, Qinglian staggered out of bed, and hit Wei'an who was lying on the bed, punching Beating and kicking, Wei'an was injured and didn't dare to resist, so he could only keep dodging to avoid Qinglian's wound, Wei'an was covering his chest with both hands, accidentally looked up, and saw Qinglian, who was like a madman, bursting into tears, Suddenly, the pain couldn't be increased. It turned out that even if he hit himself in his dream, he would cry from heartache. So how much pain did Qinglian endure when the sword fell?

Wei'an grew up so old, and never felt that he owed anyone, but for the first time, he felt sorry for Qinglian like this, and he was full of apologies. When that emotion came out, pain of different strengths seemed to hit him On the cotton, no feeling, Qinglian was tired, fell back to the bed, leaned against the bedpost, and wept silently

Wei'an got up from the bed, her legs and hands felt numb, and Qinglian, who vented her emotions, beat Wei'an violently, and was seen by the bustard beside the screen. The bustard didn't know how to describe her current mood , very complicated, very complicated, she always felt that she saw something bad

So after putting the clear water and hangover soup on the wooden table beside her, she left with a smile on her face. After closing the door, she thought she was hallucinating

Wei'an wrung out the towel, squatted in front of Qinglian, took out his hand to wipe his hands, under Qinglian's red and swollen eyes was Wei'an's face covered with bruises: "I don't hurt, don't be sad, you want to I won’t blame you for beating me or scolding me, Qinglian, I’m the one who’s sorry for you, can you forgive me?” The hand in his hand was still so pretty, but he kowtowed

Qinglian was still staring at him, it was like a dream but not a dream scene, what exactly was it: "None of the words I told you was to lie to you, only one, that was against my will, and I didn't I wish, but at that time, I had no choice." Thinking of the sentence he said about forcing, it was too hurtful, and Wei An couldn't help but turn red. Although Wei An was useless, he also knew that a man would not shed tears lightly, so he I seldom cry, even less when I am sensible. This is the first time for him to cry for a man

Which sentence?Which sentence?Don't talk about it, his head hurts,,, it hurts,,, Wei'an looked at the warm liquid falling on the back of his hand, and raised his head to meet Qinglian's tearful eyes: "If knowing would make you so sad, why would I not I will not choose to take this step, Qinglian, I'm sorry"

That time, Wei'an's movements were very gentle, carefully wiping Qinglian's hands and face, as if he was treating a rare treasure.

Tears fell down the wiped face again, Wei'an stretched out his hand to wipe, his soft fingertips slid across the delicate skin, and remembered the touch that he had always remembered, Wei'an rubbed his face, wiping away his tears again and again : "Qinglian, I married Yaoyao just to protect Wei's family, I can't help it"

Ah demon,,, yes, that woman, the one he wants to marry back home, the woman who wants to snatch him away, no