Pushing Zhou Han away, Yi Yuqi lowered the umbrella to cover up his embarrassment.
Taking advantage of the situation, I poured a sip of rio into my mouth, and the "strong" smell of alcohol poured in mixed with tears, which was unavoidably bitter.
But the more bitter it was, the more the tears kept flowing, as if all the wine I drank turned into tears, and all the tears turned into wine again.
In the end, it became a cycle, a vicious cycle!
She was a little heartbroken, but more sentimental.
It is said that alcohol is not intoxicating and everyone is intoxicated. The feeling of drinking in different moods is different-the sadder you are, the more drunk you are, the more sad you are, the more eager you are drunk.
She is now sad and disappointed, three glasses of light wine, how can she withstand the rush of late arrival?
What's more, she is not Li Qingzhao, how can the verdant plantain have the leisure to accompany her to see the loneliness of the autumn rain in the rustling autumn wind?
She cried, suddenly, and very willfully.
She can't forget the solid friendship and the vision of a forever friendship in the past, and she can't deny the deep imprint that person left in her life.
She admitted that after so many years, he is still the one who can't forget!
That nigger! Megalomaniac! Heartbreaker! fraud! rascal
"Shameless!" All the hatred was condensed into two simplest words, and all her negative and complicated emotions were poured into it.
Therefore, the voice was so loud that I almost forgot that I was on a busy street, and I didn't realize that I had successfully won the attention of many people.
In fact, at that time, she really wanted to scold, stride forward, slap that person, and then leave gracefully.
But after all, she dealt with that person's betrayal in an evasive way, a little regretful, regretting her cowardice at that time!
Fortunately, now that she has figured it out, even if Jiu Zhuang is cowardly, she gritted her teeth and told herself in a decisive tone - if that person dares to show off in front of her again, she will definitely make him pay a heavy price!
Thinking about it in my heart, I unconsciously drank the rest of the drink, wandering in the streets and alleys like a very down-and-out "vagrant".
It is full of disappointment and despondency, without the poetic and heroic spirit of "the downtrodden rivers and lakes carrying wine" when I was drunk with the sisters of Xinyao.
She actually knew the reason, because this time she was extremely sad!
It turns out that heartache is such a gut-wrenching feeling, as if thousands of silver needles have been inserted into the heart, making people want to stop, the more they touch, the more painful it becomes
Perhaps the poem "Sentimental" written by the writer "In Shuiyifang" is the most emotional and appropriate at this time¡ª¡ª
when sad
There are some heartbreaks
Sentiment also adds a bit more
It is mixed with three drops of rain and dew
Two points of autumn mood
just let the mood
? Fragmented among the duckweed and algae
just as silently
across the twilight
Shallowly smashing half of the moonlight
Just by taking advantage of the momentary pleasure
A few sips of wine
?Looking at the distant mountains and plantains
verdant
Lingering in the evening breeze
? Autumn rain is silent
at that time
? If you don¡¯t ask, you will become famous in this life
Concubine only wants Bashan Yeyu
Before holding candles
The green hills in the distance
You and I are still sincere
"No! Not because of that bastard!"
A gust of wind blew, a little cool, as if being enlightened, and suddenly woke up.
She shook her head, took a deep breath of the moist air, and gradually regained her senses by virtue of the slight coolness: perhaps, what she was angry with was not that person, nor the so-called promise¡ªwhat she really cared about was that person's betray!
She hated the traitor the most in her life. He deceived her, and played tricks on her under pretense. This is the most unforgivable thing!
It is said that women are emotional, but rational women are the most terrifying!
She has always been sensible enough, how could she have illusions about that person? What's more, she has always obeyed her mother's advice, so how could she repeat the mistakes of her aunt!
The knot in her heart was untied, and she finally felt relieved.
After resting for a few seconds, she took out the silk scarf and wiped the freckles on her face. Although she deliberately concealed it just now, many troublemakers still noticed the abnormality.
Peculiar gazes sized her up, and some even gesticulated behind her, talking non-stop.
She hastened to step up?The rustling and quietness made people feel a little better, and they walked more lightly.
What's more, all the lights in the corridor are shining, and the soft luster floats in a row, strung together to form a bunch, embellishing the golden maple vines hanging from both ends with a lot of gorgeous poetic flavor, like two elegant vines. The curtain cuts off the rain and autumn, which is quite sentimental.
She was sad before and then happy, and at the moment she was very excited about poetry, and a five-character poem "Autumn Rain and Night Walk" flashed in her mind-walking alone in the rain, accompanied by shadows at night. I like to meet the leaves on the wall, and make two landscapes skillfully.
This impromptu work expresses her mood at the moment, which has turned from extreme sadness to sudden joy. There is indeed a suspicion of joy in bitterness, but it does not rule out the open-mindedness of being happy and forgetting worries. As a woman, you can have This kind of true temperament is also rare.
In fact, she didn't know what caused her sudden inspiration, but it probably had something to do with what happened to her.
Experienced too much thrilling in one day, the ups and downs of mood had a great impact on her comfortable life, and her own emotions were also vacillating between sensibility and rationality.
It is also natural and reasonable to use the scenery to express emotions and embody emotions in the scenery. To a certain extent, it is also thanks to the man's ruthless behavior that he completely touched her and indirectly contributed to this elegant deed, thus freeing her from the troubled and trivial life. Get out of it and get the joy of the mood.
She was indulging in the grace just now and couldn't extricate herself, but the next moment, her delicate body froze in place like an electric shock, her mind went blank, and the soles of her feet seemed to be filled with lead, trembling and sinking.
they are?
A pair of intimate lovers appeared in her line of sight, and the stalwart and burly figure turned into ashes, and she recognized it, not to mention that delicate and lovely girl was sitting in her usual seat, which was very eye-catching!
That's right, it's him, she read it right, that liar, bastard, scoundrel, megalomaniac!
They put on a show in front of her again! (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com