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Name:Cold President, Hug Me Author:
The best thing is to be drunk all the time, drunk all the time.

In this way, you can sleep all the time.

Only when he is asleep can he dream.

Only dream, can dream of some beautiful, their crazy desire for things.

Song Mingyang really felt that he was full of cheap.

In the past, when people were around, they didn't know how to cherish it.

Now people turn around and don't look back to leave themselves. It's better to know what they want.

I started to think about it.

Even if someone has a man and has slept with another man, he can still remember.

Song Mingyang really doesn't know what's wrong with him

Is it true that we should have such a lyric -

what we can't get is always in turmoil, and those who are preferred have no fear?

Before, he relied on Gu Yifei to care about himself, so he never really cared about that woman.

Even if on the surface gentle, its solid inside, also has never really placed her in the important position.

But now, after losing it, he found that the woman had already become his eye.

It became the last thing he could lose.

After losing that woman, his world is dark

Can't see the way forward

Now Song Mingyang suddenly doesn't want anything

I don't want money, fame, status, power.

All I want is Gu Yifei.

Gu Yifei, who loves himself wholeheartedly.

For song Mingyang now, there is nothing more important in this world than Gu Yifei

Gu Yifei, Gu Yifei, Gu Yifei

A Gu Yifei wins countless people.

"Gu Yifei, do you know that I really love you now? Do you know that if you feel too high and too cold, now I'm even willing to give my hand to the mountains and rivers to please you..."

"Why, you silly girl, can't you wait for me a little longer? Why do you want to put yourself into the next relationship so soon? Why do you want to forget me so soon... "

"The ending between you and me, in fact, should not be like that at the beginning. It really shouldn't be..."

"You silly girl, we could have been very happy..."

After talking to himself like this, song Mingyang slapped himself hard again, and then took the red wine and continued to blow the bottle

Lafite in '82, hundreds of thousands of wine, was drunk out of the big stalls by him. It's a sense of seeing

This kind of picture, if seen by some wine lovers, will certainly scold song Mingyang for spoiling good wine behind his back.

After drinking a whole bottle of red wine, song Mingyang immediately cried

A big man, just like this, slumped on the sofa, crying like a child

At first it was just sobbing.

But in the end, it was crying

As he wailed, he kept abusing himself and slapping himself in the face with his hands.

Song Mingyang slaps himself every time he scolds himself -

"Song Mingyang, your uncle's, you're not willing to scold others. In fact, no matter what, it's not all made by yourself?"

"When you plant melons, you get melons. When you plant beans, you get beans. Only when there is a cause can there be fruit. Isn't this cause buried by you?"

"Everything is the result of your brain damage..."

"Do you mean to blame Gu Yifei? Do you mean it? Blame others for not waiting for you? "

After abusing himself in this way, song Mingyang lost all his strength.

The empty wine bottle in my hand fell to the ground in an instant

Because the floor was covered with snow-white wool carpet, the bottle was intact.

There wasn't even a sound when they landed.

After the wine bottle rolled down, the next second song Mingyang fell on the sofa again.

He's really ambivalent now.

I know that everything is made by myself.

At the same time, I hate Gu Yifei's seamless operation

While trying to find Gu Yifei, he feels that he can't continue to be so humble. Even if he wants to find Gu Yifei, it's useless

Now he can't understand what he wants.

Make up your mind again and again, to forget, to come out, to let go of each other and yourself.

But song Mingyang really couldn't do it.

Song Mingyang thought, maybe it's not long enough.

When the time is long enough, maybe everything will be different.After losing Xiao ran that year, for a long time, didn't he also feel that he couldn't get by?

Even feel that their own life, down to the bottom, it is difficult to see the light again?

But didn't he survive?

He was able to survive that year, and he believes he can now

Close your eyes and feel cold again.

Song Mingyang is exhausted whole body strength, both hands support sofa, sat up.

After that, I directly touched the remote control on the tea table and raised the temperature of the air conditioner by several degrees.

Then he got up and prepared to go upstairs

As soon as I got up, alcohol hit my head again

Under the influence of alcohol, song Mingyang had no idea when he was dark.

The next second, he fell down on the snow-white wool carpet in silence

That's it.

Song Mingyang slept on the wool carpet all night.

The next morning, air conditioning from the ground swept in.

Song Mingyang suddenly hit a spirit, and then opened his eyes.

When I opened my eyes, I found that I was sleeping on the ground.

I tried to remember the picture before I went to sleep on the ground, but I couldn't remember it.

He thought that he must have been drinking broken pieces. At that time

Don't bother to think about it, song Mingyang directly exhausted his whole body strength, stood up against his dizzy head.

Together, song Mingyang felt that his head seemed to live in a small beast.

And the little beast kept on rushing about in his own head.

His skull was almost lifted when he hit him

Hit his whole head, as if to explode the same pain

If you drink too much, it's really bad. It hurts your health.

But even so, now Song Mingyang also knows.

I can't do without alcohol now.

Even if you drink too much, you will have a splitting headache, which is much better than when you are awake

After taking a bath upstairs, without breakfast, song Mingyang went upstairs with a bottle of red wine.

This time, it's a bottle. Last time, the wine Jing Rong sent here was sold at an auction.

Worth more than two million

After the drink.

Song Mingyang went to bed with the bottle in his arms.