"Well Why is there no wine? " Mo Xixue picked up the cup on the table and handed it to his mouth. However, he found it empty. He picked up the bottle and weighed it. He said gloomily, "this thing is so hard to drink. Why do so many people like to drink it?"

"Do you like it?"

"Ghosts like to drink it. It's so hard to drink Eh... " Mo Xixue belched wine, and began to talk confused.

"So people don't drink it because they like it. It's just like drinking medicine. Medicine can cure the body's trauma and pain, while wine can cure psychological" diseases. " Zhang Xingyun said.

Some people are addicted to alcohol anesthesia, because they often feel the pain of life when they are awake. They like to live in a trance, because it is their country alone.

Zhang Xingyun picked up the wine cup and drank up the wine in his glass. He could not feel the hangover. He could only indulge himself in the practice. Only in the practice can he concentrate his mind and reduce his miscellaneous thoughts. Everyone has an unbearable past and painful memories. All these things will be shown in his mind inadvertently.

"Yes, too." Mo Xixue tilted his head to think about it and said, "so why do those people laugh so happy? Don't they drink because they're happy? "

People who talk little usually talk a lot when they are drunk. In addition, Mo Xixue is a girl again. At this time, she always likes to ask some strange questions.

"There are only two kinds of people who laugh at the table."

"Well?"

"One is pretending, the other is drunk." Zhang Xingyun said.

"Then you must be" hee hee, because you can't laugh! " Mo Xixue's delicate hand gently covers the powder petals and makes a silver bell like smile.

Zhang Xingyun puffed at the corner of her mouth, maybe she was smiling, but her eyes were slightly dim. Think about it carefully, his life is really a little boring, always a person walking on the road of revenge, forget the hangover, forget the smile, leaving only the scar and trauma crossed by the memory.

"Two more bottles of wine, boss!" Mo Xixue didn't notice Zhang Xingyun's expression. She is too dazzled now.

This is mo Xixue and Zhang Xingyun, who has not yet mastered the ability to treat psychological pain, so these things can only be released by himself.

After a gulp of beer, Mo Xixue's mouth is full of water stains.

"Wood, you know? I've been imagining this for a long time. I'm free to come out at night and drink. Although it's hard to drink, it feels good. " Mo Xixue smile, eyes blurred, like a drunk beauty.

"From the moment I remember, my parents are very busy. In addition to going to school, I've been locked at home all the time. Only when I eat can I see my mother."

"And my father comes home less. I don't know what is Chinese new year or birthday from memory You know what? How much I want them to accompany me. I really want to... "

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