Chapter 123 (1/2)
Ning Zhiyuan originally wanted to persuade Mu Chen not to drink any more, but now he drinks more fiercely. A few days ago, when he knew this fact, he might impulsively go to Zhang Xiao, but he didn't know what to do with him. Now, he's not that impulsive.
Because that woman's measurement is so big that it makes him blush.
The little sister in my memory was very defensive. She was not close to him in those years, but he could see clearly what kind of temperament she was.
Twenty two years later, she changed too much.
A bottle of wine was poured into his stomach by Ning Zhiyuan.
He had never been so drunk as he had been tonight, except when his sister died.
The two men who love Ning Tong and remember the little sister and the short but unforgettable friendship between the two little girls are drinking alcohol.
The pain, like a spider's web, shot at both of them and caught them tightly. The more they struggled, the tighter the mesh became, and the more uncomfortable they were.
”Bang!”
Ning Zhiyuan suddenly dropped the empty bottle on the ground, his eyes did not know when it was red.
The wine bottle fell to the ground, smashed to pieces, also disturbed others, attracted many people's side view.
”Why is it her! Are you kidding Tong Ge? The little sister you never forget is Zhang Xiao, but her father is... ” Ning Zhiyuan is mad, his hands pounding the table violently.
Mu Chen looked at him drunk and smoked, and then looked at the two little dogs. He stretched out his hand and took the two toy dogs back. Then he leaned back on the chair and laughed. His eyes were full of tears.
Ning Zhiyuan's pain and entanglement, he can understand, because he also has, he is more painful than Ning Zhiyuan.
People in the bar should recognize the identity of two people. Anyway, no one dares to stop Ning Zhiyuan from beating the table.
People just watched curiously.
”Wine, bring wine, I want to drink!” Ning Zhiyuan yelled, in the resentment of him, become ferocious, very terrible, his appearance is originally serious and fierce.
”Wine, I want wine!”
All of a sudden, Ning Zhiyuan swept all the wine bottles and glasses on the table to the ground. He only heard the sound of the bang. The wine bottles and glasses were swept to the ground and smashed to pieces.
Pieces of glass, it seems that these two painful men's hearts, by the reality, by the reality of the creation of people torn into pieces, one by one, picked up a piece, is broken, pick up two pieces, is still broken.
No one dares to bring wine, but someone called the person in charge of the bar.
As soon as the person in charge saw Ning Zhiyuan who was in a state of drunkenness, he immediately howled in his heart: God, how did this God run to his bar?
When he saw the Muchen, who was crooked on the chair and holding two toy dogs in his arms, the person in charge howled even more: Ma ya, they are two great gods.