C210 (2/2)

Heh, there's something wrong with my head. I can't believe I'm trying so hard to think of something. Am I crazy? Didn't he sell me to Jade Pot Ice a few days ago for eight million? ”Oh, men love women, women love their ex-husbands, I...” What nonsense, why do I even have the words of this couple? I must have been poisoned by them just now.

Me, ignore it.

”There is a new story in life, one that cannot be compared to the others.

”Thank you, my son Jin, for your love of me.”

Well, that's a good poem, I think.

I don't know who is new between Fan and me, but we are vile and cheap, and I don't know how vile Yan Yijie and Jade Pot Ice are, but I...

”If you want to cry, cry for a while.

”But after a while …”

Yu Shuang Bing's gentle voice was low, no longer a fox-like smile, and no longer the unruly attitude of a dissolute young master.

Seriously, as if he was telling me something extremely important.

I raised my head and looked at Jade Urn Ice, as if I couldn't see the mask on his face, or was it just that his face had turned completely green and couldn't be seen with the naked eye?

Think about it with a frown. I think it's important.

Well, he actually accused me of crying, and he was so serious, as if he'd gone to court and found out that the illegal gains were actually the quilt that had kicked me out of bed last night.

”Be strong.”

Yu Hu Bing's hand slowly caressed my back. My head was very slow and very gentle.

En, today's jade pot ice gave me endless gentleness.

If I were in the mood, I would doubt if he had really become my brother, or if he had decided to soften my old clothes.

After all, for example, Ge Yi, one had to hit the soft spot to wear it, otherwise …

”Tens of thousands of people, clean up!”

Where did you come from? But it's new, not mine.

But the meaning of the Jade Gorge Ice was about the same.

A month passed in Chang'an, and the sound of tens of thousands of people washing clothes could be heard.

The autumn wind blew without end, but it was always a matter of love and concern.

What day is it? My good man, let's go on an expedition.

Ah, ah, ah, I am a little impassioned, want to lean against the railing to blow the winter wind, deeply feel the meaning of Uncle Li Bai's poem.

In a daze, I had the feeling that my uncle had written this poem just for me, but it was too obscure.

Test me. Hur Hur. Interesting.

”When the day comes for us to take him as our man, we will set out on an expedition.”

Yin Yijie, did you abandon me and go to Pinghu? I look a little like it.

Everyone is drunk, and I think it's good. I feel good about fusing the feelings of a puny kid like me with Uncle Li Bai's great poems.

It was as if my tears had also spilled into doubt that the Milky Way had descended from the heavens, beautiful and sad.

From far away, there was a lively sound in his ears. The crowd seemed to have boiled up and began to churn.

Oh, this is a wonderful world, here is a group of beautiful people, the elegant and elegant Golden Crow around the beautiful young lady, forming a very beautiful picture apart from the two clearly incompatible hands on her chest.

It was probably night time. I heard that the ballroom would only open at 10 pm and only open at 12 pm.

Looks like it.

Look around the bar, there are many beauties whose breasts are half-exposed and twinkle with stars.

I really didn't know that a famous lady from a wealthy family would actually … How should I put it, I think, I'm too old-fashioned.

I don't like it.

I don't want to see it either.

At such a time and in such a situation, I really want to go home.

”Be brave.”

Yu Hu Bing held onto my shoulder and pressed down hard, as though she was giving me strength.

I'm speechless, it's not like they're asking me to kill people, what do they need to be brave enough to do? Besides, Yin Yijie's birthday is also coming. I've already been called over by them, and I'm still not leaving. Does it mean that I have to accompany them from the afternoon till midnight? Why?

Pushing aside the jade pot ice, I point to the bathroom, telling me to calm down, get ready, and leave.

In a world that does not belong to me, there is no one to tell me how long I should last.

I didn't see any need for it either.

In the bathroom, Fan Ji was mending his makeup. Many ladies were mending their makeup. This was quite a novelty.

I put on a little bit of makeup. I didn't take it off, nor did I bring anything to make up for it. So, like a toilet, come out …

There was a strange silence in the air.

Even though my brain isn't too good, I can still feel it.

Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed that there seemed to be a few women looking at me, their expressions not very good.

They had a feeling that they were ready to make a move.

What do you want to do, I won't wash my hands.

I held the knife in my pocket. No matter what happened, I wouldn't mind attacking a group of honorable 'ladies' in such a noisy place, even if she was a princess.

Slowly past the washstand, past Fan, past...

”Little bitch!”

Fan Ji raised his hand, and the words came out of his mouth at the same time.

I took out the knife and opened the blade. The switchblade that Hero killed when he was trying to assassinate Yuming. Now, he has a Swiss Army knife with him.

Put it by your side, I, wash your hands, look in the mirror, and wait for them to call.

Wine is indeed a good thing. Sometimes, we only need to remind them a little, just to awaken their consciousness.

I may not be drunk, and I may not wake up, but my blood is burning, dazed, uncontrollable, burning.