Late Night Tales Of The Capital Chapter 32: I used to learn to dance for a long time

At noon, Qian Shuhua took his knife and left.

An hour later, Qian Shuhua returned empty-handed.

Two pairs of eyes, swollen into goldfish.

Don't ask, I must have gone desperately to find Lin Meier, but she was very vigorous, but her skill was sloppy, and she was beaten up with gold stars. I'm afraid that is the eldest lady of the Qian family, she was quite worried when she made the move, otherwise she would be beaten into a pig head if she didn't know.

There is a ‘get drunk’ on Zhuque Street, a restaurant run by Qian’s own house.

In the best place on the second floor next to the window, Qian Shuhua dragged Ye Que and his younger brother to sit here from noon to sunset.

For the whole afternoon, the positions of the three people remained the same, and Ye Que sat motionless on the stool, Qian Shu smiled and frowned, sulking himself. On the other hand, Qian's calligraphy and painting seemed to have only wine in his eyes. One pot of apricot after another pot, I don't know how much I drank.

When Ye Que ran the Introduction to the Book of Heaven, forty-nine cycles, Qian Shuhua's brows were already flushed.

At this time, Qian's calligraphy and painting, his eyes are blurred, one hand is squeezing his cheek, and the other is touching the wine glass indiscriminately. After reaching it, he took a sip of booze, took a deep breath after drinking, and then gently licked his lips, looked out the window, and muttered to himself in his mouth from time to time.

The beauty of Qian's calligraphy and paintings is not a state-of-the-art, but it can be considered good. In addition, he likes to dance with spears and sticks, and his eyebrows are slightly heroic. After drinking, watching from a distance is actually a kind of A sense of temptation to stop.

The setting sun goes down, the sunset glow volleys, the golden afterglow shines on the city of Luoyang, and all the buildings are shining brightly.

Qian Shuxiao stared straight at his sister, while Qian Shuhua still drank the apricot blossom wine in front of him with blurred eyes. At this time, he didn't even bother to eat the food and drink, shaking the glass, it seems It was the setting sun outside the window, a cup of wine, and a sip of the wine. After drinking, I picked up the jug and shook it. It turned out that the wine was empty.

"Come here!"

Qian Shuhua tilted his head and suddenly raised his hand and shouted.

"Wine!"

After shouting, squinting at Ye Que, who was opposite to him, smiled with Qian Shu, curled the corner of his mouth, smiled stupidly, and changed his fingers from one to two.

"Two pots!"

Just after shouting, before Xiao Er had time to run over, she patted the table vigorously, "Why aren't you drinking? Don't you want to be mixed up? Do you know where this is? Do you know who I am? I am money Painting and calligraphy, all of you who "get drunk" belong to my family. If you don't obey, you will all be resigned."

"Quick wine!"

I yelled twice, maybe because of hypoxia, Qian Shuhua lied on the table and started muttering endlessly, "Excuse me to the flute Xiang Ziyan, who used to learn to dance for a long time. How can I die? , I would like to be a mandarin duck without envy."

"Liars are all liars, and the book says they are all liars. He said he likes watching people dance swords, so I went to learn swords. May I ask any girl who really likes dancing with spears and sticks? Who doesn't. Qinqi, calligraphy and painting? He also said that he would be the mandarin duck playing in the water with me. I envy the **** of death and envy him as a big-headed ghost."

"It's all daydreaming!"

Qian Shuhua talked to himself about a dream, a dream about childhood sweethearts.

She said that she had made an agreement with him a long time ago to watch the Mercury Ripples together, watch the Yunjuanyunshu together, travel all over the 100,000 mountains, and cultivate the marriage for the first time.

She sang and danced with a red-clothed white horse, and he drank and made poems and swords.

Dreams are beautiful, but reality is cruel. In the hearts of most people, this dream can only be thought of, and it is very impractical and dangerous to put it into action. However, Qian Shuhua was determined to really realize this dream. For this reason, she waited for Ye Yunhai for many years without any regrets, because this is the love she yearns for.

Love must be thorough and vigorous.

She doesn't care what others think or say, who loves whom.

Even if the whole Luoyang City thinks she is a idiot with money, calligraphy and painting, she doesn't care.

However, now, the dream is broken, like the bright fireworks all over the sky, shattered into residues in an instant.

The former Huaqianyunxia, ​​the former pledge of eachother, today has become an ugly humiliation, a dirty trampling.

Two pots of apricot blossom wine were placed upright on the table.

Qian Shuhua shook his body, pinched a piece of sauced beef and threw it into his mouth. He stretched out his index finger and dipped apricot blossom wine on the table and wrote the three words Ye Yunhai stroke by stroke. Qian Shuhua stared at the words in front of him for a long time. The more he looked at the words, the colder his eyes became. He didn't wait for the alcohol word to evaporate, and then his index finger smashed those words. Then he grabbed the hip flask, it was just a few big mouthfuls, and I choked into tears.

Beverage hurts the body, tears, maybe the hurt is deeper.

Ye Que, after running the Introduction to the Book of Heaven, looked at Qian Shuxiao's dead face, then looked at Qian Shuhua's face, not knowing whether it was a drink or a teary face, and sighed helplessly.

"For a man, is it worth it to ruin yourself so much?" Ye Que looked at Qian's calligraphy and painting, and said blankly, his words seemed to comfort people, but his tone seemed to despise no matter what.

I raised my head and glanced at Ye Que, Qian Shuhua snorted, "What do you know? Bad practice? I didn't abuse myself~IndoMTL.com~I'm fine."

"Who am I? I am the eldest lady of the Qian family!"

"For men? I'm pooh!"

"Let me tell you, you men, you are all bastards, there is no good thing."

Ye Que still looked at Qian's calligraphy and calligraphy with that expression, or in a slightly mocking tone, "Is the scolding comfortable?"

"No!" Qian Shuhua yelled loudly, "Do you think your men are a bitch? I grew up with my childhood sweetheart. If I don't know each other, I won't know each other. I also said that I don't look like a girl. I am not like a girl anymore."

Qian Shuhua pointed to his face, then straightened his chest again.

"In front of so many people, he just humiliated me, standing in the general's mansion, I was like a fool."

"Do you know that Ye Yunhai was frail and sick when he was young. When he was a child, he was often bullied by other children. Whenever I saw that I didn't kick the table and fight with people, I was a girl, but she looked like Protect him like a madman. Since I was young, no gentleman has said that I gave the wrong name and cast the wrong baby."

"I don't understand, how can people become like this!"

"Are you all wolf-hearted!"

Ye Que still looked at Qian's calligraphy and painting, "Is it finished?"

Shaking his head, Qian Calligraphy and painting vigorously took a look at Ye Que, "Don’t you say anything else? I’m very sad now. What's wrong with the curse? I can’t question my fate, my marriage, my question. Life?"

Ye Que still had that awkward expression, "Do you know fate, marriage, and life?"

"No one has ever given birth, why do you question life?"

"You!"

Qian Shuhua blushed and pointed to Ye Que, and it took a long time to suffocate three words.

"The bastard!"