Chapter 142

She nodded and said nothing. She was obsessed with looking ahead, as if she could see poems and fruits.

The car makes a big turn, and then runs to Leng muxun's apartment not far away. That is the apartment where he lived with her at first. The first time he asked her is in that apartment. Looking at the road and direction, her heart "clatters clattering" in late autumn. She is confused. That night, he asked her because of wine, but now, he wants to take her to the apartment to drink.

In a trance, the car has entered the parking lot of the apartment. He gets out of the car first, and then goes to one side to open the door for her. Her eyes are empty and helpless, and there is no anger at all. He can't help sighing, "maybe, if we don't find them, the children will appear."

"Will it?" There was a flash of hope in her eyes. I wish what he said was true.

Step into the negative floor of the elevator, press the number of the top floor, the elevator began to rise rapidly, just like her heart.

On the eve of Chinese New Year's Eve, every family is eating New Year's Eve dinner, and then preparing to make dumplings to watch the Spring Festival Gala. However, even if she is hungry, she has no appetite. This year, I really don't want to think about it. Like a walking corpse, she has lost her soul.

Wine, she really want to drink, she is too big bar, the children disappeared, she actually want to drink, but at the moment, she can't restrain her heart, just want to drink, too want to drink.

Holding her hand to the door, she also let him lead, otherwise, she felt that she would fall down at any time.

For several years, I have never tried to leave the feeling of poetry and fruit, but now, the children really leave her.

When the door opened, the warmth of a room came, but it couldn't warm her heart. It was still cold and irritable.

Her slippers are the same as before. All the furnishings in the apartment have never changed, as if this is always her place.

I went to the bathroom, washed my hands, combed my hair lazily, and rushed out to the bar upstairs.

He has arrived. The dim light reflects the elegant decoration of the small bar, which makes her return to the previous night. She says she wants to drink, so he drinks with her. That night he has something on his mind, and he misses minqiu. Now what?

Is he missing minqiu, too?

New year's day, the people who love each other most want to be reunited.

He took the transparent goblet and put it in front of her, then poured in the dark red liquid, "drink this."

But she grabbed his empty goblet, which had not been filled with wine. "No, I want white, I don't want colored."

"Zhong wanqiu, you will be drunk. Who will look for the children when you are drunk?"

"You, they don't want me, poetry and fruit don't want me." Crack mouth said with a smile, the heart is bitter to death, she wanted to drink, he said nothing to her pour white, she stood up straight to the bar, "stingy." She put the goblet on the bar, picked up a bottle of white wine and opened it three or two times. She had done it in the wind before. Although it was only a few days, the wine bottle was not strange to her at all. "Dong Dong Dong", the wine poured into the glass, rippled in circles. Under the yellow light, it was just like a moving picture.

In late autumn, she picked up her wine cup and went to Leng muxun's opposite, "dry..." she didn't want any lady's image. Now she wants to drink, she wants to drink.

Then, without waiting for the man's response, he raised his hand and put a glass of transparent liquid into his throat. The pungency made her cough immediately, "cough... Cough..."

The man laughed and pointed to the table. "Zhong wanqiu, the wine here is not fake. You just brought that bottle, at least fifty degrees." He didn't see it, but he remembered it was like this degree.

"Yes? Then I'll have another drink. " Late autumn picked up the bottle and then fell down again. Although the wine fell into her stomach made her feel uncomfortable, it seemed to make her blood vessels start to burn. The feeling was so light that she liked it and wanted to drink it.

Leng muxun stood up. Her tall figure soon shrouded around late autumn. Her scattered hair brushed her face, making her whole body with a lazy smell. "Late autumn, drink less, or you can change this for me." He grabbed the goblet with transparent liquid in her hand and replaced it with his.

But late autumn did not feel like, just looking at his eyes and laughing, laughing and saying: "dry... Dry." Yang raised his hand, and Zhongleng muxun gave her a cup. She drank another one.

He helped her to sit down, but Leng muxun drank her white one. As expected, it was so hot that he frowned a little. But just in the late autumn, he had a whole drink. Is this woman dying?

Too long did not drink, late autumn really drink too much, wine is not drunk, everyone is drunk, looking at the man in front of a bit unclear, she looked at the hazy he some confused, pointed to holding the cup of him, "who are you?"

"Leng muxun." Welcome to see her face, but in her face to see another woman's shadow, but at the moment, his heart is very calm, to the new year, he and minqiu have some days no contact, think of her voice, his heart trembled, but, miraculously no longer want to call minqiu impulse.

After a sip of wine, he said to her, "after drinking this cup, you can go to have a rest."

She understood, "and you?"

He said with a smile, "I'll go too." But no, he's going to the kids.

She suddenly thought of Shi Shi and Guo Guo, and the scenery in front of her changed. "Ah Xun, Shi Shi and Guo Guo are downstairs, aren't they?"

She suddenly asked him, let him nod inadvertently, maybe so she can obediently go downstairs.

Down the stairs, the last time he was drunk, she helped him downstairs, but this time it was completely changed, Leng muxun half dragged her downstairs, into her room, clean and spotless, he pushed her on the bed, "sleep."

"Well..." she hummed. People didn't know what the past and the present were. She was really drunk. When she was drunk, she could no longer think of poems and fruits, and her heart would not feel bad. "Poems and fruits..." but when she closed her eyes, she still called up the names of two little guys, Leng muxun, who is about to leave, glances back at the woman on the bed. It is clear that her hair is scattered, but the red face hidden by her black hair is so attractive, just like a strawberry that people can't help picking.

No, he's looking for poetry and fruit.

Turning around, Leng muxun strides to the door. In fact, the reason why she wants to come back for a drink is to get her drunk and let her sleep. The appearance of her sitting in the car before really makes him unable to see. She is so haggard and anxious

Leng muxun gently opened the door, a foot out, behind, as if a woman's even breathing.

"Poetry, fruit..." suddenly a shout, late autumn even did not sleep for a minute, suddenly wake up, wine strength is still, she vaguely shook her head, where is she? Where is it?

I don't know the situation. She got up in late autumn. She just seemed to see Shishi and Guoguo. Two little people sat under a tree and cried. The cry attracted her to stagger to the door. First, the living room, then the corridor outside the apartment, and then the stairs. She forgot to take the elevator.

It's really dark. She doesn't know how to turn on the light. She just casually grasps the handrail of the stairs and mutters, "Shishi, Guoguo, Shishi, Guoguo..." she doesn't know anything except the names of the two children.

From the top floor has been walking down, as if a wandering soul.

She actually walked out of the lobby and went outside. The cold wind came, accompanied by the sound of firecrackers. A security guard in the lobby picked up the phone when he saw her. "Mr. Leng, Miss Zhong is at the gate now."

"OK, I see. I'll be right there." Leng muxun had already gone out, but as soon as he left, he remembered that he had forgotten to bring his mobile phone. When he stung him back, the door of Zhong wanqiu's room was wide open, and he found that she had disappeared.

Shishiguoguo disappeared first, then she. She drank too much. God, this woman is not ordinary enough to cause trouble.

However, he couldn't find wanqiu, so as soon as he received the call from the security guard, he rushed to the door outside the lobby of the apartment. Zhong wanqiu, when he caught her, he wanted to make her look good. It was too confusing.

Finally, seeing the wobbly woman, he strode over, then angrily picked her up, "go back to sleep."

"Shishi, Guoguo, let go of me..." she roared vaguely, with the sound of firecrackers in her ears. It was noisy, "let go of me..." she used her brute force to jump from the man under her. She didn't want to be carried by him. She wanted to see Shishi and Guoguo.

Leng muxun walks fast, but the drunk woman is unreasonable. She not only beats him, kicks him, but even bites him. He also drinks wine. One day and one night, Leng muxun doesn't sleep. In late autumn, when she kicks hard, Leng muxun is taken by her and falls down on the grass beside the road, "bang", and the two fall to the ground together.

"Zhong wanqiu, what do you want? If you make more trouble, I'll send you back to the room and tie you up to see if you dare to escape... "He gritted his teeth. On New Year's Eve, he couldn't pass the year at all. As soon as he stretched out his hand, he patted Zhong wanqiu's buttocks. She should, really should. This woman's escape technique is excellent, and it's hard for people to find it back. If he hadn't forgotten to bring his mobile phone, I'm afraid, Let her ride drunk to run again.