Eternal Burning

Everything in the bungalow maintains the old appearance, and the toilet is also a family layout of toilet, sink and bathtub, not as spacious as the public toilet.

The party was crowded, and the two restrooms on the first floor were full, so I had to go to the second floor to try to find a restroom that I could use.

Unscrewing a closed door, there is an old atmosphere in the room. There are many photos and letters in the room, which seems to be a small exhibition room.

It looks like there are no restrooms...

I turned around to leave, and was frightened by the tall figure that suddenly appeared behind me, took two steps back unconsciously, and almost fell down.

The other party grabbed my arm and took me into his arms, the smell of alcohol on his body was so strong that it was hard to breathe.

Beijie, I'm uncomfortable..." Shang Muxiao hugged me like an octopus, and said in a hoarse voice.

Chapter 56 How Can You Dance With Others

He was obviously drunk, not too drunk, talking drunk words back and forth in my ear.

I must be sick, I am dying..."

I'm so sick... I have a headache..."

It's so noisy here..."

He hugged me so tightly that I couldn't break free and could only stand there awkwardly.

It's been a long time since I replied, he frowned in dissatisfaction, his eyes were full of accusations, like a child who couldn't get candy on Halloween - he didn't know what he was doing wrong, he only knew that everyone should be on Halloween It's his right to give sugar.

You might just be... drinking too much. "I resisted the urge to sigh and tried to find the source of his symptoms.

certainly not! "He suddenly tightened his arms and got closer to my body. Don't you understand when I said I was sick?"

He suddenly became irritable, like a wild shòu who was injured and could not be effectively comforted, and gradually became mad.

The exoskeleton battery block on the waist just pressed against the spine, and he was strangled, poking the flesh through the thin shirt, which was very uncomfortable.

understood. You're sick and it's hard. "I used the hand that wasn't in his grasp to break his arm, but it didn't move.

Then you haven't taken me to see a doctor? "He spit out the smell of alcohol and said with red cheeks.

I know that reasoning with a drunk person doesn't make sense, so I stop treating him like a sane adult.

You hold me, how can I walk? Let go and I'll take you to the doctor. "I coaxed him to release me.

He tilted his head and thought about it, feeling that my words made sense, and gradually let go of his arms.

It was sunset time, and the light outside had gradually dimmed. The bungalow is surrounded by greenery, and the room on the north side has poor lighting, and it is even more obscure at this moment.

The wine smell mixed with the old paper smell, forming a unique taste, not bad, but not bad, just... not worthy.

Just like me and himself. Everything he brought to my life without waves in the ancient well is indeed fresh and exciting, like a jar of spirits, strong in the throat and full of stamina. But we don't match, not only Shang Yunrou thinks this way, but anyone with eyes will think this way.

He and I are two completely different people. From personality to preferences, we are incompatible, and it is difficult for us to integrate.

OK, you can go now. "Shang Muxiao took my hand and intertwined my fingers.

I had a headache, staring at the two hands that seemed to be stuck together, and couldn't help but want to sigh again.

How can I get out like this?

I have something to leave for a while, you... you let go first, and I'll come back to you later, okay? "I said in a consultative tone, and then we went to see a doctor."

Can't I follow along? "He hesitated, looking uneasy.

If this stalemate continues, I don't have to look for the toilet, just find another pair of pants.

This little bastard can't wait to get as far away from me as possible when he's sober, how come he sticks to me wherever he goes when he's drunk? Could it be that I was mistaken for my own nanny?

I'll be back soon, just wait here. "I continued to coax him.

He looked at me with a skeptical, unbelieving look: must he come back to me? "

Um. "At such a time, I can't deny it, and I will definitely come back."

OK, then I'll wait for you here. "He let go of my hand little by little, it's hard to part, don't forget it."

He was tall and tall, but his eyes revealed a kind of innocence that belonged to a child. Drunkenness made him more uncertain and purer.

It's good for me, it's easy for me to get out.

He stood right in front of the door, he didn't catch up, he just followed me with his eyes until I left the room and gently closed the door from the outside.

I eventually found an empty restroom on the second floor. After I finished my hands, I walked back and stopped for a while when I passed the exhibition room again.

Holding the doorknob, he glanced at the silent door panel.

Long. Many pictures flashed in my mind, accompanied by sound effects, for a while Shang Muxiao sneered and said nothing, and for a while it was Yin Nuo's baseless bystander Qing.

Shang Muxiao is sincere to me, but he may not know it himself. The phrase itself is funny. Should I be honored for his unwitting sincerity?