Zhao Jingting gritted his teeth and said, "Drink."
"I'm just telling you, you have known each other for so many years and your relationship is so good, how come you haven't had a drink together?" Mu Nanshan said with a smile, his eyes shining like a young man, "But look at you, Brother Zhao. , I know you probably haven’t had a good time, otherwise how about the three of us not getting drunk when Brother Xie comes back?”
"...Okay." Zhao Jingting spent a lot of effort before forcing out a smile that wasn't too ugly.
"Okay, it's settled then. It's getting late. Brother Zhao, I'm going back first." Mu Nanshan stood up and said goodbye.
"good."
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After Mu Nanshan left, Zhao Jingting was the only one left in the huge room. He stared at the dim yellow candlelight in daze for a while, then he blew out the candle and went to bed in the dark. .
He didn't wash up, take off his clothes, or even take off his shoes. He buried his head in Sherron's pillow. As soon as the smell of it entered his nose, his tears suddenly burst into tears.
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"I am so sad and angry that you are a drunkard who drinks wine as water. I regret that I can drink three kilograms of daughter's red without changing my face, but I can't resist three ounces of burning knives!"
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"So you got me drunk that night?"
"I want... I want Allen to be my person, so that Allen... can never leave me again."
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"Alan, I remember you always rode a white horse? Why do you like white horses so much?"
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"In the fifth year of Jiasheng, I went to southern Xinjiang with the general. You and the generals knelt down to greet the general outside Kunming City. That day, you were dressed in thirteen silver armors with a belt of rhinoceros horns tied around your waist. You were really majestic. At that time, I Suddenly I remembered a play, do you know which one it is? "
"Can't guess."
"Stepping down from the ultra-luminous white dragon horse, in the palm of the hand is the Tianlong Platinum Spear; unparalleled in valor and courage, known as the Qiankun Spear, the ever-victorious general Zhao Zilong..."
"It's strange that I can sing such a Peking opera."
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"I really admired you at that time. I thought that's what a big man and a hero should be, standing upright and protecting the country. From that time on, I only rode white horses."
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Zhao Jingting hugged the pillow tightly, crying freely.
The cry of a man is really not pleasant, let alone a man in his forties.
For the first time in his life, Zhao Jingting felt that he was stupider than a pig or a dog. Even the princess knew that Xie Lun was in love, but he didn't know anything about it.
He only knew that he had endured and struggled hard for Xie Lun over the years, but he never knew how long Xie Lun had been holding back and whether he had struggled as hard.
Why does Sherron only ride a white horse
When he was at his most depressed that year, why didn't Xie Lun stay in the capital and follow him to this wasteland
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That New Year's Eve, why did Xie Lun pretend to be drunk
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To this day, he understands.
He always thought that he was deeply in love with her, but how did he know that Xie Lun was already deeply in love with her
From an ignorant and clear child, to a young and affectionate young man, and now to a calm and tenacious young man.
How many years had he kept Sherron waiting
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Jiasheng twenty-eight years March 20
Guangxi Governor's Yamen.
After Zhou Ran struggled on the bed all night, he finally received the baby's first cry in the dim light of morning.