"Mu Tong in 2000?" Xiao Qi even looked at the red bottle in his hand, "The red wine from Mu Tong Chateau, one of the top five wineries in Bordeaux?" For him, such a bottle of red wine is nothing, but for Shan Ya For Hitomi, it is not easy to buy such a bottle of wine. If he remembers correctly, the market price of Mutong in 2000 was around 20,000 renminbi. Although it is not as good as Lafite in the same year, it is already considered good I don't know how determined Shan Yatong was to buy this bottle of red wine.
"That's it, don't talk so much nonsense, whatever the wine is, open it first," Lin Yuxin snatched the red wine bottle from Xiao Qizhen's hand, opened the wine cork, took the wine glass and poured it without smelling the wine cork .
Xiao Qi shrugged his shoulders, and Ren Lin Tianhou poured wine without the slightest image of a lady.
Shan Yatong put the fruit plate and snacks on the table, sat down, picked up a glass of red wine, and shook it, "Mu Tong in 2000 is already the most expensive red wine in my place," he said, looking at it There are nearly ten bottles of red wine in the wine cabinet in the corner of the living room. "The landlord's house has no food left."
"Damn boy, you're so stingy!" Lin Yuxin took a sip from the wine glass, and frowned slightly, "Do you think that drinking red wine is like love, if the time is not right, the taste will be bad?" When she said this, It was Xiao Qizhen who was watching.
Xiao Qi even smiled, but did not answer while holding the wine glass.
Lin Yuxin didn't seem to want to get the answer. Lin Yuxin drank the wine in the glass, poured it for herself, and chuckled, "But this kind of thinking is wrong, because I used to wait for the best time to taste wine, but But that glass of wine was broken, and when it was broken, there was nothing left." Holding the wine glass, what she saw through the red liquid were the distorted faces of two equally outstanding men.
After drinking the liquid in the glass again, Lin Yuxin sneered, "No matter how good-looking a man is, with this red wine, he can only act in horror movies."
"That's because there are no men in this world who fall into your eyes." Xiao Qi took a sip of the wine in his glass, "Yu Xin, people always want to think about the future."
Between Lin Yuxin and Xiao Qizhen, there is no embarrassment that he expected after the breakup of the boyfriend and girlfriend. The insipidity between the two even makes Shan Yatong feel unreal.
Taking out a disc and playing light music, he leaned against the window and looked up at the sky, "I really don't understand why so many people are dying for illusory love." Han Jing, Shan Yatong, and Once that crazy woman.
He still remembers that night, when there was a thunderstorm, he drank the red wine poured by the woman, watched her laugh wildly, and watched her murmuring while hugging him, I love you...
He even remembered that the glass of wine was 1982 Lafite, his favorite red wine, so he didn't seem to feel much regret when he died under a glass of poisoned Lafite.
"Don't you believe in love?" Xiao Qi even looked at the young man standing in front of the window, his heart trembled slightly.
The young man turned his head, the sun gave him a brilliant background, but his backlit face could not be seen clearly, "Don't mention love to me, that thing is something only for acting."
Lin Yuxin saw that Xiao Tianwang, who had always been smiling, smiled uglier than crying at this moment.
"You don't even believe in love, don't you feel sad?" He looked at the boy, as if he wanted him to understand the importance of love.
The young man left the window and took a slight step forward. He saw clearly that the expression on the young man's face was nothing but indifference, "Isn't a guy who believes in love but has no love more pitiful?"
"Yes," Xiao Qi even smiled and covered his eyes, "Such people are more pitiful." Yes, those who cannot love are even more pitiful.
"We are all poor people," Lin Yuxin said sarcastically as she poured wine for herself after drinking several glasses in a row, "but I don't regret being so pitiful. Confession."
Xiao Qi even moved his hand over his eyes, and looked at Lin Yuxin, who was slightly drunk. Over the past few years, he had always guessed that Lin Yuxin had someone he liked, but Lin Yuxin had never mentioned it, and he would not ask, no Thinking of it, she would say it easily today.
"Ya Tong, do you know, I found out that you have his shadow very early on," Lin Yuxin held a glass of wine, smiling very fragilely, "the way you walk, the way you smile, and the way he performs a smile affectionate."
She continued to pour a glass of wine for herself, and she looked at the young man bathed in the sun, "Ya Tong, your temperament has changed drastically after you committed suicide, and even the decoration style in the room is the same as his." After drinking the whole glass of wine, her eyes Already stained with moisture, "Brother Jing, is it you, is it you?"
She looked at the boy fixedly, her voice trembling slightly, "It's you, isn't it?"
There was a sudden dead silence in the room, and the melodious piano sound echoed in the living room, gently and comfortably.
"Sister Yuxin, you're drunk," Shan Yatong approached the sofa with a smile, her brown eyes were calm, "I'm Shan Yatong."
Lin Yuxin looked at the smiling young man quietly, looked away, and sneered, "Sister, I won't pour a thousand cups," she said, pointing to the empty red wine bottle, "How much wine do you have, take them all out, If you don’t get drunk today, you won’t return.”
Putting down the wine glass, Shan Yatong unbuttoned his cuffs, "Okay, rest here if you're drunk today, I still have a guest room." After finishing speaking, she turned around and took out 10 bottles of red wine in the wine cabinet, and said with a smile, " It would be even better if you all remember to return my red wine in the future."
Opening a bottle of 95-year-old Latour, without waiting for the best drinking time, poured it directly into three glasses, picked up the glass and drank it in one gulp, and shook the empty glass, "Sure enough, it doesn't taste better after 10 minutes, but , not too bad."
"It seems that I met two cows chewing peonies today," Xiao Qishi laughed and drank the whole glass of red wine like Shan Yatong.
"Fuck you, chew the peony," Lin Yuxin pushed the empty wine glass in front of Shan Yatong, without even looking at Xiao Qi, "Pour the wine."
The red liquid collided with the rim of the glass, making a dark sound. Shan Yatong watched the woman on the opposite side drink the red wine cup by cup, lowered her eyelids slightly, and unconsciously rubbed the rim of the cup.
The sound of the piano has been swirling, but there are indelible memories, sadness, and despair in the sound of the piano.
Leaning sideways at the speaker, Shan Yatong walked to the speaker and was about to turn off the speaker when he was held down by a hand. He raised his head in confusion and saw Xiao Qi's smiling face.
"Don't turn it off, it's not very good to taste wine and listen to music," Xiao Qi even took out a song disc, "If you don't like it, just play this one."
Shan Yatong watched his movements quietly, until the familiar singing sounded, Shan Yatong looked away, "You don't even know who he is, and you still listen to his songs?"
"I know, Jing Anjue," Xiao Qizhen shook his wine glass, and replied with a smile, looking at Shangdan Yatong's flat eyes, "The man who once stood at the top of the entertainment circle."
Hearing the name buried in his heart, Lin Yuxin, who was already drunk, raised his head and looked in the direction of the two of them, "Senior Brother Jing, you are the best entertainer, King Xiao, you are still far behind him."
Xiao Qi rubbed his forehead, sighed helplessly, turned his head to look at Shan Yatong, who seemed pitiful, "I said, how powerful is that man, that he can affect so many people?"
Shan Yatong smiled slightly, "A person who has died, that's all." He walked to Lin Yuxin, took the wine glass she was still holding, sighed slightly, picked it up and walked to the guest room.
After covering Lin Yuxin with a quilt, he was about to leave, but his sleeves were held by slender white hands. He looked sideways at the woman with closed eyes on the bed in surprise.
"Senior Brother Jing, I like you..." The trembling confession was extraordinarily clear in the empty room.
Looking at her wrist, Shan Yatong's eyes tightened slightly.
Standing at the porch, Xiao Qizhen watched the young man gently pull away the woman's hand, and then lightly adjusted the quilt for the woman, and said softly, "Sister Yuxin, you are drunk." Taking a step back, it seemed At a safe distance that the woman couldn't catch, the boy looked at the woman on the bed with mist in his eyes, "However, I believe he already knows what you want, so sleep well."
Walking into the room, closing the curtains to block the sunlight coming in, Xiao Qi even looked at the boy, "Let's go, let's continue drinking."
Back in the living room, Shan Yatong drank the wine one after another, her pale cheeks were already stained with a little blush, and the songs from her peak period were playing in the stereo, lingering in her ears every sentence, making people upset for no reason.
Frowning slightly, "I don't want to listen to this man's song, change it."
Xiao Qi stood up with a smile, changed to the light music from before, and looked at the young man on the sofa. Maybe he didn't know that at that moment, his aura didn't restrain himself at all, and people could see his arrogance at a glance. mentality
Sitting next to the boy, listening to music and drinking wine, even this would satisfy him, he couldn't help but smile wryly when he thought of it, it was something that he couldn't think of.
Although Shan Yatong's complexion didn't change much, Xiao Qizhen faintly sensed that he was in a bad mood, looking at the empty wine bottle on the coffee table, he put down his glass, looked sideways at Shan Yatong, "What are you thinking? "
The young man who was drinking looked at him with drunken eyes, and said in a daze, "What are you thinking?" Smile first, take a sip from the wine glass, "In this world, even if the sun rises every day, it won't be the same. There won't be a similar day, and how can there be people who repeat it."
"Perhaps, it's just because of being too nostalgic that you put more emotion into seeing similar people or things," Xiao Qizhen leaned on the sofa, and said with a half-smile, "Isn't it normal to be nostalgic for old love?"
Shan Yatong put down her wine glass, her drunken eyes seemed to have some kind of power to penetrate people's hearts at this moment, "But, you don't agree with it in your heart, why bother to persuade me?"
"I just think that there are flowers that can be broken straight away, don't wait for the flowers to be broken." Without refuting, Xiao Qi even looked at the young man, "If you like it, you have to fight for it without flinching, and don't let yourself have it." Chance to regret."
Shan Yatong closed her eyes, leaned against the sofa, and muttered in a daze, "Indeed, regretting that kind of thing is the most useless existence..."