Lin Daokuan's depression was swept away, he is a typical nationalism. Although it has been nearly a year, thinking of the news of this kind in the newspapers and periodicals, I am more than happy to apply for the job: "Is this considered a biological weapon? Are we students, should we make more contributions?"
"Contribute more? Like us, it would be nice to stick to Beijing and not serve the O’Hare. Anyway, sticking to Beijing is a kind of contribution to China." The monkey's words are a bit like a slogan. This is drinking talk, but It is loud and sound.
"Fuck, to stick to Beijing, toast." The four toasted together and drank all at once.
Looking at the cans in the same place, Daluo, who has always been steady, was a little worried, "Brothers, the wine is almost drunk, let's go back, don't be unable to find the north, he was caught by the macaques and went up the mountain at night."
"That's right-just right, the fellow sees the fellow with tears in his eyes. Dal Luo, don't-don't be disappointed. It's rare to be drunk for your brothers, drunk for your confidant... Usually you are drunk for your customers." The monkey is no longer good, red He squinted his face, tilted his neck, half-opened his eyes, and spoke quite loudly.
"It's rare to be drunk for the brothers, brothers, do it." Wei Shiyun responded and took the lead in drinking. Yes, they have been drunk since leaving college. They are in the rivers and lakes and cannot help themselves. There is no such thing as a thousand cups of wine and a friend.
The sun is already westward. Although the sun cannot be seen in the birch forest, Daluo can also judge the time based on the sparse crowd. He picked up the lint on the ground, took up the remaining wine and vegetables, and threw them into the trash can.
The four people supported each other, sang Jackie Chan's "A Man Should Be Self-improvement" with their throats, regardless of the tune.
Lin Daokuan drank the most, and he didn't notice the urination coming. "Brothers, you are one step ahead. I will water the birch trees, which is also a contribution."
"Then hurry up, we'll be waiting for you at the intersection ahead." Daluo told Lin Daokuan while staggering forward with the monkey and Wei Shiyun.
"The happiest thing in life is to pee." Lin Daokuan muttered to himself after he was relieved, and he saw the setting sun along the leaves of the birch trees. Although it is not dusk yet, it is indeed the setting sun. It's as big as a fight, red, and miserable like blood... Lin Daokuan staggered and sat down. He didn't bother to get up, so he leaned on a white birch tree and closed his eyes without thinking about applications, beer, setting sun, white birch trees...
Suddenly, he felt a soft object arching under him. Lin Daokuan thought that the brothers would come to pull him, he waved, "I will take a break and leave later." After a long while, Lin Daokuan opened his eyes slightly and saw a puppy snuggling under him, snow-white, nothing. A hint of variegated color.
He felt strange and regretful, "Come early, those Peking ducks won't be thrown into the trash can." He touched the white dog's head with his hand, and he wanted to have a great dream of spring and autumn.
Bang! With a thunderstorm, Lin Daokan was so scared that he was completely sleepy. "This sun is still hanging halfway down the mountain, where is the thunderstorm? Could it be that the Beijing Military Region is doing exercises?"
He saw that a deep cave appeared in front of his body, which was not bottomless, the mist of yin and yin curled up, the white dog in his arms was trembling, and there was no more life around...
The white dog shook the hair all over his body, landed on both front legs, and squatted toward Lin Daokuan. In his astonishment, he turned into an old man with a white beard and chest, a bun, a red face, and a smiling eyebrow. The old man bowed his hand to Lin Daokuan: "Thank you, son, for saving his life."
"Help?" Lin Daokuan, who was half drunk and half awake, was puzzled, "Have I ever saved your life?" But he forgot that the old man was turned into a white dog.
"Master, can you take a step to speak? The old man's home is on the top of Wuling Mountain, only two miles away. Will you go with me?" The old man was still smiling, his face soft.
"I'm tired, I just want to sleep." Lin Daokuan glanced at the old man. Although he felt that the old man was full of youthful looks, he was so sleepy that he closed his eyes again.