The bright moon is like a dream among the flowers, and the drunken guest has never woken up from thousands of bottles.
Hundreds of gold have gone away, all the joy is gone, leaving only the turbulent water empty to sigh.
The red-faced Lu Yicheng leaned lightly on the railing, with his hazy drunken eyes, half awake and half crazy, squinting at the bright moon in the sky, and said to himself: "It will take a few days. The labor and management will go one step further and move to Yiguang Mansion."
The group of drunkards in the restaurant's wing were mostly immersed in the pleasures of sensuality and horse racing, or were blinded by the luxurious noise in front of them, but no one cared about it. They were walking alone on the railing of the attic. Lake, 573 toasting to the moon.
'Who says labor and capital can't reach the road to heaven that exceeds the number of tens of thousands of people! If God doesn't give it to us, we should take it ourselves! I just want to climb up and down, all the way up, and I have to trample everyone under my feet! Hahaha! '
The man's mind is already filled with endless reveries about his future ambitions.
Throughout this journey, only Lu Pei himself could understand the hardships of the journey. He gave up too much in order to climb up. Personality, dignity, pride. . . It seems that the spiritual support that he usually regards as a treasure will become less important at a necessary moment, and can always be ruthlessly abandoned by him in exchange for some rights and money donated by others.
does it worth? The simple answer of yes or no is so difficult to answer. He began to regret, began to miss, and began to hope to find it back, but that original innocence had long been lost and forgotten somewhere.
It's too late, my spirit has fallen into the abyss, and there is nowhere to turn back.
The emptiness and sinking of the soul can only be achieved through desperate pursuit of material desires, and a weird balance point that is so fragile that even oneself finds it ridiculous.
But in the end, he still found out that he would still be humiliated and stepped on.
He is not willing to give in, he is not convinced, he wants to climb up! This is his unique way of survival!
Even if it’s crawling! Even if it means giving up everything! so what?
What he wants is a sense of landing among thousands of people! What he wants is that all those who once looked down on him can only look up! He imagined he would do it! He believes he can do it! He knows this is what he wants!
soon! Everything will come true! He is extremely confident.
Wu Qisan was overflowing with ambition, and just as he was feeling a little heroic about drinking and singing, someone suddenly grabbed his trouser legs. All I saw was that the drunk man was holding Lao Lu's hairy leg and rubbing his face, talking nonsense and drunkenly: "Thank you, Yi Ke Oil will catch me and move forward together. (Boss, you have to take me forward with you)"
"Xiao Gao, hiccup!" Although Lu Pei drank a lot, his speech was still clear, "Just wait for a few years for my brother."
As he spoke, Lu Pei put his arms around Gao Wenbin's shoulders, sat next to him, and whispered into his ear: "From now on, Xiaoliang will be the boss and you will be the second child in Yujie Post, hiccup!" Patting Shi Liang's back, he said, "Don't be anxious. When that kid gets Master Zi Yan, you will be able to control this entire camp. How about that?"
"Drink, drink, drink! My remaining pot is like a wooden head, drink, drink, drink! (Okay, okay! My brother and I are on the same page, hahaha)" Gao Wenbin spoke vaguely, but he raised the wine pot in his hand and meant to Lu Pei Drink together.
"Come here, respect the hero!" Lu Yicheng was naturally a sweetheart, and he raised the porcelain pot in his hand to touch Lao Gao.
"It sounds like you are talking too much about brother Ying, but please answer me! (He is a shit hero, so you should respect the boss)" Lao Gao was talking nonsense, but he was in great spirits. He took a big drink and the wine in the pot was already low.
When Lu Pei saw how heroic this boy was, he suddenly felt like gambling. He forced himself to take a sip, downed the remaining wine in the pot, and laughed, "Come on, come on, let's drink together, we won't go home until we're drunk, hahaha."
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With the bright moon in the sky, Shi Liang was sitting alone in the small courtyard of his home, half lying on an old wicker chair, with a pot of cooled light tea beside him, as if he could regain the leisure and comfort he once had.
The stars are particularly bright tonight, either crystal white or light blue, filled with stars, and sometimes smooth and smooth.
The man shook his cattail leaf fan lightly, bored and feeling a little speechless and lonely.
The small fan was left by Lin Muyan and had always been placed in the room that basically maintained its original appearance. I don’t know what kind of fragrance the little girl has dipped into the fan. Tonight, when Shiliang fan is turned on, there is often a wisp of fragrance that seems to be there but not there.
Most of the officers and soldiers in the camp who were not on duty at night went to Mingyue Restaurant. This was Lu Pei's request. He thought Gao Wenbin was congratulating him on his victory, so naturally he would not give up until he was drunk and unable to return. Shi Liang was alone in the camp, so he simply took leave and returned home.
The silence under the night can best bring back all kinds of beautiful memories of the past, even for a rough man who has been in the military for a long time.
Shi Liang had just experienced the near death not long ago. At this moment, for some reason, his mind was filled with memories of the past. The pretty Lin Muyan smiled suddenly as she watched Yang Hao and Geng San leave yesterday. Reluctance is also in front of us, and there is still no news about the concerned little girls, Geng Er, Gao Shi, and Shi Guangzhong. . . It's like the people who left are still around.
It's a pity that memories are just memories.
When Shi Liang went through all the memories and returned them to reality, he realized that no one was still by his side.
Loneliness is like a domineering monarch. It will always come forcefully at a certain moment, forcing people who are unable to resist to accept the only creed it gives: learn to accept and endure the only loneliness that still accompanies you.
Perhaps the only thing that can resist it is the sleeping Wuyan.
While falling asleep, Shi Liang seemed to have seen a girl and was haunted by dreams.
"Xiaolan, are you okay?"
He remembered in a daze that just when he was about to be hunted by the day and night bug, he had really thought about giving up.
Give up the glory of a warrior, give up a heroic death, and live an ignoble existence.
Even if you don't deserve this soldier, you can't die easily! At least before he died, he wanted to see the girl he was thinking about again and tell her: "I like you."
"Xiaolan, I love you." The wordless and endless love can only be expressed to the galaxy in loneliness.
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The sun will always rise, no matter whether the people last night had a sad or happy day.
Before Mao Shih arrived, Shi Liang had already returned to Yujie Station early as usual.
The sleepy soldier on duty held back a half-hearted yawn as he opened the camp door for the man. Even now, the camp is still empty of people. Only a few soldiers on duty who missed the feast are still standing there weakly, waiting for the muster call that will sound every day.
The brave and capable warriors have been standing all night, and now they will feel a little wilted. However, they still cannot sleep due to the responsibilities they bear. As long as they survive the work handover after midnight, they can have three days of rest. This was Lu Pei's personal promise to them last night.
However, today's dianmao situation is a little different from the past. I don't know why, but as the hour of assembly approached, none of the platoon leaders and soldiers who left the camp last night, except Shi Liang, returned.
Most of the soldiers on the martial arts field were gone at once, leaving only a few weak remnants standing tremblingly in a sparse formation.
Shi Liang frowned, feeling a little flustered and hesitant in his heart.
What happened! If only the soldiers from other platoons were not present, he might not be completely sure, but how could he not understand the soldiers brought out by the third platoon himself?
"Brothers must have been delayed by important matters, so no one has returned until now." The man had to take the initiative to comfort everyone. He was about to step out when he spoke, and was about to do it on his behalf. But at this moment, a slightly sudden and strange sound came from the far north of Zizheng. The sound kept coming, and the sharp sound poked into the ears getting closer and closer.
"Woo-woo!" This is a special frequency band that will only be played when major changes occur in the Fierce Armor Legion! It's just that this timbre doesn't sound like the standard bugle issued in military camps in the past.
The martial arts arena exploded, and now only Shi Liang was able to stand up and lead the team.
"Wear armor!" The man didn't have time to think, and he decided! Just as he was about to subconsciously walk out of his cabin, he took a step forward and suddenly realized when his toes landed on the ground.
My mecha has been destroyed, how can I still wear it!
This is undoubtedly the most devastating fact, but the situation at this time did not give Shi Liang time to feel sorry for himself.
The man immediately changed his words: "All heavy armor soldiers obey orders! Those who can wear armor should do so as soon as possible! The rest of the people, follow me to the gate of the camp to explore the truth!" As he spoke, he cheered up and greeted everyone. One rushed to the camp gate.
The thin dust billowing in the distance is a galloping bird-like beast, taking very fast and elegant steps, rushing towards it at the fastest speed. Nearby, the man riding on the back peak was at the head of the row. He was holding the reins tightly with one hand and playing the golden suona that seemed to have been snatched from the musicians of Mingyue Restaurant with the other hand. He looked up to the sky and blew the music of the military camp. special frequency band.
The man who was flying in the wind couldn't wait for the birds and beasts to stop. He already relied on the veteran's martial arts skills to turn over and jump down. He rolled three times on the ground and unloaded. With strength, he suddenly stood up.
"Xingshou is dead!" As soon as the man opened his mouth, he let out a thunder.
"What!" Shi Liang dug his ears, thinking for a moment that he had heard wrongly.
"Xingsou died! Last night, everyone drank too much in Mingyue Restaurant - Huhu - I only found out that Mr. Lu's face was purple when he got up this morning, and his body was already cold. We need to rescue him now - Huhu - It's too late, - Huh-huh - the boss is really gone - Huh-huh -." The man was extremely tired, his breathing was confused, and it took him a long time to finish speaking.
The first person who came back to deliver the message was one of the "ten survivors". He had been following Lu Pei for a long time, so he could naturally understand Shi Liang's reaction. These words he said were repeated for a long time along the way. Shi Quan vomited it out by instinctive reaction.
As soon as the man finished speaking, his body became limp, and his stomach was churning. He immediately fell to the ground and vomited wildly, as if he wanted to vomit all the food and drinks from last night before he would stop.
"How is that possible! Teacher, he was still doing well yesterday!" Although the man said clearly, Shi Liang still grabbed the collar of the head of the row and asked angrily.
He had a deep relationship with Master Lu Pei. Yesterday, the teacher even brought a group of key members of the camp to stand up for him as a show of intimacy. However, today he heard the news of the teacher's death. How could Shi Liang be willing to believe it.
"An old waiter in the restaurant said that it was probably a sudden heart attack caused by drunkenness." The man regained his breath and said with difficulty.
