"What do you mean I can't drink? I just don't drink liquor very often." Zhang Fan curled his lips and said helplessly.
In the past, when he went out to eat with his roommates, he always drank beer, rarely liquor, and he didn't like the pungent smell.
"If you don't know how to drink, you just don't know how to drink. Why are you always making excuses? I don't know how to laugh at you, hahaha." Although Ma Ling'er said this on the surface, she was actually smiling very happily.
The smile in his eyes was undisguised, and he was openly mocking Zhang Fan.
"You still said you didn't laugh at me? Your eyes are so full of laughter." Zhang Fan shook his head bitterly, feeling very tired.
What's wrong if you don't know how to drink liquor? Is it bothering you? I'd better eat your rice. Ahem, don't mention it, I will actually eat Ma Ling'er's rice.
"Okay, Sister Ling, it's whatever you say. It's up to you."
"You will bully an honest and honest person like me." Zhang Fan sighed and drank all the liquor in the glass.
After drinking the white wine, his cheeks turned slightly red, and he was obviously a little uncomfortable with it. Seeing Zhang Fan drink nearly a full glass of liquor in one gulp, Ma Ling'er smiled even more happily. Not to be outdone, she filled a glass for herself and drank it all in one gulp.
After drinking one glass, Ma Ling'er poured herself another glass of white wine without any hesitation and drank it in one gulp.
She drinks wine faster than she can drink water. Zhang Fan was shocked when he saw it. Good guy, so cruel?
You don’t even blink when you drink liquor? Zhang Fan saw Ma Ling'er drinking liquor so hard that he was a little worried whether her body would be damaged by the alcohol. He quickly reached out to stop her, grabbed the bottle from Ma Ling'er, and scolded: "You can forget it." No matter how much you like to drink, you can't drink like this, right? Be careful of drinking your body badly."
"Hey, are you caring about me?"
"I didn't expect you, a mortal, to learn to care about others. I always thought you were an old straight man!" Ma Ling'er pretended to be surprised and her eyes widened.
"I have always cared about you, but you didn't take it seriously." Zhang Fan hid the liquor bottle behind his back, for fear that Ma Ling'er would continue drinking.
Drinking this kind of liquor one by one is very harmful to the body.
"Really? Why didn't I know?" Ma Ling'er smiled.
"Tell me, you must be here for more than just drinking with me today? There must be other reasons." Zhang Fan scratched his head, feeling that Ma Ling'er must have other important matters when she came to him for a drink in the middle of the night.
"Can't I have a drink with you if nothing happens?" Ma Ling'er rolled her eyes at Zhang Fan, then held a bottle of beer, approached Zhang Fan, leaned her head against him, and said, "I just miss you."
"Miss me? Haven't I always been here?" Hearing this, Zhang Fan was speechless for a moment and didn't understand why Ma Ling'er said that.
"You know... how much I missed you during the year you were gone."
"All of them said you were dead, but I didn't believe it. I always felt that you were by my side and accompanying me." Ma Ling'er's voice gradually became lost, and her words were trembling, as if she was thinking of some painful past events. .
"I feel very sad, it's so crowded here." Ma Ling'er covered her chest with her left hand, and held Zhang Fan's palm tightly with her right hand, saying with a gloomy expression.
"I asked my ancestor. She was proficient in divination and said that you are really dead."
"I'm very sad and desperate. I don't know why God would do this to you."
"But it's okay now. You're finally alive, and you can continue to stay with me again." Ma Ling'er said with a choked voice.
The words were full of sadness and sadness, as if he wanted to tell Zhang Fan all the feelings of missing him this year.
The greatest pain in the world is probably this. The person you like is separated by yin and yang and will never meet again. Missing is like a poisonous snake wrapped around the heart, it will only tighten as time goes by, torturing those who survive all the time.
Ma Ling'er's voice was trembling and a little choked as she told Zhang Fan what happened during the year. She once stopped at the door of Maoshan Incense and Candle Shop for a long time, and also went to the room where Zhang Fan stayed in the Prosperous Huating.
I went to many places that Zhang Fan had been to before. Eat what he likes to eat and see the scenery he likes to see.
Try to be friends with people he knows. Zhang Fan's death was the biggest regret and sadness in her heart.
Now that Zhang Fan can survive successfully, she is really happy, so happy. By the end of Ma Ling'er's story, tears had already blurred her eyes, and her words were even a bit tongue-tied, and her speech was very unclear.
Zhang Fan looked down and found that she was drunk at some point. It was obvious that she was holding on to the few glasses of white wine she had just drank. Now that the alcohol was getting stronger, she naturally became drunk.
The drunken Ma Ling'er's face was red, exuding a hint of drunken coquettishness. Seeing this scene, Zhang Fan let out a long sigh, gently wiped the tears from her eyes, and slowly laid her on the bed.
At an inadvertent glance, Zhang Fan suddenly discovered that a lot of Ma Ling'er's hair had turned gray.
These gray-white hair strands are hidden deep in the black hair, making it difficult for outsiders to spot them if they don't look carefully.
How old is Ma Linger this year? How come you have so many gray hairs at such a young age? Seeing this, Zhang Fan's breathing quickened a little, and inexplicable sadness arose in his heart.
Ma Ling'er must have been heartbroken in the year after her death, otherwise she wouldn't have had such a head full of gray hair.
She didn't expect that her weight in Ma Ling'er's heart would be so heavy. But shouldn’t this kind of liking come from the curse of fearful clowns?
Logically speaking, before her death, Ma Ling'er had lost all memories about him. Although after their death, their lost memories revived again.
But the revived memory should not continue to like me. Is it possible that Ma Ling'er and the others really fell in love with her?
Maybe, that's it. They should really fall in love with themselves, otherwise they wouldn't pay so much for themselves.
Thinking of this, Zhang Fan felt both distressed and moved. Ma Ling'er was lying on the bed and had already fallen asleep.
Her light breathing seemed rhythmic, and her small red cherry mouth opened and closed, exuding seductive attraction, making people want to kiss her a few times.
Zhang Fan pulled the quilt from the side, covered Ma Ling'er gently, and then tidied up her messy hair.
After doing this, Zhang Fan slowly stood up and looked at the liquor on the table. He opened the half-empty bottle of white wine, poured himself a glass of wine, and drank it all in one gulp.
The spicy taste spread in his mouth instantly, making him uncomfortable and even coughing directly.
But... after drinking this glass of wine, Zhang Fan suddenly frowned and looked at the wine glass in his hand with a surprised look on his face.
Because, he felt that the spicy feeling that stimulated the taste buds when he drank this glass of wine was not as rich and strong as the first glass.
The taste has become much weaker, as if water has been mixed into it and it has become fake wine.
"There's something wrong with the taste." Zhang Fan turned the liquor bottle around and found that it was Erguotou. Why did it taste so weird?
Thinking that he had drunk fake wine, Zhang Fan opened another bottle of Erguotou Baijiu and poured himself a glass.
After finishing the glass of wine, Zhang Fan's brows furrowed even more tightly. Because the taste of this glass of wine is also much lighter.
It was even lighter and tasteless than the second glass of white wine, as if it had more water in it. Zhang Fan's expression changed, as if he had thought of something.
Maybe it wasn't the wine that was the problem, but something was wrong with him. In order to confirm his conjecture, Zhang Fan opened several bottles of beer one after another and drank them all next to each other. He found that these bottles of beer had no taste at all, as if they were drunk coldly.
no taste. All tasteless. Could it be that there is something wrong with my sense of taste? Zhang Fan stood up quickly and took out a large handful of garlic from his system backpack. He didn't even bother to peel off the garlic skin. He threw it directly into his mouth and chewed it.
But after chewing a few mouthfuls, he spat it out. Even garlic, which has a strong pungent smell, has no taste in your mouth, just like chewing white wax, which is very uncomfortable.
"There is something wrong with my sense of taste. I can't taste the taste. Obviously... I was fine just now, but why now..." Zhang Fan's face suddenly changed, and he clenched his fists, not knowing at all what he was doing. what happened.
While his face was full of shock, he suddenly felt a trance in front of his eyes, and the color of the surrounding light quickly turned into black and white at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Whether it's the bright lights, the colorful pictures in the room, or the colors all turn into black and white.
"Why is everything here in black and white... Could it be... that there is something wrong with my vision?" Zhang Fan spread his hands in front of his eyes and opened his fingers in disbelief. He saw His skin, which should have been the color of flesh and blood, turned into a cold black and white.
It seemed that, from unknown time on, all the colors in the world in his eyes had been stripped away by an unknown force.
At this time, Zhang Fan was a little panicked and uneasy. He didn't know what was wrong with him. But before he could be anxious for too long, suddenly his eyes were in a trance again, slowly distorting, and accompanied by a loud tinnitus, the world in front of him began to change from black and white to color again.
All the colors, all the brilliance, were restored. The black and white faded very quickly.
Seeing that his vision returned to normal, Zhang Fan's heart was beating wildly and cold sweat broke out on his forehead. Without any hesitation, he hurriedly picked up the bottle of liquor, without even caring about pouring it into the cup, and started drinking directly at the mouth of the bottle.
Now that vision can return to normal, can taste also return? As the liquor poured into his mouth, an indescribably rich and spicy smell swept over him. Zhang Fan choked and coughed, vomiting all over the floor.
Apparently, as his vision recovered, so did his sense of taste.
"Why is this happening? Is it because I'm too tired?" Zhang Fan wiped the sweat from his forehead and muttered to himself.
He didn't think in a bad direction, he just thought that maybe he must be exhausted these days and that's why he had hallucinations.
Yes, that must be the case. You must know that he has always been in good health, healthy and free from disasters and diseases.
"It seems it's better to go to bed early. I'm really tired." Zhang Fan swallowed, put the wine bottle in his hand on the table, turned off the light in a hurry, and lay down on the bed.
Because Ma Ling'er was still on the bed, the bed seemed a bit crowded. Zhang Fan put his body close to the side of the bed and did not get close to Ma Ling'er. After a while, he fell into a deep sleep.
