Intoxication

Why splashed on the face several times with water, the heat of the skin went down, and the brain was awake with it.

He tightened his tie, stared blankly at himself in the mirror, slowly showing a mocking smile.

What are you afraid of, and why, the worst result is that you are already prepared.

Why turned around and left the bathroom.

Outside, a group of people was still chatting and drinking. Feng Ye had returned to his position, looking down at the mobile phone, seeing why it came out, raising his eyes, the eyes were dark and bright, hiding elusive emotions.

Song Juhan also looked back, with a vicious look as if watching the prey enter the cage.

Why did he glance at him and sit back next to him.

Song Juhan leaned slightly, and said with a smile in his ear, "You dare to lie to me."

Why didn't you say anything? Instead, you filled yourself with a glass of wine, stood up, and said humblely, "General Manager Song, elders, I'm not feeling well today. If I stay here and disappoint everyone, I want to go back to rest , I punish myself for a glass, sorry. "Why didn't wait for them to respond, and looked up and drank a full glass of red wine.

Feng Yan said, "Don't drink too much if you are unwell."

A boss echoed, "Well, go back if you're uncomfortable."

Song He stared at the reason why he drank the wine, then said blandly: "Then you go back, your body is tight."

Why did you nod your head without looking at Feng Ye and Song Juhan, and turned away.

There was a sudden crackling sound from behind, accompanied by a few exclaims.

Why didn't hesitate, looking back, Song Juhan crushed the wine glass, the glass dumpling was broken in his hand, and the wine was spilled all over.

Song He frowned. "How did you do that?"

Song Juhan smiled: "The glass is too thin." He took the towel and started wiping.

"Are you hurting your hand? You're going to a concert next month."

"No." Song Juhan shook his hand, and the red liquid on it was flowing, and he couldn't tell whether it was wine or blood.

Why the heart is tight, he pursed his lips and left.

When I got home by taxi, I took a shower and started to work. When I was restless, I could not work efficiently. Finally, he turned off the computer impatiently.

Looking at his watch, it was more than nine o'clock. With Song Juhan's character, it is estimated that he would be near his home.

He sat at the floor-to-ceiling window, watching the stars and lights outside, and suddenly had an unspeakable loneliness.

I do n’t know if there is any contradictory person like him in the world, it seems that there is nothing, and it seems that there is nothing. Of course, he never feels poor, whether it is gain or loss, joy and sadness, he mostly chooses himself. .

But somehow tonight, he suddenly wanted to see his mother, wondering if she really lived the life she wanted, on the one hand, to confirm that she was doing well, on the other hand, to see if anyone was just If you work hard, you can get what you want.

For so many years, he has avoided disturbing her. Subconsciously, he may be hiding from her, and she is also hiding from herself. Maternal love is a very abstract word for him, so that he cannot embody details.

At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps outside the corridor. The home was very quiet. The sound of the footsteps was clear and hastily followed, followed by the sound of a key inserted into the keyhole and screwed.

Why stood up, he felt the blood swelled, the temperature poured out of the body like water, and his eyes stared straight at the door.

The door was opened, and Song Juhan came in with a savage and thicker spirit than winter, and his right hand was wrapped in a few circles of harsh white gauze.

Why the knot in the throat rolled up and down, his eyes flickered and his lips shook slightly.

Song Juhan clenched his fists, watching why he was frightened and forced to calm down. Suddenly, there was a slight softness in his face, and the muscles on his face were twisted. He resisted the surging anger and slowly took off his jacket. I want to take this time to calm down even a little bit, but the alcohol is burning his blood, his thinking, something in his body is clamoring to vent.

Why not say anything, just stand and watch.

At the end, Song Juhan couldn't help and threw the thick cashmere long coat on the ground. The horn buckle hit the wooden floor and made a heavy sound. He gritted his teeth and said coldly: "You promise to never again be from now on Feng Ye contacted, I let you go today. "

Why take a deep breath: "Ju Han, I lied to you, it's my fault, but you restrict my normal communication, which is inappropriate."

"No, agreeable, suitable?" Song Juhan looked a little sloppy, "Why is it Feng Ye? You said that you and Gu Qingpei are only colleagues, I believe you, what is Feng Ye's relationship with you before? He now treats you again. What's the attitude? Can't you be **** blind? "At the end, Song Juhan was roaring.

Why he felt a tremor in his heart, he said in a deep voice: "What attitude he has towards me has nothing to do with me, Ju Han, I have said many times, I have nothing with him, why are you so aggressive?"

"Because it can't be him!" Song Juhan rushed up in a swift stride, picking up his collar with a big hand, and hit people **** the floor-to-ceiling window.

Why did his back hurt? Song Juhan's phalanx pressed his chest hard, his face changed color instantly: "Ju Han, calm down ..." There was a strong smell of wine.

Song Juhan drank too much, his alcohol consumption has always been bad, and his temper would become very irritable.

Song Juhan stared at the reason with those beautiful but vicious eyes: "Last time you got hit by a car, I was too lazy to care about you again. I repeated the words at that time. Feng and me, you can only choose One!"

Why is there a headache, and something in his chest is screaming and crashing wildly, making him feel like the whole person is about to explode.

Why is Song Juhan so asshole, why is it so ...

Six years ago, he failed Feng Xun. Six years later, Feng Xun only wanted a friend who had nothing to drink, drink and chat. Should he refuse? Is he going to block all his roads for Song Juhan?

Seeing why he was silent, Song Ju's coldness swelled and his eyes became red: "Why are you so indifferent to him ?! Why!"

Why tremble: "You are not rational, let me explain to you."

"Fuck your mother's fart!" Song Juhan yanked his body over, and pressed his face and chest against the floor-to-ceiling window.

Why do you have time to react in the future, you feel like you are next? Liang Xia, he is afraid of Song Juhan who is drunk and angry, "Ju Han, you are drunk, you let me go first!"

"What can Feng Ye give you? Is there anything he can give you and I can't?" Song Juhan acted coarsely-ruthlessly and mercilessly, and fiercely implemented his "punishment".

Why sweats came out, but at such a moment of humiliation and confusion, his brain sadly remembered the night when he reunited with Feng Ye, Feng Ye said exactly the same thing as Song Juhan.

What can he give you and I can't?

These two people are really similar in some ways ...

Why can't he quickly think about it, he was unable to withstand Song Juhan's madness, and the broken words escaped from his mouth, "Song ... Ju Han, you **** **** ..."

"Yes, I'm an asshole. I wasn't such an **** on the first day. You stayed with me as an **** for so many years. What are you? Your **** is not as good as an asshole."

Why do I just feel severe pain in my chest, and something burning in my eyes drips down my cheeks?

That's right, he's not even asshole. Shit, it's **** shit.

Song Juhan held his chin in one hand, let him look at the reflection on the glass window, and watched what the two were doing. No, it should be said what Song Juhan was doing to him.

Why did you smell the **** smell of Song Juhan's hands? His eyes were red and he had a hallucination. Song Juhan's hands were stained with his blood. When he dug out his heart, he smeared the blood.

Song Juhan's brutal voice echoed in his ears: "For a Feng Ye, you dare to lie to me, how much have you lied to me where I don't know? And kiss Zhuang Jie that bitch-kiss someone You all enjoy it, and go **** with people! Haven't you turned around me before? Have you started to get tired of my things for so many years, or have you started to want to try something new? "

Why did I bit my lip and couldn't say a word? My body hurts, but my heart hurts even more.

For many years, his heart seemed to be beating for Song Juhan, for Song Juhan, for Song Juhan's sorrow, and Song Juhan was dug out with sores, bleeding with each breath.

Why doesn't this heart die? Die, die, a hundred.

One hundred.

"You are so sao, can others satisfy you? Are you so hypocritical, do you have a face for others to look at you like?" Song Juhan kept talking bad words, but his eyes became more and more red, sweat curls It clung to his cheek, adding a little bit of embarrassment to him.

Why do you feel like your consciousness is sinking? Finally, you can no longer tell what Song Juhan said, and gradually lose consciousness.

Why do you wake up and feel that your body has fallen apart and that it doesn't hurt anywhere? It is difficult to move your fingers.

"Why brother, you are awake."

A cool voice came from the ear, so why barely opened his eyes and saw Komatsu's face.

Komatsu sighed: "Brother, your job is really a long life. Last month's concussion happened. Why did you have a fever again? It burned to 40 degrees in the morning and scared us."

Why does it open, the throat hurts hot.

Komatsu fed him a little water with a spoon: "Did you have a sore throat? It's okay, you don't need to talk, take a good rest. Brother Han invited a family doctor, and I will be with you here, oh, I call Your assistant asked for leave. "

Why do I think of what happened last night, I just feel that the cool water flowing through the throat is as painful as the knife passing.

Song Juhan ...

He couldn't describe what he was feeling now. He couldn't even lift the strength of hate and anger. He just felt deeply weak, as if he had exhausted everything and left the country to find a treasure for many years, but finally found that the treasure did not exist at all.

th.

He thought that in these years, even though Song Juhan didn't like him, at least there was a companionship, but Song Juhan could be ashamed-so much to him.

What has he lived in these six years? It was a complete joke.

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