Chapter 287 How to relieve worries?

Thousands of miles of yellow clouds and white sun, north wind blowing wild geese and snow.

This winter is really cold, but people's hearts are really warm.

Mu Yuze and the ice room light sat on an ancient acacia wooden table and looked at each other. Their eyes were very similar, with appreciation, recognition, and a trace of unknown sadness.

If you only look at these eyes, I'm afraid that anyone will regard these two very different people as one, because these eyes are so similar that they are vividly carved in a mold. The only difference is that there is still a trace of vicissitudes in Mu Yuze's eyes.

He is young, but his heart is no longer young. No one can be young after so many ups and downs. The word "young man" no longer belongs to him.

The wine and dishes have been fully prepared. Large pieces of beef tenderloin, spicy venison, sea cucumber soup, abalone shark fins, and steamed crabs. I'm afraid that the Manchu and Han banquet of the emperor of the world are nothing more than this. However, there is a plate of tea-flavored edamame in front of Mu Yuze. This edamame is a wonderful product born in the rain and dew of Kunlun. This tea is an old Longjing, and people only know how to drink. I have to eat meat, but I don't know how to enchant the taste of edamame with a glass of wine.

The dishes are still so rich that wine is naturally indispensable. This wine is the best aged wine. It is not mixed with a trace of water, but when it smells the long-lasting aroma of wine, it already makes people drunk. There is wine, and naturally there are people who drink.

Bing Fengyi, Duanmu Junxi, Feng Huayi, Li Lesheng, Bingning, summer sunny...

These days's proud sons sit on this wide acacia wooden round table, looking at each other, and there is a faint pleasant smell in the depths of each other's eyes.

It's naturally happy to drink, but I'm afraid it's happier to be able to drink with your confidants.

The ice room smiled and drank up the sea bowl in front of the table without letting a trace of wine fall. Looking at his heroic appearance, he seemed to be a drinker for many years. He knew that this wine was not wasted.

Mu Yuze also smiled. He admires the swordsmanship of the ice room light, but he admires the heroic appearance of the ice room light drinking. Usually, he sees some pretentious vulgar people frowning with a small glass of wine, trying to let people know that he is also a person who knows about wine, but he does not know that this kind of behavior is even more disgusting in the eyes of drinkers.

"Bing Brother is a good drinker! I'm afraid I can't get drunk today. Mu Yuze suddenly raised the green jade wine bowl in his hand, and the three taels of Fen wine was swallowed by him. Even the speed of drinking was a little faster than the light in the ice room.

Some people drink very fast, but they don't drink, but gritt their teeth to swallow the wine, which is ruining the wine, but Duanmu Junxi and Bingshiguang know that Mu Yuze is really tasting the wine, because the intoxication on his face and the taste on his face are not pretended by those who pretend to be.

"Good!" The ice room shouted loudly, and a thick white fog gushed out of the air. The weather was already very cold, but he still opened his chest and had only a thin fox fur coat on his body. He had another bowl of wine. This time, the speed of his drinking did not have to be slow at dusk. A bowl fell on the table, and his knife-like face There has been a faint blush on the pang.

"Others say that a thousand cups of wine are less when you meet a confidant. When I meet a real gentleman like Mu Yuze, I'm afraid I will drink ten thousand cups of ice room light." Bingshiguang actually ignored the rich meal on the table. In his eyes, there was pain, reminiscence and deep attachment, but he was not alone.

Mu Yuze looked at these complex eyes, and a little sadness appeared in the depths of his eyes. He suddenly found that the ice room light was a poor person.

He has unparalleled talent, unparalleled talent and sharp will, but he can't even protect a small pure land. This kind of pain is heartbreaking.

Mu Yuze patted the shoulder of the ice room light and shouted, "It's my great luck to meet such an affectionate and righteous man as Brother Bing. These three cups are my respect to Brother Bing."

After saying that, Mu Yuze actually grabbed the two-foot-high wine jar, patted the mud on the altar, and poured wine into the bowl. He also drank it all. This time, Mu Yuze drank three cups.

You should know that this wine has not been mixed with water at all, but is the purest wine. Even those old drunkards soaked in the wine will never dare to drink more, and Mu Yuze actually drank three cups in one breath. This kind of courage and this kind of heroism are no longer comparable to the prince who is praised by the stars under the sky.

"Okay, I'll drink with the gentleman today." The ice room light also grabbed the wine jar and looked up to the sky and drank three bowls. When he looked up, no one saw that the hot tears of the ice room light had dripped into the wine bowl. He knew that Mu Yuze understood his sadness and pain, but he did not say, and he did not sympathize with himself.

Sometimes sympathy is more uncomfortable than killing a person.

If you have such a confidant, even if there is great sadness, you will not feel cold!

Mu Yuze stood with a smile. He knew that this iron man would no longer be lost. Such a person would never die, because there was a burning heart in his heart. At this moment, he was really happy for the ice room light.

But has he ever thought about himself, the ice room light is heartache, and his pain has never been a little less than the ice room light? Why has he been facing each other and forgetting himself?

There is no answer to all this.

Mu Yuze still bowed his head to drink. Although his eyes were bright, he was already a little confused. He was already a little drunk.

Seeing the two people drink dozens of Fenjiu as soon as they come and go, Fenghua is secretly shocked. Compared with his strength, he is confident that he will not lose to any of the two people, but he is afraid that he is not as good as the two people.

"Brother Mu and Brother Bing's wine power is the best I have ever seen." Feng Huayi sighed softly, and Xia Qing also nodded secretly, and they also believed this.

How can he know that people who drink a lot are often sad and heartbroken people.

Li Lesheng sat peacefully on a plate and picked up the wine cup on the table from time to time. Everyone had three or two cups of drunkenness, but his face was only sober. His sharp eyes had narrowed slightly. His sight had not left the evening rain, and there was a faint smell of conspiracy.

"How to solve worries, only Du Kang! I didn't know until today that wine is the best thing in life. Mu Yuze still did not move his chopsticks. In his eyes, there seemed to be only wine left, which was the only thing that could relieve his sorrow.

"Wonderful, wonderful, wonderful, indeed wonderful, but anyone who knows wine does not know the benefits of wine." The ice room light also said loudly.

The two people came and went together and didn't know what riddles they were playing. Everyone present was quite ambitious, but for a moment no one could see what the two were talking about.

But Bingning seemed to understand a little. Her autumn-like eyes looked at the evening rain gently, and the pity was no less than love, and the two together were not sad.

Sadness, what kind of pain it is when you find that your beloved man borrows alcohol to relieve his sorrow for other women, and Bingning's beautiful face still has a faint smile.

This kind of pain must be much more painful than heartbreaking.

Mu Yuze is still drinking. Even if his wisdom is extraordinary, how can he understand the girl's exquisite thoughts? He can't see the love of Bing Ning, but he has been slow to shirk it, just because she doesn't want to pull this woman as bright moon and jade into her life.

His life is already scarred. How can he make such a kind girl suffer?

But he will never know that affection is often more hurtful than ruthlessness.

The yellow clouds are in the day, the autumn wind is cold, and the geese in the north move towards the warm south, which is their destination and the other side of happiness.

Is the happiness of the evening rain and ice also in the far south?

The wind is getting bigger...