Nightfall Chapter 98: The same is the end of the world.

Chapter 98 is also the fallen man from the end of the world

"Is Weicheng far away?"

"It is close to Pingping."

"Where is Kaiping?"

"Very close to Weicheng."

"Well, I know there is a border fortress, but before going to the border fortress, where are you Ningque?"

"In the mountains."

"Which mountain?"

"Minshan Mountain."

"Minshan Mountain is big, isn't it?"

"Nonsense."

"What about before Minshan?"

"..."

"What about before?"

"Well... I don’t remember much when I was young, I only knew I was an orphan."

The post-drunk conversation at the bar ended here. Because of Ning Que’s unclear speech after drinking, and the confusion of thinking with stubborn energy, she finally couldn’t continue to go further, Situ Yilan picked up the wet wipes and used force. Wiping his forehead bitterly, he glared bitterly at the drunk boy who was lying on the table, thinking what it was.

At this moment, Shuijiuer, who had left in the middle of the journey, arrived at the money, diminishing the embarrassment. She frowned and glanced at the back of Ning Que's head. She couldn't help but shook her head and helped him up. He picked up a wet towel in his right hand to spread his forehead, then smiled and looked at Situ Yilan, said in a small voice, "Miss Situ, he can't drink enough."

Situ Yilan had not had time to laugh, Ning Que, who was lying in Shuzhuer’s arms, woke up, his mind was confused, and he felt that his face was slightly cold and moist. Where the plumpness is, subconsciously or instinctively accustomed to clasping someone's waist with both hands, pressing the face closer, and rubbing it.

Shui Zhuer's plump bosom was squeezed a little by the juvenile's evil taste, and the small face full of delicate jasper smell showed a few touches of charming and shame, and a few touches of redness.

Situ Yilan looked at Ning Que, squinting his eyes half-fold in Shuzhu'er's arms, watching his thief hand, Xi Xicuicui, reached into the sleeve of the girl's house, and then headed for somewhere, unable to help but annoyed. Raise your head to cover your forehead, and cover your eyes by the way. After all, she is the noble lady of General Yunhu's Mansion in Chang'an. The so-called brothel search for fun is just acting as a matter of elegance. Where can anyone ever really dare to act indecently in front of her?

Of course, she knew that Ning Que had been drunk too much by herself at this time, and she was almost unconscious when she was drunk. I was afraid that she couldn’t distinguish whether she was holding her waist or a new willow, and whether she rubbed her chest or a big steamed bun. A girl who did not leave the pavilion-even the brave and chic girl who was famous in Chang'an City-the picture in front of her was really unbearable, and she stood up and pulled Ning Que up in shame, and continued to drink endlessly.

Ning Que vaguely felt that someone wanted to continue pouring his own wine, so he was willing to hold on to the water droplet on the waist and refused to let go, and his palms went under the **** and kept rubbing the girl’s soft and plump abdomen. , Muttering in my mouth, this is better than drinking, I will never drink any more nonsense.

Shui Zhuer chuckled as he touched it, hurriedly raised his sleeves to cover his lips, and said with a grin: "You will have to give you money if you touch it again."

Ning Que was low in her arms and replied in a daze, "Your brother, I am now a person with a net worth of two thousand taels of silver. I still have this little silver? If the monk can touch it, I can't touch it. How about Chunxiao?"

Shui Zhuer was a little annoyed by this, but she was confused when she heard the word monk. She raised her head and asked for help and glanced at Situ Yilan. Situ Yilan spread her hands and said angrily: "Where am I? Do you know what nonsense this is?"

Then she pressed her fingers slightly, grabbed Ning Que's front to force him up a few points, and leaned in front of his face and said loudly, "If you drink too much, go back. Isn't your family waiting for you?"

I don’t know if it’s been blown by the night wind on the fence for a long time or was shaken by Situ Yilan, or some of the keywords in this sentence touched the sensitive soul of Ning Que’s mind, I saw him After a sudden stiff body, he woke up and turned around, opened his eyes to look at the night scene outside the fence and muttered: "Yes, there are still people waiting at home."

Situ Yilan and Shui Zhuer looked at each other, and at the same time they were relieved. Where did Ning Que's two thousand taels of silver come from? It is not the focus of their concern at all. They are pleased with Jiji People finally don't have to go crazy with the poor man and the rich little master.

However, to the surprise of the two of them, Ning Que staggered to his feet, broke free of Situ Yilan’s hand, and gently avoided

Want to hold his water droplets, staggered into the building, grabbed a writing brush from the tent, tore off a page of account book paper, Yushan leaned halfway on the side of the stage, drunk with the cursive numbers, and then Said: "Send me back to Lin 47 Lane."

Shui Zhuer leaned over and saw that there were very scribbled words written on the account book paper. The frame of those words was crooked and scattered, and the threads were hanging white and unclear. If you don’t identify them carefully , I can’t tell what was written--

"Master Sangsang, I will not come back to sleep today if I am drunk. Remember to drink the leftover chicken broth stewed in the pot."

Ning Que is a very calm and self-sufficient guy with a gentle appearance. He knows that his alcohol volume is extremely poor. Therefore, except for drinking with Sangsang, there are very few situations where excessive drinking leads to out of control, but the situation is a little different at this time. , He is really too happy today, so much so that he feels lost without alcohol.

This joy from the deepest heart has nothing to do with the boundless night of the brothel, and it has nothing to do with the college classmates taking advantage of his youth to scold Fang Yao for wanton revelry, purely because he saw the thin paper in the past. In the above message, in the warm sunshine in the afternoon, he vaguely saw the direction of the door of that wonderful world. After more than ten years of desperate search, he finally saw a glimmer of hope. What is more in this world? This matter, what time is more suitable for drunkenness?

Shui Zhuer saw his cute and drunk appearance, couldn't help but laughed, and shook his head with his left arm and said, "Don't drink, I'll let the cart drive you home later."

Ning Que gently shook her hand, her palms were covered with wet sweat, only to realize that Drunken Xinming's words made sense. He squinted his eyes to hide his nervousness, pretending to be calm, and said: "No Back."

"Classmates party and have fun, it’s not good for you." Shuijiu laughed and joked: "Where is the elegance?"

Ning Que said by drinking Jin’er: “I’m just a little soldier oily stuffed on one side. How can I know what Fengya is, good sister, how about letting me be vulgar tonight?”

"Don't pretend to be crazy while drunk, when you wake up and regret it." Shuijiu laughed and said, "If you are awake, don't talk about it. What can you do if you are awkward?"

Ning Que squinted his drunk eyes and waved his hands again and again, and said with a silly smile: "That's not good, that's Sansu."

"I can't listen to these nonsense." Situ Yilan frowned, pressed his forehead to suppress the drunkenness in his lower abdomen, and said, "Ning Que, you want to be crazy, can you pick a few days?" /

Ning Que reluctantly stood up straight, and said with a long bow: "Miss Situ, this is the place you choose. If you change to another day, I really don't have the guts to accompany a girl to visit the brothel."

Situ Yilan was speechless for a while, and looked at him bitterly, thinking that you still know that you are walking around the brothel with a girl with me? Then everyone listens to the small song and sees Hu Wu talking about artistic life. Isn't it good? Why should it be so?

Fortunately, she didn't say this, otherwise Ning Que would have provoke a lot of complaints about the difference between young literary young women and normal young women, but the order of development of things.

Girl Shui Zhuer smiled and looked at Ning Que, and said sympathetically: "Ning Que, you seem to have forgotten one thing. Everyone, Jane, said that no one would be allowed to entertain you. Where can you go? "

As soon as Shui Zhuer's voice fell, she saw a arrogant and indifferent little maid holding a bowl of fishtail grass sober soup and appeared in front of everyone. This Jane’s personal maid, the little grass girl, stared coldly at Ning. Missing eyes, said: "Everyone, Jane, is not allowed to let him drink, and then Ning Que you, after drinking this bowl of sober soup, immediately go take a bath to get rid of the odor, and follow me upstairs, Jane everyone I have something to ask you."

There is a sentence pattern often used in this novel to describe the demeanor of the master, the master, the master, that is: when the time is late, then the time is fast, the voice just fell, I saw... the appearance of the maidservant Xiaocao This kind of master demeanor, what she said is also very effective, and after a word, the college students who were eager to try were persuaded by the girls beside them, and Ning Que himself let go of the grabbing hands in a dejected manner. , The whole room is quiet.

During Ning Que’s time to sober up and wash, the college students in the building would naturally have to talk about what happened before, especially those Chang'an students who knew the identity of Jane, they couldn’t help but talk to their classmates. Telling some secrets in the palace, a certain legend of the Tang Dynasty, so everyone was more curious about the previous scene.

The column is still quiet, Situ Yilan and Jin Wucai talked softly and then walked over again, standing not far from the girl Shuizier, curiously watching the leader of the city The character asked softly: "Even if Ning Que is lucky enough to fall into the eyes of Jian's family, no matter you or Lu Xue, with your current status, you don't need to deliberately please him to do something, so I'm curious why this is."

"It was an interesting thing that Ning Que was tricked into coming into the building at first. That night everyone Jane made it clear that the girls in the building were not allowed to entertain him. The other brothels in Chang'an City were fine, but the ones in our building The girl must be no one dared to disobey Jane, but he still comes to us often. What does this mean?"

Shui Zhuer's eyes flowed, and she smiled softly and said, "This shows that the young man came to chat with us girls for small talk, and we people, in fact, want to have a simple chat with people."

Situ Yilan supported his jaw and leaned against the fence thoughtfully.

Shui Zhuer smiled and continued: "We like to chat with him, because all of our chats on weekdays can't be purely small talk with our intentions. We always think about how to make those Yushi adults happy. Huangmen Shilang rejoices. And Ning Que likes to chat with us because he is under pressure and needs to use chat to relax. Now it seems that only in places like us and chatting with girls like us can he really relax."

Situ Yilan frowned, her eyes full of curiosity of the girl: "What pressure can he have?"

"I don’t know what’s wrong with Ning Que’s life, but I know there must be a problem." Shui Zhuer gradually constricted a smile, and said with pity: "In your eyes, Ning Que is a calm and simple boy, only we Only those poor people who have read all the dust can see the pity hidden in his body."

Finally, the Changan red card girl said softly: "In addition, I am also an orphan without a father and no mother."