Rebirth of Merry Career

A glass of brandy, without adding water or ice cubes, drinking it in one breath is like swallowing burning flames, igniting the internal organs. Zhou Jing endured it for a long time, but he still couldn't bear it. He covered his chest with his hands and coughed violently stand up.

"Slow down, don't be brave if you can't drink!" The girl glanced at him, then lowered her head, touching the cup with her pointed jade fingers, as if she was quietly thinking about something.

Zhou Jing smiled, took the wine bottle again, poured a glass, and said softly: "I never thought that a beautiful girl like you would like to drink this kind of strong wine."

The girl sighed, and said quietly: "I just want to experience the feeling of being drunk, but unfortunately, it is always difficult to achieve my wish."

Zhou Jing was slightly taken aback, then smiled and said, "You're not very young, and you have a strong tone!"

"Why, don't you believe it?" The girl raised her head, looked at him provocatively, lifted the glass, and slowly swallowed the spirit in the glass. Her movements were extremely elegant, which made people feel very comfortable.

Zhou Jing was a little absent-minded, and after a long while, his eyes moved away from her delicate lips, and he nodded, "I believe it now."

The girl smiled slightly, touched the tissue, wiped her lower lip, and said flatly: "From childhood to adulthood, I have only been drunk once, and it was on my mother's birthday. That time, we both drank too much and hugged each other for a long time. .”

Zhou Jing smiled, lit a cigarette, frowned, took a puff, and exhaled smoke rings: "Why are you crying?"

The girl laughed at herself and said softly, "Because Dad didn't come back all night."

Zhou Jing seemed to understand something, but he smiled and covered it up: "Maybe he is too busy with work. As a man, he always puts his career first, and it is inevitable that he will miss some important days."

The girl shook her head lightly, and said sadly: "This is just an excuse. If the man has not changed his mind, how can he forget to go home?"

Zhou Jing frowned, and said tentatively, "It sounds like you have a deep prejudice against your father."

The girl smiled, turned her head away, and murmured: "It's not just a prejudice, I swore at my mother's funeral that I would never forgive that heartless man in my life!"

Zhou Jing was silent, and after a long while, he dusted off the cigarette ash and said in a low voice, "There's no need for that. After all, you are father and daughter, and blood is thicker than water."

The girl waved her hand, frowned and said, "Don't try to convince me, it's impossible."

Zhou Jing smiled and said softly: "Actually, you just want him to taste the feeling of being abandoned by his relatives, right?"

The girl was a little surprised, looked at him deeply, and said in thought: "You are very strange."

"Oh, what's so strange?" Zhou Jing picked up the cup, quietly looked at the pretty face that was rosy, and felt that she was more and more gorgeous.

The girl pinched her chin with her hands, stared at Zhou Jing seriously for a while, and said softly, "Your eyes are very special, with a maturity that doesn't match your age."

Zhou Jing's heart skipped a beat, and he was extremely surprised by the girl's extraordinary insight.

However, he didn't show it, just shook his head slightly, and said nonchalantly: "Really? Few people say that."

The girl nodded with a smile, and said coquettishly: "That's right, that's how I felt when I first saw you, and now I'm even more convinced."

Zhou Jing picked up the wine glass, raised his head and drank it, and covered it up with a smile: "I have to say, your intuition is very sharp. My mental age may be older than it actually is. The main reason is that my mind is too heavy. Sometimes, often Being bothered by things that don't matter."

The girl nodded, reached out her tender little hand, touched the business card on the table, and said softly, "Zhou Jing, how old are you this year?"

Zhou Jing rubbed his nose and smiled, raised his head and said, "A man has eighteen flowers."

The girl giggled, flicked the business card with her fingers, and said in a deep thought: "At this age, it's too early to start working. Have you ever thought about going to university?"

Zhou Jing shook his head and said softly, "That kind of life is not suitable for me."

"Why?" The girl frowned slightly, as if she was dissatisfied with Zhou Jing's lack of self-improvement.

Zhou Jing grabbed the wine bottle, filled it up, and said with a smile, "If it takes four to five years just to get a diploma, it's not worth it."

The girl didn't seem to agree with his opinion, and said softly: "It's not just a diploma. In addition to learning knowledge, you can also have an unforgettable good time. It's always a pity not to go to college."

Zhou Jing shook his head with a smile, and said softly: "It's useless, you can't convince me on this issue."

The girl was slightly startled, then smiled, nodded and said: "Okay, let's change the subject, last night, why did you help me out?"

Zhou Jing fiddled with the wine glass and said with a smile, "Do you want to hear the truth or a lie?"

The girl smiled, nodded and said, "I want to hear both the truth and lies."

Zhou Jing took a sip and said casually: "The lie is that I am kind-hearted, full of compassion, and willing to help others."

The girl tilted her head and said with a smile: "It doesn't seem like a lie."

Zhou Jing smiled, and said softly: "The truth is that you are beautiful and amazing. Any man in that situation would give generously."

The girl pursed her lips and smiled. Although she didn't speak, she seemed very satisfied with the answer from her expression.

Zhou Jing took a sip of his wine and said softly, "Until now, I still don't know your name."

The girl blinked her eyes, with a sweet smile on her face, and whispered, "Chen Xuefei."

Zhou Jing recited it silently, nodded in praise and said, "Good name."

Chen Xuefei pursed her lips, and said sullenly: "What's the matter, because of this name, I used to be quite angry!"

Zhou Jing smiled slightly and asked curiously, "Why?"

Chen Xuefei stretched out her white and tender hands, combed her black hair, and said dissatisfiedly: "There is no girl who likes the word 'Concubine' in her name."

Zhou Jing smiled and said softly, "However, men like this kind of name."

Chen Xuefei smiled faintly, squinted her eyes slightly, and listened to the music in the wine. After a long time, she smiled and said: "Maybe, someone said the same thing."

Zhou Jing took a sip of his wine, smiled and said, "I can feel that you like that man very much."

Chen Xuefei glanced at him, didn't say anything, after a while, she shook her head and said, "I liked him once, I'm not sure."

Zhou Jing was a little curious, and said softly, "What kind of man is he?"

Chen Xuefei lifted the wine glass, took a sip, and said calmly: "Just like this wine, it has a strong temper."

Zhou Jing smiled slightly and whispered, "Why did you break up?"

Chen Xuefei shook her head slightly, and said sadly: "There is no such problem. In fact, we have never held hands."

Zhou Jing was a little disbelieving, and said with a smile: "It can be seen that you have deep affection for this man."

Chen Xuefei frowned slightly, and said softly: "Why do you say that?"

Zhou Jing pointed at his eyes and said with a smile, "You have been betrayed by your eyes."

Chen Xuefei let out a sigh of relief, put her hands on her cheeks, and said slowly: "We used to live in the capital, and we grew up playing games. He is like a big brother, caring for me in every possible way. However, between us The relationship between them is nothing more than that."

Zhou Jing smiled, drank up the wine in the glass, and poured another glass, with a little drunkenness in his eyes, and said with a smile: "Don't hide it, since you like it, then go and confess it, and you can't let the opportunity pass by."

Chen Xuefei played with the cup and sighed: "You are really smart, you can understand people's psychology."

Zhou Jing chuckled and said softly, "Why, have you made up your mind?"

"It's too late, I've already missed it." Chen Xuefei shook her head lightly, bit her lip, said something in a low voice, filled up the wine again, and raised her glass: "Come on, let's have a toast for the newlyweds in the distance, wish them The two of them will grow old forever and be united forever!"

Zhou Jing was a little surprised, stunned for a moment, frowned and said, "Is he married?"

Chen Xuefei nodded, with tears in her eyes, she said a little wronged: "The wedding was held yesterday, and now, it may have flown to Australia. He once said that he would take the bride to travel around the world."

Zhou Jing sighed and said softly, "Cheers!"

"Cheers!" Chen Xuefei smiled brightly, but there was a sparkle in her eyes, and her appearance at this moment was particularly endearing.

The cups collided lightly and made a ding sound. The two drank each, with a little drunkenness on their faces. Zhou Jing sighed and said, "Sometimes, there is only one chance. If you don't grasp it firmly, you will get a little drunk." Gone, never to return."

Chen Xuefei waved her hand, and said in amazement, "That's not the case. Some people are destined to become passers-by. No matter how close they have been, one day they will disappear from their lives."

Zhou Jing smiled and said softly: "I can feel it, you are in pain."

Chen Xuefei wiped the corners of her eyes with her hand, shook her head and said, "No, on the contrary, I think they are a good match, and I sincerely wish them both."

Zhou Jing waved his hand and said intoxicatedly: "Lie, you are like a wounded deer, running away far away."

Chen Xuefei giggled, with tears in her eyes, she said softly, "Maybe, even though I was mentally prepared, it will become a fact, but I still can't accept it."

Zhou Jing stretched out his right hand, slapped it heavily on the table, and said drunkenly: "Forget about him, a girl as outstanding as you is not afraid to find Prince Charming!"

Chen Xuefei shook her head lightly, bit her lip and said, "I don't need Prince Charming, I just want to go back to the past and live that carefree life."

Zhou Jing glanced at her, picked up the cup, and said softly, "Drink!"

Chen Xuefei nodded, and clinked glasses with Zhou Jing. The two listened to the music, drank in silence, each was thinking about their own thoughts, and stopped talking.

In the midst of the soft and soothing music, Zhou Jing drank another half bottle of brandy, feeling dizzy, everything in front of his eyes became blurred, unrecognizable, and the smell of alcohol was rolling in his chest and abdomen like waves The surge made him feel very sad, so he dropped the cup and lay down on the table, motionless.

Chen Xuefei smiled, stretched out her white and tender hand, pushed his shoulder, and said softly: "Zhou Jing, are you drunk? Don't get drunk, get up quickly, and drink with me, and I will give Qingyang another drink." Build a thermal power plant."

Zhou Jing coughed a few times, raised his hand, shook it lightly, and said vaguely: "Go away, go away, you super liar!"