If love has a destiny

The two cheered up!

"Hehe -- it's really good to drink! Really good! " Zhao Muchen narrowed his eyes and said with a smile. He had a vague and illusory feeling in his mind, "wine is really a good thing, a good thing!"

"Yes, wine is a good thing. Sometimes, wine can bring us unexpected happiness!" Concise again filled Zhao Muchen with wine. "You should know the poem drunken song. The poem says: 'everyone gets drunk when he is not drunk, and Liu Ling is ashamed of drinking a thousand cups. Invite Chang'e to the moon, and the river will be sad in the wine. Cooking sheep and slaughtering cattle is fun. You will have to drink thousands of cups. Don't laugh when you're drunk on the table. How many people can relieve the deep taste of wine? "

"Ha ha -- good wine, good poetry -- 'sitting and lying often carry a pot of wine without teaching your eyes to know the imperial capital. Xu Da, whose surname is unknown, is one of the evacuees. " The ancients were bold and unrestrained. By contrast, we live too cautious and completely lose ourselves! " Zhao Muchen raised his head and sighed, "lost himself!"

"Let's return to ourselves tonight and have a good drink!" Succinctly, he filled his glass again, "assistant, I respect you. You are the man I respect most. Your personal charm, your acting style and the man's power radiated from you are full of attraction! You are the best of men! "

"Ha ha, ha ha --" Zhao Muchen suddenly laughed, "I am very... Product?! Ha ha -- ha ha -- "

Zhao Muchen's laughter sounds so scary! This laughter seems to contain too much pain and helplessness!

"Of course, assistant -- you're the best of men! I always think so! " Succinctly looked at him and said, "I don't think there is a second man in Jiangyou group that can compete with you -- all men will be eclipsed in front of you --"

"Ha ha --" Zhao Muchen laughed again, looked up to the sky and smiled, and then tears wet his cheeks!

He felt that concise words were like a kind of irony! A great irony! What kind of... Product is he?! An old man, an old man who is good for nothing without his coat of power! What are you talking about?! That's ridiculous!

His wife doesn't want him, and his lover doesn't want him. Now he is about to face a break in his family and even a sharp decline in his career! He is likely to fall from peak to trough, from high power to a prisoner! All this can happen in a very short time. When he falls from the altar of power, is he still very... Product?! No, at that time, he was nothing. He was just a piece of shit! Worthless shit! A hypocrite despised by thousands of people!

"Assistant, you -- what's the matter with you?!" Concise was so frightened by his smile that he looked at him strangely.

"Director Jane, you -- you're so interesting! What kind of... Product am I?! The best of old men?! Ha ha -- "Zhao Muchen smiled again, and the tears still hung in the corners of his eyes.

"Of course, you're not old. How can you say you're old?! You are the most brilliant age in a man's life! Only when a man is your age can he be really attractive! Young men are too impetuous, lack the accumulation of life, and not calm enough. You are the most stable man with accumulation and connotation. You are the best... Product among men. I'm right! " Concise looked at him and said, with full admiration in his eyes.

"Standing on the altar of power, everyone will shine --" Zhao Muchen said, "director Jian, you too! In the eyes of most men, you are also the most... Product among women! You are the most beautiful season in a woman's life -- "

"I'm so happy to hear that! High mountains and flowing water meet a bosom friend -- assistant, let's have another drink! " Said concisely and excitedly.

"Good! Cheers! " Zhao Muchen boldly raised the glass, touched it with succinct force, and then drank the wine with his head up.

The stamina of the wine is very strong. Zhao Muchen has felt that his brain is beginning to feel dizzy, and everything in front of him feels a little shaking.

Drunk, really drunk! He said to himself, can't drink, can't drink!

However, there was another voice in his heart saying to him, drink, drink, get drunk now! Get drunk once today!

"Assistant --" concise moved his chair closer to him, "I see that you have something in mind. Tonight, you have something in mind. If you trust my simplicity, you can say it and speak out your inner pain. As long as you say it, you'll feel better --"

Zhao Muchen shook his head, smiled and said, "no, I have no pain. What pain can I have?! Drink! Don't get drunk today! "

Concise thought that Zhao Muchen had drunk almost and would begin to talk about his heart. Unexpectedly, Zhao Muchen's mind was still clear, he could control himself, lock his heart and wrap himself. It seems that you still haven't drunk enough!

"OK, drink!" Concise poured him wine again, but this time she pressed Zhao Muchen's hand to prevent him from drinking the wine so quickly, "assistant, it seems too monotonous for us to drink like this. Why don't we play a game! Lost drinking! How's it going? "

"Hehe, play games?! What game?! " Zhao Muchen said faintly drunk.

"Truth is a big adventure. We guess boxing. Who loses, who drinks, and we have to accept questions and tell the truth, okay?!" Concise said with a smile.

"Truth?! What truth?! This is not easy to play, not at all! " Zhao Muchen shook his head and said, "drink when you drink. It's hard to say what's true!"

Concise look, Zhao Muchen disagrees, or wrap himself! As the saying goes, he is really drunk. There was no relaxation of vigilance.

"Then play a simple game, scissors, stone, paper, who loses, who drinks, how about it?!" Concise smiled and said, "this is simple!"

"Hehe, good! Come on, who loses, who drinks! " Zhao Muchen said with a smile, "don't cheat!"

"Of course, if you don't cheat, who cheat is the dog!" Succinct smiled.

"Good! Come -- "Zhao Muchen readily agreed.

"Scissors, stone cloth!" Zhao Muchen immediately stretched out his hand and shouted.

When Zhao Muchen's scissors came out, she slowly gave out the cloth and deliberately pretended to lose.

"Hehe, you lost, you drink!" Zhao Muchen smiled.

"Of course, I lost, I drink!" Simply drank the wine in the glass.

After they were full of wine, they began again.

In the second round, Zhao Muchen lost.

"Drink!" Succinct smiled and naturally patted the back of Zhao Muchen's hand, "who asked you to return the scissors?! Wouldn't you change it? "

"Ha ha -- OK, change it. Change it next time. I promise I won't let you win!" Zhao Muchen drank the wine in the glass and said dimly.

In the third round, Zhao Muchen changed into a stone, but he lost again! What is concise is cloth.

"Assistant, you lost again!" Succinct smiled and said, "let me help you drink. I'm afraid you drink too much!"

"No! If you lose, you have to drink. Who wants you to help?! A big man has a drink -- what, what?! " Zhao Muchen shook his head and drank the wine.

"Assistant, good drink!" Concise said with a smile, "but you really drink too much. You can't drink any more. If you want to drink, you can't go back tonight!"

"No matter -- drink!" Zhao Muchen said, "come again, I'm sure to win you!"

Concise picked up the wine bottle and found that he had drunk almost all the wine. Zhao Muchen drank most of this kilogram of wine. It's strange that he wasn't drunk?!

"OK, come again --" terse smiled.

In the fourth round, brevity lost.

"Ha ha, you -- drink!" Zhao Muchen said happily, almost laughing!

"OK, I'll drink!" Brevity finished the wine in the glass without saying a word! After drinking, she poured the cup and shook it in front of Zhao Muchen, "there's no drop left!"

"Good drinking capacity -- good drinking capacity --" Zhao Muchen said. His tongue was a little big, and the simplicity in front of him became blurred.

"Assistant Zhao, the wine is almost finished. Shall we stop drinking?! You've drunk too much! " He looked at him and said.

"Not drunk -- I'm not drunk --" Zhao Muchen stood up shaking and reached for the wine bottle. He wanted to see if there was really no wine in the wine bottle. "Bring wine again -- bring wine --"

"Assistant Zhao, stop drinking. You're really drunk!" Jane stood up and held him.

Zhao Muchen could not stand steadily, and his body was shaking. But he still shouted to drink and drink!

Hold him and let him sit down. She was afraid that he would fall to the ground.

Zhao Muchen is very tall and concise. He looks very petite standing beside him. It's still a little hard to hold him.

"Assistant, you sit down!" Succinctly said, "be careful, be careful not to fall --"

"No -- it's okay -- I'm okay --" Zhao Muchen said vaguely with his eyes closed. "I'm okay -- bring wine, bring wine --"

Concise managed to hold him firmly in the chair. Zhao Muchen's red cheeks were hazy and his breath was so hot. However, his tightly locked eyebrows made him look so melancholy, and his mood was not released at all.

Is it really a cup of sorrow?! The simple heart instantly had a deep pity for him. This man must have accumulated too much pain in his heart, but he can't be humane.

Men always like to wrap themselves with a hard shell to make themselves look so strong and powerful. In fact, men's heart is sometimes more fragile and painful than women! Women can cry bitterly, talk to their best friends and get released. As for men, he would rather be depressed and heal alone, just like Zhao Muchen now. He clearly has deep pain in his heart, but he still wraps himself so tightly without Ruth.

She could not help but put her arms around his head and gently stroked his eyebrows. She hoped that he could relieve his inner pain. Even crying and shouting were better than silting up in her heart.

"Assistant --" terse whispered, "you're too tired --"

Zhao Muchen's brain is already a piece of paste, chaotic. However, he felt a warm hand touching the center of his eyebrows, so gentle. This feeling is very kind, familiar, warm and intimate.

He seems to see Yuwei girl appear in front of his eyes, gently massaging his hot head, helping him relieve his inner unhappiness--

"Oh -- girl --" he closed his eyes and murmured vaguely. Then he put his hands around the woman's waist and buried his head deep in her chest.