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Especially long hair.

Sometimes, not to mention Wan Qing, even Ye Chen would feel the urge to go to the barber shop and get a short haircut.

After a while, Zhao Jinyu, who had dried his hair, came out with a refreshed face.

She was wearing a pajamas with a bear pattern printed on it, her hair was gently swaying, and she walked over slowly.

Compared to Wan Qing who walks carelessly, she looks much more feminine.

"Jinyu! Do you want to write a question today?"

"I've been writing all day, and I want to rest for a while at night."

"Hey—? Then we write it ourselves?"

"Well, I'll read a book next to me for a while."

"Oh, by the way, what is this?" She pointed to the glass bottle on the table, "I turned on all the lights, it looks so beautiful."

"That's wine, oh, a cocktail."

"Cocktail?" Ye Chen was full of doubts, "The wine with the tail of the chicken?"

"Pfft." Wan Qing and Zhao Jinyu laughed at the same time.

Of course, Wan Qing is much wilder than her: "Hahahaha——Ye Chen, what kind of foolish brains are you——haha, I laughed so hard, god damn chicken tail soaked in wine!"

Ye Chen was full of grievances: "The literal meaning is this, then look, deer antler wine, tiger bone wine, red bayberry wine... they are all brewed with whatever they are called, and I thought this is the same."

"No, a cocktail is a mixed drink, which contains various spirits and fruit juices. The taste is generally sweet, but don't be fooled by it. Some of them have a very high alcohol content."

"Oh...that is, it tastes like juice, but it actually makes people drunk quickly?"

"Yes, but the one I bought is not that strong. The main reason is that the fruit juice has too many ingredients, and it is more like a juice drink with a little alcohol." Zhao Jinyu patiently explained, "It is about eight or nine degrees. Alcohol is a bit higher than beer, but not too high."

"That is to say, can it be drunk as a drink?"

"Yes, would Chen'er want to drink?"

"Hmm... Shall I try?" Ye Chen hesitated for a few seconds, then nodded vigorously.

"Do you want Qing'er?"

"I don't need it. This kind of wine doesn't have any alcohol content, and it tastes sweet."

"Tch, are you afraid that you will get drunk after drinking?"

"Are you kidding me, I can drink very well!"

"Oh, is that right? One glass of red wine will get you drunk, and you can drink well. How much is red wine, Jinyu?"

"Is that the one from last time? Hmm...about fifteen degrees?"

"Oh, then this degree is not low."

"Yeah, it's not too low for someone who doesn't know much about drinking."

"You look down on me, don't you?" Wan Qing's eyes widened, "Jin Yu, I want to drink too!"

"Don't open a separate bottle for her today, it's a waste, just pour her a glass when you drink."

"No, I want to drink a bottle! Brat, I must drink you down today!"

"Why does Qing'er always like to call Chen'er 'boy', at least she should call her 'Nizi'?" Zhao Jinyu asked curiously, God knows how long this question has been held in her mind.

"That's what she is, don't pay attention to her."

"Come on! After drinking this bottle, moisten my throat. I just want to recite classical Chinese."

"Just blow it."

"Today is different from the past, last time I was not prepared, do you understand!"

"Is there any talk about whether this thing is ready or not..."

"Don't worry about it, drink, let's see who gets down first today!" Wan Qing yelled angrily.

……

49. Like a dream and like an illusion

Wan Qing raised her head and drank most of the bottle of cocktail in a 'gurgling' manner, then put down the bottle provocatively and let out a sigh of relief: "How about it, are you convinced!"

"Tch, you'll get down later."

"Then you just wait, I'll see who gets down first!" she yelled, and deliberately widened her eyes.

The lights in the living room were not turned on, and the colorful neon lights outside the window were reflected on the glass, making the already beautiful colors even more dreamy.

"Pfft."

Just when the green eyes of the two stared at the black pupils, Zhao Jinyu suddenly fell down on the table as if he lost his strength.

"Huh? No way, I remember that Jinyu can still drink a lot?" Ye Chen scratched his head in doubt, "Why...is she drunk?"

"Jinyu, Jinyu?" Wan Qing gently pushed her shoulder, but the latter didn't respond.

Ye Chen's eyes fell on the wine bottle filled with transparent liquid in her hand, and glanced at the degree marked on it by the light of the base - the number "60%" was particularly conspicuous.

"Hey, Wan Qing, look, what does this mean? Sixty degrees?"

Wan Qing tilted her head and glanced at the wine bottle with a little liquid in it, and was startled: "Fuck, isn't this vodka? Why is it mixed in a bunch of cocktails?"

"Sixty degrees! Will you be poisoned by alcohol?" Ye Chen suddenly became nervous.

"Jinyu, Jinyu? Are you okay?" Wan Qing hurriedly pushed her body again.

Fortunately, this time, she responded, which made both of them a little relieved.

"Um...Mm...it's okay..."

"Why did you drink the wrong wine?"

Zhao Jinyu supported the table vigorously, and sat up straight with great difficulty: "Bottle... the same...forget it."

"It's okay, do you want to go to sleep for a while?"

"It's okay." Zhao Jinyu took a deep breath, patted his cheek lightly, leaned against Wan Qing's shoulder with a slightly reddish cheek, and smacked his lips vaguely.

"Did you drink too much?"

"Um……"

"How about going to bed and falling asleep?"

"Yeah, go to sleep." Ye Chen hurriedly said.

"No... I don't want to go to bed." Zhao Jinyu leaned back on the table again, rested his chin with his palms, put his legs together under the chair, and muttered.

"Sixty-degree wine...that sip just now must have been two taels." Wan Qing touched Zhao Jinyu's hot forehead as if he had a fever, and persuaded, "Go to sleep, or it will be very difficult later. Uncomfortable."

"Don't sleep." Zhao Jinyu shook his head slowly, "Actually, my consciousness...is still very clear."

"By the way, why did you bring out so many cocktails today? Where did they come from?" Ye Chen asked suddenly, lest he could only hear Zhao Jinyu's slightly heavy breathing.

"Hmm! I deliberately asked my dad to send it here."

"It's quite strange...but why do you want to buy this all of a sudden?"

"I wanted to buy it last month, but it just arrived this month...so today I want...want to have a drink with...uh..."

Wan Qing rested her chin, wondering if Zhao Jinyu might be a girl who likes to drink.

"It's mainly like this, it's very...atmosphere." She tilted her head and looked at Ye Chen, "I want to tell some...interesting things I met when I was young."

"What's interesting?" Wan Qing picked up the cocktail and took another sip.

Zhao Jinyu tried his best to straighten up again, but he only lasted for two seconds before leaning back on the chair: "Huh...you never encountered...that kind of, very interesting, very, very miraculous...what's the matter? ?Um……"

"It's amazing, very interesting?" A lot of chemistry and physics experiments that he could do at home when he was a child popped up in Ye Chen's mind, and he also thought of a picture of a group of playmates gathering together and colliding with each other with magnets.

"Well...for example, you guys, have you ever heard of... the ninth floor?"

"Ninth floor?"

"Yeah, the ninth floor is a, uh... a very magical... magical."

Ye Chen covered her forehead, she was sure that Zhao Jinyu must be drunk right now.

"How amazing?" Wan Qing hiccupped and asked as she leaned back on the chair—it seemed that she was also a little bit drunk.

"The ninth floor... appears randomly, in the open space! Or... in which building it is attached." Zhao Jinyu bit his finger lightly, as if trying to make himself less stuttering, "When in the open space, you will There is one building, nine floors, but below, eight floors, empty...only the frame...only the ninth floor...something, if attached, in other buildings...for example...a five-story building, The house will become... with nine floors."

"Sounds like a horror story..." Ye Chen sneezed.

"No... the ninth floor is a place that only children can go to."

"Is there something fun and delicious?"

"No, it's... a place where children can choose... whether to hurry up or not, and grow up."

"what?"

"If you want to, grow up quickly, and you will... grow up all of a sudden."

"Ah...that's very troublesome, I suddenly became an adult."

"However, if you don't want to be an adult, you can go to the ninth floor and change back."

"What if I can't find it?"

"If you can't find it... there's nothing you can do."

Although it doesn't seem like a horror story, but thinking about the principle of the so-called ninth floor, and thinking about why it is done like this, it makes Ye Chen feel chills inexplicably.

In short, it seems to be an uncomfortable urban legend.

But for children, it may be quite yearning.

Adults always want to go back to childhood, but children always want to grow up quickly.

Because adults always say to children—you will know when you grow up, you can do this when you grow up, and you will be able to do this when you grow up...

So growing up in the minds of children has become a very yearning thing.

What they yearn for is not growing up, but the freedom they can get when they grow up.

But in fact, when you grow up, you will only get more restraint, not freedom.

"So did Jinyu find the ninth floor when he was a child?"

"Nope..." Zhao Jinyu shook his head, his neatly combed long hair became a little messy at this moment.

"Speaking of this kind of legend, I know of another one!"

"What?" Wan Qing frowned, because she didn't think of any similar urban legends.

"Hey, Wan Qing, don't you know? Oh, maybe you forgot, you'll know when I say it, it was when I was a child, a child said it... I forgot his name, anyway, we all call him Hei Winter melon."

"Oh, him." That memory suddenly flooded back, Wan Qing said with a smile, "I know what you're going to say, is it the island in the sky that he was talking about."

"Yes! He said that he has been to the island in the sky. As long as the island appears, the reflection reflected in the water can be teleported to the island. There are a group of carefree people living there. There are castles. There are wheat fields, windmills and so on..."

"Well, then he said that if he could go to the island again, he could live there forever."

"Yes, yes." Ye Chen nodded vigorously, then smiled, "But I found out later that his grandfather told him the story, and he has never been to any island in the sky."

"After all, there is nothing special on the island in the sky, only a peaceful life, and people of his grandfather's age always like to tell such stories." Wan Qing, whose face was already flushed, hiccupped, "All these It's a beautiful fantasy woven by people, and then spread."

"Some of them might be true!"

"Jin Yu said that too?" Wan Qing was a little surprised, "I thought you were materialistic."

"No...some things that can't be explained exist, exist, but you can't just say that because you can't explain, that's not materialistic." She pouted her mouth and wrinkled her nose seriously, "It's true, I know, there is a thing when I was a child..."

Zhao Jinyu, who was drunk, seemed to be able to barely guarantee a certain logic and word order when speaking. As for the words...it was so barren that it didn't look like her usual.

"What's the matter? Isn't it a scary story?" Ye Chen asked curiously and nervously.

"No, no, no." Zhao Jinyu shook his head vigorously, probably feeling dizzy, and quickly covered his head, letting the smooth black hair slip from his fingers, "At that time, I, one of the friends around me, There was such a rumor all the time... Oh, I was in...elementary school, fourth grade..."

"Ok?"

"There is a colorful ant... If you see it, you can live an extra life..."