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Maybe it's because of Tie Hanhan,

Boss Zhou's perspective on the world has changed a bit, especially when he looks at "people".

Here, a person is a broader concept, it can be a living person or a dead person, a man or a woman;

at the same time,

There can also be good people and bad people.

The stronger the person, the taste is hard to say, but it is true that the value of eating should be greater.

If you put aside Qing's identity and the things involved behind it,

She should actually be delicious too.

Now,

it's here,

The previous five were not even qualified to sit on Tie Hanhan's dining table, but the two in front of them barely had the qualifications.

This has nothing to do with good or evil, nor right and wrong,

Unless the man in front of him wasn't waving his hands to change seasons, but was smiling and asking about his health, otherwise, his fate, at least on Boss Zhou's side, has already been sealed.

after all,

After all,

Dignity, good and evil, right and wrong, and so on, are actually disease-free desires derived from the problem of eating.

"What's wrong…………"

With a little tiredness, with a touch of impatience,

Tie Hanhan was woken up.

Unlike a year ago, when everyone was wary of each other and vying for this body, now, everyone wants to lie quietly and don't want to face such troublesome things.

It's like a long-distance self-driving tour. Everyone wants to sit in the co-pilot position to watch the scenery or sleep soundly, instead of keeping their eyes on the steering wheel with both hands.

"Someone buys you a drink." Zhou Ze said.

"Is there..... dishes........"

drink wine,

It doesn't seem interesting.

Zhou Ze took a special look into the pavilion and said, "There are no dishes, but the person who invites you to drink can act as if they were serving the food. Just now he played a trick with the remote control of the central air conditioner, and it feels quite chewy."

"hehe…………"

"why are you laughing?"

"Scene.....no........changing.....changing........is...your.....heart..."

Suddenly, Zhou Ze nodded and said, "Oh, so that's the case, then you go down, I will solve it for him."

Some things, once seen through, are useless.

Since Tie Hanhan pointed out that the hand that the man in the pavilion played earlier was not in the true sense of saying what he said, and the world changed accordingly, but a more nihilistic state of mind. The door of his heart, head covered, was directly carried and pushed, let alone that man, even his pavilion Zhou Ze had the confidence to dismantle it for him.

"thirsty…………"

heard that,

A smile appeared on the corner of Zhou Ze's mouth,

But said:

"What are you talking about, I didn't hear you, please speak up, hey hey hey!"

"presumptuous…………"

"Who's thirsty, who wants to drink water, who's hungry, who doesn't like being upright."

"Look... the door... the dog..."

At this time,

On the lake, the young man in coir raincoat who was floating in the rippling water and still fishing suddenly turned his head and looked at Zhou Ze. There seemed to be some doubts mixed with his shy face.

This gaze made Zhou Ze's heart tighten.

"There is a problem, did he sense it?"

"This... lake... just... is... his... body..."

"Is he a lake demon?"

Mountains and lakes have spirits, and it is not uncommon for some specific areas to be born with spirits and transform into human forms.

The surface of the lake is like a mirror,

In front of others' bodies,

Even subtle changes will be keenly captured by the other party.

Maybe, the other party couldn't sense Ying hook in his body, but he already had doubts about the subtle expressions and movements of him standing here for so long.

"Brother, would you like to enter the pavilion and get drunk?"

"I really hate this kind of nonsensical communication." Zhou Ze shook his head, then said in his heart, "Hey, can you come up?"

“I………… come…………… drink…………………… go……………”

Zhou Ze nodded,

OK,

Lazy to new heights,

I don't even bother to get out of bed to eat,

It has to be brought to the mouth to be fed.

Hiss, disgusting.

put aside distracting thoughts,

Boss Zhou, who had been standing by the lake for a long time, finally took a step and walked towards the pavilion.

In the eyes of outsiders, it might be that Zhou Ze is thinking about whether to bet or not.

Yingying wanted to go with her, but Zhou Ze held her hand behind her to stop her. Boss Zhou pointed at the young man who was still fishing in the lake as he walked forward.

Yingying understood, and continued to stand by the lake, staring at the boy.

The boy blushed even more when Yingying saw it, and his face drooped.

After going on, she was really introverted and weak.

If this kind of boy is left in a normal small junior high school, it may arouse the maternal love and care of many girls.

But in Yingying's eyes, except for the boss, other men have only one title:

male.

Boss Zhou walked into the pavilion, and there were a lot of calligraphy and paintings hanging inside. It's a pity that although Boss Zhou opened a bookstore, he really didn't have much experience in this area, and he was embarrassed to go closer to see the inscription in the corner. Which famous artist's work it is, just sit down directly.

The man also sat down,

He first picked up a jug of wine, poured a glass in front of himself, and poured it for Zhou Ze.

"I have tasted wine here alone for sixty years. Every ten years, an old woman comes here to drink with me. The rest of the time, I drink by myself. Lonely, lonely .”

If it was said that those five guys were really difficult to catch the eye along the way before, then now this one and the lake spirit boy in front of him made Zhou Ze have a lot of interest in that mother-in-law.

It is impossible to suppress these two people here for so many years without any real skills.

Unfortunately,

She met Fu Jun,

and,

The Fujun is still a rogue.

"Drinking, talking about artistic conception, talking about atmosphere, all stories are in the wine, all worries, all spirits, all excitement are also rippling in this wine.

Wine is a good thing, huh, huh.

Here, I gamble on alcohol, and I gamble on who can drink. This is a gamble, but it doesn't depend on luck, but on strength!

This first glass of wine,

I respect you! "

talking,

The man raises his glass,

Greet Zhou Ze.

Boss Zhou picked up the wine glass, showing embarrassment on his face, but soon he was relieved.

Other food and dishes have a shelf life, this wine, the longer it is, the better it is, right?

Thinking about it this way, the sense of resistance in my heart will be much less.

raise the glass,

A faint halo of light ripples away from the wine,

The man's voice sounded again:

"The first cup, to respect the warmth and warmth of people, and the fickleness of the world!"

The smell of wine is tangy, if it was just a faint smell before, then now, it is like a large vat of perfume being smashed in front of you, pungent, smoky, and confusing!

Before drinking, there were already signs of a car rollover.

Fortunately,

Zhou Ze has a bottom line in his heart,

Raise your glass and give each other a virtual clink,

Drink it down.

picture,

freeze at this time,

The two people in the pavilion didn't know it,

Yingying by the lake saw her boss sitting on the table holding a wine glass, put the wine glass to her lips, and then stopped moving, and the guy opposite the boss who invited the boss to drink didn't move either.

Yingying showed concern on her face, but she still believed in the boss, just like what Xu Qinglang said not long ago, accidents can happen to anyone, Zhou Ze is no exception, but anyone can have accidents quietly. Being accidentally dropped, only Zhou Ze couldn't.

…………

"A glass of wine, a story, a picture, a state of mind, this is the first glass.

I was born in a scholarly family, but I am a concubine, and my mother was just a maid. My mother passed away in the year I was born.

What the high family status brings to me is not rich clothes and good food, but the imbalance from the bottom of my heart. I am my father's son, but I live the same life as Xiaosi's servant, even... not as good.

I have suffered all kinds of blank stares and discrimination. I study hard, eager to seize any opportunity that can make me stand up.

I want to get fame, I want to leave this house, I want to get out!

I'm almost done, really, I've touched the dawn, twenty years of humiliation, twenty years of physical and mental torture are coming to an end.

However,

Before the exam is about to start,

My father was involved in an anti-poetry case,

The whole family property was confiscated, and the whole family was exiled!

I am also among them!

I have a maid who has a good relationship with me. She is my aunt's maid. She has already made a private appointment with me for life. I waited for many years, until the big girl.

but that day,

She was captured by the government and confiscated as an official prostitute.

I was with my 'relatives',

Embarked on the road of exile..."

…………

screen,

In the deep house compound,

There are tears and laughter, the hustle and bustle of burning oil, and the desolation of being ransacked in the end, some teenagers are unwilling to grow up with white eyes, and some are angry when they see their loved ones go away.

Fate and absurdity work hand in hand.

The simple story is infinitely magnified in this glass of wine, as if at this moment, you have passively experienced twenty years of time, just imagine, twenty years are instantly filled in your mind, this When, are you you, or a character in the story?

perhaps,

Even you can't tell the difference.

At the very least, Boss Zhou might really be confused for a while, because he is less than forty years old after his two lifetimes.

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It is really scary that a ten-year-old is suddenly stuffed with twenty years of memory, which is equivalent to being filled for half a lifetime.

Unfortunately,

It seems that it was Boss Zhou who drank the glass of wine,

But in fact,

yes……

On the stone table in the middle of the courtyard,

Shirtless and shirtless, Ying Gou sat there with a drink in his hand.

Next to him, there were officials who confiscated the house coming in and out, crying and crying, and at his feet, there was a pretty woman in her early twenties who was hugging her leg, crying bitterly that she didn't want to... Leave, she doesn't want to go, save me, save me, lover, lover, save me...

The official guards were behind her holding her in shackles, pulling her hard, scolding her,

She was holding on to Yinggou's leg, crying and begging, reluctant to say goodbye.

Looking at everything that happened around here and the figures on the screen,

Yinggou has no emotion, no sadness, no empathy, and it cannot be said that there is no slight emotional change.

There are emotions,

That's...disgusting.

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