Chapter 76 Chapter 3 Freedom Like the Wind (8)

Alcohol began to burn in the mind, and strong music catalyzed everyone's emotions.Marty barely stood up and felt like the eye of a typhoon in a storm, with the wind and rain all around her, so she spun.Shouldn't the eye of a typhoon rotate?The rotation caused centrifugal force, and the old load in her heart was peeled off like this, and she flew far away. "Wow. Like some weed," Jill said.She threw away the wine bottle in her hand and rubbed her eyes.Hey!Cannabis brings you an hour of paradise.Young, who was wearing a dancing afterbirth, said he cupped her shy chin with one finger. Young's magnificence and handsomeness are unimaginable, and Young's youthful flying is like a dream.You are my heaven, Young, Jill replied in her heart.So they lingered under the dance clothes hanger, and the dance clothes and curtains of various colors formed a colorful dreamland. The feet of other troupe members walked by from time to time, but they didn't care.Oh Vera! Young called her name so fiercely that the snow in New York quietly drifted into the window lattice.

Leaflet, which was drenched all over, stomped back like walking.She saw Jill curled up by the fire with her arms over her eyes, as if asleep.Xiaoye took off her clothes by the fire until only her obscene clothes remained.She picked up the woolen shawl Jill had left aside to wrap herself in, picked up her vodka, took a swig, and spat it out. "Handcuffs!" Xiaoye yelled, startling Teng Tiao and Xiaomei who were hugging each other. "I want to drink beer." Xiaoye said.Cane gave her a bottle of beer. "Let's talk about it again," Xiaomei asked the rattan, "let's talk about your sweet silly words."

Rattan held Xiaomei in his arms, pointed at Xiaomei's lovely earlobes, and said, "My little witch, little elf, little witch, I want to build a bathroom of 200 square meters for you to take a bath. Basang will serve you to eat and sleep, and then buy him twenty-eight horses to pull a small carriage to take you to afternoon tea." Every time Teng Tiao said something, Xiao Mei giggled."What a rotten imagination, but it rhymes so well," she said. "This is the little poem I wrote for you." Cane kissed her cheek. "If it exceeds fifty characters, you will be fined."

Teng Tiao gulped down half a bottle of brandy, Xiaomei snatched the bottle and took a few sips too. Marty fell down, on the shore where the waves were coming and going, and the sea water soaked her whole body.It's strange that it's not cold anymore.She finally discovered Hai'an's secret.It turned out that my inside was extremely cold, and even the cold sea water that hit me was warm. Half soaked in the soft sea water, Marty's heart was calm and cold.Because all the cares have fled away, empty, like flying alone in the universe at high speed, flying so fast that I can't even keep up with the feeling, so only the absolute self is left, the absolute barrier-free flight.

The external flight of myself from myself.she says. Suyuan shook Jier, but there was no response, she went to Xiaoye's backpack again, and finally found a pack of cigarettes.Su Yuan, who is not addicted to smoking, only takes a few sips after drinking alcohol.Now she drinks too much wine.Facing the strong wind, the lighter failed to light up repeatedly, so she lit a cigarette on the fire. This fire is burning Hai'an's personal belongings, so taking a deep puff of smoke is like tasting the breath of Hai'an.Suyuan sighed, and forgot to call her husband tonight to tell her she couldn't go home, and there is no phone here.At this moment, my husband should be very anxious, right?There's no way to do that, just treat it as a stimulus to give him a little anxiety once in a while.Stimulation is good, otherwise how can a person who is not a machine not get tired of the routine life day after day?

Everyone finally passed out.On the desolate rocky beach, Hai'an walked alone. Dawn is coming. Hai'an found Marty lying prone in the waves of the sea.She was almost half submerged in the sea, her long hair rippling with the coming and going waves. Haian pulled up Marty and found her as soft as seaweed. "Wake up, Marty." Marty finally moved.Her cold fingers grabbed Hai'an's arm. "Marty." Hai'an hugged her and pressed his warm body close to Marty.Marty's cheek was right against his chest.She heard Hai'an's heartbeat. "It's best if it's the last time you get drunk out of control."

"I'm not drunk, Hai An." Marty brushed back the tangled wet hair from her face, revealing her eyes.She's really not drunk. "Haian, I'm going to Madagascar." "Oh?" "I handed in my resignation letter today. I want to go out for a walk, walk freely. Hai'an, I really want to go to Madagascar, which is the place I dreamed of going to since I was eighteen years old. You Don't laugh at me. Yeah, I don't care if you laugh at me or not, I'm going to Madagascar, even if it disappoints me." "Madagascar, how can I let you down?"

As dawn broke, the dawn light shone on Hai'an's face, and reflected golden light from his face, stinging Marty's eyes. "Thank you, Haian," Marty said. "This is the most beautiful Christmas of my life." Hai'an's naked skin was pressed against Marty, his arm wrapped around her back, and his other hand gently stroked her face. Marty closed his eyes.Hai'an's touch does not contain any erotic color between men and women, it is purely a distant and gentle greeting between two fast flying objects in the universe that can never get close.Marty understood.Thank you Hai'an, thank God, she didn't have to spend her life to understand this.

Marty opened his eyes, and following Haian's gaze, he saw the brilliant Chuyang on the horizon. "The sun is out, what a beautiful dawn!" Marty sighed. "It's beautiful." Hai'an said, "I hate dawn the most." Hai'an's voice, without any emotion, sounds so strangely distant and gentle.