"joke?"
Zhang Zhiqin wiped her mouth. Mo Yan was usually so scary, didn't he look like someone who could tell jokes?
Mo Yan had already taken the bottle back from him, and without disdain, she blew into the bottle, then began to narrate quietly:
"Ten years ago, there was a young girl who had just graduated from college. She met a man while working.
Although this man was poor, he was very ambitious and handsome. He took the initiative to pursue her, and the two soon became lovers.
Not long after, the man proposed to the girl. At that time, the housing prices in Kyoto were not as high as they are now, but the man still did not have the money to buy a house for marriage.
The girl had a good income, so she used her own money to pay the down payment for a house.
In order to prevent the man from feeling inferior in front of outsiders, the girl specially registered the house in the man's name, and then the two of them went to get the marriage certificate.
During the period before the wedding, the man was in the rising period of his career and was very busy with work. He contacted the photo studio to take wedding photos, sent wedding invitations to relatives and friends, booked hotels, and found a wedding planning company...all these things were done by the girl.
Some friends advised the girl not to be so devoted and to leave herself a way out, but the girl didn't listen. She felt that if she liked someone, she should treat him wholeheartedly.
"Such a good woman, can you give me a dozen?" Hearing this, Zhang Zhiqin sighed, and then said:
"Hey, why does this plot resemble Teacher Lin and Brother Fang?"
Mo Yan ignored him and continued:
"Soon the wedding day arrived, and she put on her wedding dress with great joy and anticipation..."
Having said this, Mo Yan suddenly stopped.
"Go on."
Zhang Zhiqin looked at Mo Yan strangely and complained:
"Your joke is too long and not funny. No one would have listened to it before, right?"
"This idiot." At this time, a dark shadow hid in the kitchen and cursed in a low voice through the door.
"Planner Zhang seems a little unintelligent." Another slender black figure also whispered, and then the tone became a little worried:
"Sister Yan never talked about her past. You must not let her know that we heard it."
Lin Yao lay behind the kitchen door and looked outside quietly.
Li Wan and Su Yu both slept restlessly. One liked to lift the quilt and the other liked to roll around. Lin Yao took care of them all night and didn't fall asleep much.
I just got up and wanted to go to the kitchen to get some water to drink, but I happened to run into Fang Xiaole who also got up to drink water.
Before the two of them could say anything, Mo Yan came out of another bedroom, picked up a bottle of red wine from the dining table, and leaned against the sofa to drink it.
He started crying while drinking.
Zhang Zhiqin, who was sleeping on the sofa, was woken up, and Mo Yan told her "joke" to Zhang Zhiqin.
"I don't want to talk about it anymore." At this time, Mo Yan in the living room was silent for a moment, and suddenly said.
"You... how can you stop telling a joke mid-sentence? Isn't that torture?"
Zhang Zhiqin didn't expect Mo Yan to stop talking so easily, so she hurriedly urged him.
"Finish this bottle of wine, and I'll tell you."
Mo Yan couldn't help but laugh when she saw him scratching his head, and reached out to hand the bottle of wine to him.
Zhang Zhiqin saw that the bottle of red wine was still more than half empty. He quickly waved his hand and said, "Then I won't listen."
"I knew you couldn't do it. I'll drink it myself." Mo Yan sneered, raised his neck, put the bottle of red wine to his mouth and poured it in.
"Hey, if you drink like this, someone will die!" Zhang Zhiqin had no choice but to grab the bottle:
"We can each take half, right?"
"That's like a man."
Mo Yan glanced at him sideways. The moonlight and the lights outside shone on her face. There was a hint of charm in her anger, a charm that had never appeared on this face before.
"Drink."
Mo Yan urged, and Zhang Zhiqin quickly wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth, took the bottle and took a big gulp, finally suppressing some strange emotions.
The two of them took turns sipping from the bottle and soon finished the bottle of red wine.
Mo Yan's eyes gradually became blurred, but her consciousness was still clear for the time being. She sat softly on the floor, her head leaning back on Zhang Zhiqin's thighs again.
"Well......"
Zhang Zhiqin's body stiffened and she stood straight, not daring to move a single hair.
Mo Yan didn't notice his abnormality. She looked at the ceiling, sighed softly, and continued:
"The girl was wearing a wedding dress and standing at the door of the hotel. She had invited many relatives and friends that day, and even asked her best sisters to be her bridesmaids.
Before the wedding started, the groom suddenly disappeared. The girl was looking for him everywhere when she suddenly received a video on her phone.
This was sent to her by a friend who said that she took the wrong road on her way to the restaurant and passed by a utility room and saw…”
"What did you see?" Zhang Zhiqin saw that Mo Yan was silent again, and she burped anxiously:
"Sister Mo, could you please stop talking so fast? It's driving me crazy!"
"Do you want to see it?" Mo Yan raised his hand to wipe his eyes and suddenly asked.
"What are you looking at?" Zhang Zhiqin didn't understand.
Mo Yan suddenly took out his cell phone, clicked on the old video at the bottom of the saved gallery, and handed it to Zhang Zhiqin.
Suddenly, an indescribable sound came from the phone.
Zhang Zhiqin held the phone with her eyes wide open.
"Fuck!"
He quickly turned off the video and threw the phone back to Mo Yan as if he had been electrocuted.
"Sister Mo, you're going too far. You actually showed me something that's not suitable for children!"
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