nucmednet Chapter 268 I won’t go home until I’m drunk today
Chapter 268 I won’t go home until I’m drunk today
Jin Feishuang poured himself a glass of wine as well, "We agreed, after this glass, you are not allowed to hide from me anymore!"
Cai Ling nodded, "I won't hide anymore."
Jin Feishuang suddenly showed resentment on his face, "Also, you once slashed me with a sword, you have to apologize to me."
Cai Ling stood up and bowed to her sincerely to apologize.
"sorry."
Jin Feishuang suddenly burst into laughter, "Forget it, forget it. I am not a petty person, so I won't bother with you!"
Shen Nankui and Gu Yichuan looked at each other and raised their glasses at the same time in tacit understanding.
"Years of misunderstandings have been resolved, and we will have a drink with you two."
Jin Feishuang smiled and returned to his usual carefree attitude, "Great, great, it's more fun with more people!"
Behind the screen, Hei Niu and others also started to make a noise, "We want to join in too."
Jin Feishuang waved his hand in a very heroic manner, "Come on, let's drink this cup together. We won't leave until we are drunk today!"
Everyone drank up the wine in their glasses, and the atmosphere became cheerful again.
Jin Feishuang changed her previous melancholy state and rushed to clink glasses with everyone. But after a while, she felt that drinking alone was meaningless and couldn't help but say, "Shen Nankui, is the birthday party you prepared for A Ling just a banquet? This is too insincere!"
Cai Ling shook his head helplessly, "Jin Feishuang, watch your words. Brother Gu and his wife have treated me so well and celebrated my birthday. How can I be so greedy?"
Jin Feishuang curled his lips and said, "I won't say anything more!"
Even though Cai Ling was being mean to her, she still felt happy in her heart. A Ling and she were finally back to the way they were in the past!
Shen Nankui smiled and said, "Miss Jin is right. Today is Mr. Cai's birthday. If there is only a banquet, it would be too boring."
She stood up, walked to the window and pushed it open all the way.
It was just getting dark outside. After Gu Yichuan took over Yongzhou, he extended the curfew by one hour, so there were still two hours before the curfew. The streets were bustling at this moment.
Today is March 16th. Standing on the top floor of Shuiyun Tower, you can see the solemn city wall in the distance. A full moon hangs above the wall, like a jade plate emitting light.
Everyone was still looking at the moon when they saw fireworks suddenly rising into the sky outside the window, one, two, three, four, and the sound of fireworks exploding continued, blooming into red, orange, purple... gorgeous balls of light in the night sky.
Jin Feishuang was surprised and ran to the window quickly.
"Did you arrange the fireworks on purpose?"
"Yes." Shen Nankui smiled faintly and turned back to invite, "Mr. Cai, would you like to have a look?"
Cai Ling walked over with a smile.
Everyone stood by the window, watching the fireworks outside with a smile on their faces.
The people on the street were also surprised. When they looked up, they saw brilliant fireworks and the magnificent scene all over the city. They were stunned.
On that dimly lit night, he sat quietly in front of the large French window, smiling at the extremely gorgeous night sky outside the window. Fireworks, like carefully carved works of art, suddenly bloomed in the darkness, brilliant and short-lived, but enough to illuminate the whole world. Each roar was like a call from the depths of the universe, shaking his heartstrings and awakening long-hidden memories and dreams.
His eyes were gentle and deep, as if he could see through the layers of blooming light and see farther. The colors of the fireworks were colorful and varied, from the initial pure white, gradually transitioning to the fiery golden yellow, then to the deep royal blue, and finally to the gentle pink and purple. Each color was like a carefully blended emotion, rippling in his heart, stirring up circles of ripples.
Outside the window, the feast of fireworks was in full swing. Every firework was accompanied by the laughter of children and occasional cheers from afar. These sounds intertwined together to form a symphony of festivals and hope. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. The air was filled with a faint smell of gunpowder and the unique sweetness of the festival. It was the smell of childhood and the smell of home, which made him feel an indescribable warmth and touch in his heart.
At this moment, a particularly dazzling firework streaked across the sky. Its light was brighter than any previous one, as if it had some mysterious power, shining directly into his heart. At that moment, he seemed to be touched by some power, and all his worries and sorrows disappeared with the dissipation of the firework. He opened his eyes, and his eyes flashed with unprecedented determination and light, as if at this moment, he found the answer he had been pursuing, or some courage to start a new journey.
He continued to gaze out the window with a smile, but this time, his smile was filled with a little more relief and expectation. Fireworks fade easily, but their brilliance and beauty are forever engraved in his heart, becoming the brightest beacon on his way forward. He knew that no matter how rough the road ahead was, as long as there was light in his heart, it would illuminate the direction of his journey, making every ordinary day full of infinite possibilities.
Thus, on this exciting and beautiful night, he not only witnessed a visual feast, but also experienced a spiritual baptism, as if he was reborn, ready to meet every challenge and miracle that is about to come in his life.
As night falls, a bright full moon quietly rises in the deep sky, hanging far above the battlements of the ancient city wall, as if it is a jade plate left in the sky, emitting a soft and mysterious light. The moonlight pours down, coating this ancient city that has been sleeping for thousands of years with a layer of silver gauze, and every blue brick and ancient tile seems to whisper the glory and vicissitudes of the past.
Under the city wall is a winding moat, the sparkling river surface reflects the lonely bright moon in the sky, like a silver ribbon, gently surrounding this ancient and solemn city. When the breeze blows, the water surface is covered with layers of delicate ripples, with a hint of coolness and a bit of unspeakable mystery.
On this quiet and slightly eerie night, on the city wall, a figure in night clothes silently shuttled between the arrow tower and the parapet. His steps were light, like a ghost, and each step fell precisely in the shadows of no one. The moonlight outlined his resolute outline, a pair of eyes full of determination and wisdom, staring closely at the vast night outside the city, as if looking for some crucial clues.
Suddenly, a quick and faint sound of horse hooves broke the silence, coming faintly from afar and getting closer and closer. The night traveler's heartbeat accelerated, and he quickly hid under the shadow of an arrow tower, his eyes fixed on the source of the sound.