Volume 1: A stone strikes a thousand waves, the world surrounds Li Daosheng Chapter 127: People always become simpler when they are drunk
Today was a good day for Tang Zhong, so in the evening he invited Li Si to have a drink.
Li Si was already exhausted today, but as long as there was wine, he could sit still, so he accompanied Tang Chong to drink a few cups.
The bright moon was in the sky at night, and under it were half-covered blue clouds and countless stars. The evening breeze blew in my face, bringing a chill into my sleeves, but was gradually dispelled by the slight intoxication of alcohol.
Inside the Tang Clan's mountain gate, Li Si and Tang Chong sat on the roof of a pavilion, looking at the sporadic lights below the pavilion and the empty mountains in the distance, and drank wine slowly.
Tang Zhong drank silently. Drinking with him was the most boring thing, because he was always silent. But sometimes it was the most relaxing, because he didn't talk much, and you didn't need to think about how to answer him. Li Si drank lazily, half lying upstairs, holding the wine glass to his lips, drinking slowly. When he finished, he asked Tang Zhong to add another glass.
He was quite rude, but fortunately Tang Chong didn't mind.
There were two empty wine jars beside the two men, and it was obvious that they had drunk a lot.
Li Si's alcohol tolerance was not good. Just these few cups had already made him 80% drunk. He was already sitting next to Tang Zhong, mumbling and talking nonsense.
In response, Tang Zhong just pretended not to hear it.
The wind blew away some of the drunkenness, and he sat back against the roof, looking up at the endless starry sky, as if he was immersed in it.
Suddenly, he seemed to remember something and asked Li Si.
"Li Si, have you really been to the Heavenly Palace?"
Naturally, he didn't believe in these legends. At the moment, he was probably just asking casually under the influence of alcohol.
But who would have thought that Li Si would just smile drunkenly and say while shaking the wine glass in his hand.
"I have never been to the Heavenly Palace, but I have had the honor of visiting the Underworld."
Tang Chong thought he was drunk, so he asked with a smile.
"Really? What does the underworld look like?"
Having said this, Li Si suddenly fell silent, then the smile on his face gradually faded, he looked up and stared into the distance absentmindedly and spoke slowly.
"I can't explain it clearly. I was in a daze at that time. I only knew that I was walking in a crowd, following them through a sea of red flowers and across an isolated bridge. When I was crossing the bridge, I wanted to look back, but I couldn't. I had to keep walking until I came to this world..."
"Really?" Tang Zhong drank the wine in his hand, lowered his eyes and continued to ask.
"That means there really is the Santu River, the Naihe Bridge, and the Meng Family Granny."
"Yes." Li Si nodded absentmindedly: "I have seen all of these."
"Then how do you remember it?" Tang Zhong glanced at Li Si.
Isn’t it said that everyone who crosses the bridge will forget everything about their past lives?
"Because I forgot to drink Meng Po soup." Li Si raised his eyebrows and answered softly.
Then, he raised the wine glass in his hand towards Tang Zhong, probably wanting him to help add more wine.
"So..." Tang Zhong was stunned for a moment, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses and refill Li Si's glass of wine.
"Then you are really pitiful."
"Indeed." Li Si laughed again and said to himself.
"I'm really pitiful."
But why is it pitiful? Isn’t it a good thing to be able to remember things from the previous life?
Neither of them asked nor said anything about this.
…
In the middle of the night, there was a knock on Shuhu Girl's door.
When she opened the door, she found that it was Tang Zhong who was standing outside, supporting Li Si.
Li Si reeked of alcohol and was obviously drunk.
After seeing the tiger girl, Tang Chong handed Li Si over and said.
"He drank a little too much, so I asked you to take care of him."
"Yeah, okay." The tiger girl didn't react for a moment and reached out to support Li Si.
But then, as if she had thought of something, she said to Tang Zhong: "Then..."
Unfortunately, before she could finish her words, Tang Zhong had already left the room and closed the door.
Obviously, Tang Zhong himself was a little drunk.
In the room, only Shu Hu Nu was left, supporting Li Si and standing. Looking at Li Si who was already drunk to death, Shu Hu Nu seemed a little at a loss.
What she wanted to ask Tang Zhong just now was actually where Li Si was going to rest today. It couldn't be that he would just rest in her room.
Thinking of this, Shuhunu's face turned red.
But it was obvious that this was what Tang Zhong meant, because he thought Li Si and Shu Hunu were resting together.
After supporting Li Si and standing for a while, Shu Hunu finally let out a sigh of relief, helped Li Si lie down on the bed, and then covered him with a quilt.
As for myself, I moved a stool and sat beside the bed, planning to spend the night there.
But when she thought that the quilt that Li Si was covering himself with was the one she had just covered herself with, Shu Hu's face turned even redder.
After carefully smelling the quilt and making sure there was no strange smell, she felt relieved and sat quietly aside.
Fortunately, Li Si was not the kind of person who would cause trouble after drinking, otherwise she would not have been able to rest tonight .
There was no sound at night. The moonlight from outside shone through the gauze window, making the room feel a little deserted.
Shu Hunu was sitting motionless beside the bed, looking at Li Si who was lying on the bed.
Li Si was not smiling at this moment. His face was slightly flushed from drunkenness and his brows were slightly wrinkled, as if he was showing a bit of sadness.
Shu Hunu had never seen him like this before, because no matter when, Li Si always seemed to be in a leisurely state, as if everything in this world had nothing to do with him.
He likes to meddle in other people's business, but he has no ties to anything. He just smiles so hard that no one can tell what he is thinking.
This has always been Shu Hu Nu's deepest impression of Li Si.
But at this moment, Li Si, for the first time, showed an expression other than smiling, like an ordinary person.
It's shallow, but also real, which makes him look more like a real person rather than a lonely figure who is out of touch with the world.
Gently stretching out one of her hands, the tiger girl placed it on Li Si's body, patting it slowly again and again, while humming a ballad.
This ballad was taught to her by her mother when she was very young.
There were no lyrics, just a very simple tune, but she kept it in mind and would sometimes hum it unintentionally.
In the room, an unknown tune was playing softly, accompanied by the sound of hands tapping the quilt, making the night no longer so quiet.
On the bed, Li Si's brows gradually relaxed. He turned over, held a hand beside the bed, and without noticing the sudden stiffness of that hand, he fell into a deep sleep.
That night, he dreamed of a lot of things, as if he was experiencing life again.
