Reading Old Books in the Evening Breeze

The author is polishing the work over and over again, so I can't read it for now, it's a bit messy, haha This novel is purely fictional. The characters, plots, and locations in the article are all artistic creations and have no connection with real people, institutions, or events in reality. Any similarity is purely coincidental. I dedicate this book to all those who have learned to let go in love. What the evening breeze reads is not the old book. What the evening breeze reads is the people who remain in the wind after turning over the old book. "I taught her how to identify all kinds of wine, but she taught me what it means to be drunk and what it means to be sober. Drinking to the extreme is no longer wine, and there will always be reluctance in life." We always love with a broken template and then blame our lover for not being the right size The display of value itself is a kind of ability. Some people can't hide it, and some people don't need to hide it, but it is definitely not in those dirty and low-level ways, such as accompanying people with drinks. Is this more like the so-called performing arts without selling oneself? ! ? ! ——When I was 32 years old, I met a 19-year-old girl. I love her like a bottle of famous wine destined to be broken. They all said I was crazy for loving a child who was addicted to lying and betrayal. Later, she disappeared into a nightclub in Beijing, but I only asked her: "Xiao Qi, are you happy with this kind of life?" When we met again many years later, I handed over the wedding invitation, and the bride column was blank. She calmly took one away and said, "Sir, please get in line." Everyone thought this was a fairy tale about the redemption of the uncle and the girl. In fact, we were two patients who acted as each other's sword and medicine, and finally became each other's miracle doctor.