Tiny Age 3.0 Golden Age 1 Serialized from July.

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All kinds of things worth talking about happened at Guli's birthday party, and these jokes became gossip on the beach for a time.

For example, the star who is famous for his oval face and turned into a fox by the public also appeared at Guli's birthday party. Of course, she doesn't know Coulee. She just stopped by Gong Ming, and her appearance made the audience's flash out of control.

For example, Neil generously changed into a white triangle tight-fitting low-waisted swimsuit and lay in the swimming pool in the middle of the sky terrace. His expression was extremely lewd and seductive, and he looked silly at the female animals present. If we hadn't hugged Don desperately, she might have jumped into the swimming pool in a skirt and shared a river with Neil.

For example, when Lu Shao, a famous model in Shanghai, appeared, no one except me knew that he was Zhou Chongguang, a famous writer all over the country. There seems to be a monster in my chest, and the tension that comes out at any time hangs over me from beginning to end. He looked into my eyes, still with violent unknown blood gas, but so hot and warm, like a burning spring. It hurts to see someone's chest.

Of course, Coulee's performance is the best. For a whole week, she lived by photosynthesis, and finally she proudly stuffed herself into a little black dress borrowed by the company and designed by Beckham's world-famous wife Victoria. Of course, she didn't laugh at the whole birthday party. She even threatened us from the beginning, "From now on, I can't laugh, cry, take a deep breath or swing greatly, because my skirt is tight and will burst at any time." If you dare to make me laugh, or if you dare to prepare any surprises to excite me, I will definitely strip you naked and hang upside down in the wind tunnel on top of the World Financial Center! "When she said this, her expression was fresh and elegant, her eyes were empty and distant, and her whole body did not move, like a nun caught in deep memories-I believe she can keep this quiet state until the end of this birthday party.

Besides, no one knows when she got drunk. At the same time, Don was drunk. She doesn't know where her courage comes from. Like Buddha, she slammed out two nubras from her chest and slammed them on the champagne tray in front of Coulee, which looked like a plate.

Gu shivered, and his pupils trembled like an electric shock. However, after a few seconds, Guli calmed down, and she was really a person who had seen big waves. She turned around, took out a large piece of wrapping paper left after opening the gift from behind, and carefully and calmly wrapped two nubras.

In the process of packaging, countless passers-by were shocked by this scene and asked: "Is this a gift?" Of course, Coulee is comfortable and innovative every time.

When Neil, wearing a white swimming suit, walked past dripping with water, he asked in confusion, "Is that a gift?"

Coulee replied, "Yes, for your grandmother's horse!" "

When dressed up beautifully, Nan Xiang blushed and passed by, he asked shyly, "Is this a gift?"

Coulee replied, "Oh, no, it's stolen goods."

When Lan Jue, who was still awake, came to help, he was a little embarrassed and asked, "Is this a gift?"

Coulee replied, "Oh, no, it's an organ."

When a palace like a moving iceberg passed by, he asked silently with his eyes, "Is this a gift?"

Coulee replied, "Oh, no, it's a weapon."

When the package was completed, all consciousness in the ancient body was consumed. She went from being completely awake to being completely drunk. Half awake and half drunk, I watched her stubbornly stuff her business card into the waiter in the tuxedo. The waiter was particularly embarrassed with the bottle, and didn't know whether to continue to help her add wine or pinch her. Coulee showed her classic smirk and said to the waiter, "Oh, Liu Jingli, being a salesman is a real hero! Take the bottle and drink it! Little girl, I'll come first! " After that, I looked up and poured the empty glass without wine into my mouth, then pretended to raise my hand, wiped my mouth, and puffed up my cheeks to pretend to swallow it hard. Shit, it's just like the real thing. It hurts to look at it.

In the embarrassed eyes of the waiter, she left as cool as a cucumber. She stepped on 14cm awl heels, walked steadily, with clear eyes and elegant expression, and walked to the toilet-every time I saw her like this, I knew she was drunk. She must have been rolling her eyes when she was awake, and then commenting on everyone's gaffes like a machine gun.

12 o'clock, she slipped out of the toilet with bright eyes. Looks like she threw up at least eight times. Like the ear in Sheriff Black Cat, she glanced around with her eyes. After confirming that no one found herself drunk, she swaggered to the small ceremony table where the birthday cake was placed and roared like a local rich man: "Listen to me!"

Everyone: "..."

She looked at the frightened people with satisfaction and continued to deliver her shocking birthday speech. "I'll tell you the truth first. Growing up, what I hate most is that others put birthday cakes on my face or other people's faces. What a vulgar behavior. Don't think this is a fashionable thing, so I tell you, no matter who ... "Say the word" who ". Then, like an extinct teacher with a fierce sneer expression, she pointed at the faces of the surrounding guests one by one with the tip of a cake in her hand-when she pointed at Gong Ming's face in the middle, she shivered, but immediately calmed down. After all, she has seen the world. She continued to point down one by one, and then said, "No matter who it is, I will fill this swimming pool with his blood with this knife. "

Everyone present, including the waiter and the aunt waiting to clean up at the toilet door, was threatened by her with a knife. She is content to cut the cake. This time, Tang suddenly appeared and fell from the sky. She walked beside Coulee and looked around in confusion. Obviously, she doesn't know what happened. At the sight of her, she was drunk and could hardly stand. She gently said to Coulee, "She yelled at Coulee. She glanced at the huge birthday cake towering around her. I think she must regard the cake as a wall, otherwise she wouldn't hold out her hand while talking, and then fall into the cake without reservation.

The whole scene collapsed instantly.

Nan Xiang and I looked at Don, who was screaming and struggling in a pile of cream and worried. Nanxiang shivered next to me and asked me, "Do you think Coulee will directly put the knife in her hand?"

I frowned. "I don't know, this thorn is a bit too big."

However, in the end, Gu Li showed her female self-restraint with higher education. She didn't put the knife in her hand. She picked up Tang Yi and walked to the bathroom.

Nan Xiang and I quickly followed.

Nan Xiang and I just pushed open the door of the toilet when Nan Xiang screamed. After the two of us concentrated, she calmed down. Obviously, she was frightened by the horrible picture that just came into view. Don bent down and threw himself into the toilet and kept vomiting. Because he drilled too deep, his whole head disappeared into the toilet, so now he is helping her lift her hair to avoid hanging down into the toilet. She looks like a murderer who just trampled Don to death in the toilet.

At the moment, Gu Li in front of her looks like a nun shrouded in the light of maternal love. Her eyes are kind and her expression is warm. She stroked Don's back with one hand, and tugged at strands of her hair with the other. Nanxiang and I were moved by what we saw. Much like the warm and beautiful time when our university just started, every night we got drunk in the bar at the school gate.

Just as Nan Xiang and I were immersed in beautiful memories of youth, tragedy happened.

Tang vomited, raised his head, and Gu was about to bend down to be caring and attentive. The vomit in the toilet floated under Gu's nose, and Gu's stomach was twisted. Two seconds later, she suddenly opened her mouth and gave it to Tang's head in one bite.

Quiet.

Dead silence.

Harmony.

The air in the whole bathroom is frozen, as if the pause button was pressed when the DVD was playing.

The four of us looked at each other, each with her own ulterior motives, and dared not make a move.

At the moment, Tang, who was drunk, didn't know that Gu had vomited dinner on her head. Moreover, her hair was coiled into a very elegant bun today, just like a blooming lotus-"a tragedy". The heart of this lotus flower is like a small bowl, which holds Gu's half of the dinner. With Tang, I can't make up my mind, and the bowl for eating is also rickety, always teetering. Our eyes were attracted by the bowl on Tang's head, and I suddenly felt that Tang in front of us was like an acrobat performing a bowl of water on his head to keep balance.

Tang seemed to be standing in front of him, very moved. She said, "Thank you, Gu Li, you are still willing to take care of me. I thought you didn't want to talk to me anymore. "

Gu's pupils stared at the things in the bowl in horror at the moment and kept shaking "..."

Don: "Don't mention how touched you were when you touched my back just now."

Gu pupil kept jumping, "..."

Don: "Really, thank you!" "

With that, she made a 90-degree bow to Coulee.

Look at the bowl of porridge higher than Tang's head, and look at her head. She watched her step by step in despair, and then she felt hot liquid coming in from her chest.

Nanxiang and I are getting weaker and weaker.

Tiny Age 3.0 Golden Age Serial 20 10 ends in April, which is not to be continued, so stay tuned. ...

The third chapter serial 20 10 in May:

"What happened later? You bowed to Coulee and didn't let her throw the fangs on the spot and suck the blood out of your neck? " Gu Zhun looked at Tang, his black eyebrows twisted like a pair of Nike logos, giving him a handsome face with a sense of happiness, and his expression was serious and curious.

"Of course not, Guli is my good sister." Tang Wanru turned her chair towards Gu Zhun with bedroom eyes. "I tell you, handsome boy, the scene was really spectacular. The hot soup was left in your sister's cleavage, and your sister's face hasn't changed. In spite of the storm, she stood still. "

Nan Xiang and I pull a long face. We understand that Coulee was unmoved only because of that scene, just like a high-performance computer suddenly encountered a difficult calculation beyond its program logic, so it-crashed.

I closed my eyes, and the golden sun shone on my eyelids, and my retina was as red as hot magma.

That night, the four of us huddled in the advanced bathroom of the Grand Hyatt Hotel on the Bund and took a bath happily. There is a shower nozzle in the toilet for guests playing in the open-air swimming pool, and the water quality is filtered by a three-layer water purification system. Of course Coulee is not happy. When she used the shower nozzle to flush water into her chest, her expression seemed to be that a Japanese samurai was about to pick up the mountain city and cut her belly. It is really useful to watch, and it is the tragic beauty of ups and downs.

Compared with, Tang is much more sloppy. She untied the bun fixed on her head with countless clips and hairspray, and then shook her hair hard. She has loved to do this action since she was a child. Every time she feels like a model in a shampoo advertisement on TV, there is a moving light hitting her hair, and a slow-motion high-speed camera captures her perfect moment. But in fact, whenever she closes her eyes like this, she shakes her hair violently. Her expression makes people feel like an aunt who sells vegetables in the street was suddenly struck by lightning-of course, the "dinner" in Gu on her head also dispersed with the light dance of her hair.

It was very late after we tossed in the bathroom. When the four of us came out wrapped in bathrobes provided by the hotel, the guests outside left one after another. I think everyone should be very satisfied. After all, it is not always possible to see such a dramatic TV scene as "a woman screaming and falling into a cake".

The four of us sat on the edge of the open-air circular swimming pool, and everyone was empty. Only two waiters in white shirts and black vests are cleaning up 100 more wine glasses and all kinds of messy cups and plates. I didn't speak. I can't even concentrate in advance. The alcohol in my brain hasn't evaporated yet. I'm dizzy, confused and anxious. It seems that a pair of hot hands have been pressing hard on my temple.

However, on that barren terrace, the highest place by the Shanghai River, there were only four of us left, quiet and dark, and it felt really good. I looked up at the flushed South Hunan opposite me and shed two lines of tears.

That night, we took advantage of the booze and asked the hotel staff for swimsuits in the early hours of the morning, and then the four of us plopped into the pool and tossed about in the water like jiaozi. Because everyone drank too much, everyone laughed wildly and wrestled together. Most of the time, I can't tell who is Guli and who is Tang Xiang. . . . )。 In this way, we spent the last two hours in the period when Guli packed.

That night, besides me crying, I felt that the three of them also cried. Nanxiang's tearful eyes are more beautiful than the brightest starlight overhead, which breaks my heart. As for Coulee, although she has repeatedly stressed that her red eyes are because she wears contact lenses and can't stand the disinfectant in the pool, I believe she must have cried. Because I know her best, she has a mouth made of a knife-of course she also has a stainless steel heart.

Needless to say, Tang seems to be crying, and the blind man knows that she is crying. She kept crying with her mouth open, because her mouth was too wide and she cried and swallowed the water in the swimming pool. She cried for so long that the water level in the pool dropped a lot. I cried and shouted at her, "You drink less! You drink less, there is no water in the pool, and my cleavage is exposed to the air! " Gu listened to my words and rolled his eyes the size of table tennis. "Lin Xiao, don't be shameless, cleavage?" What cleavage? Where did your cleavage come from? Do you know where cleavage grows? "After listening to the question of Coulee, I really can't answer right away. I turned to Nanxiang drunk and asked, "Nanxiang, where do you think the cleavage is?" "How can I describe the position, below the throat? Still above the navel? " Nanxiang was about to answer when she heard Tang impatiently tell me, "In the middle of milk!" " Guli A diver sank into the water. It seems that he couldn't stand the blow and committed suicide.

Why are you crying?

Later, I always kept thinking about that night. If God really exists, if he is still awake in the morning, what will he think when he is high above, looking down at the four girls on the highest terrace by the Huangpu River, watching their tears and listening to their ordinary and weak heartbeat?

I think it may be because the scenery is so beautiful now. The dark sky is dotted with diamond-like stars, and the cement forest composed of countless skyscrapers in Lujiazui opposite is dark, leaving only a few windows that are still on because of overtime work. A red navigation light flashes at the top of the skyscraper, as if igniting countless sparks in the ashes blown by the wind, making Lujiazui look like the Milky Way that God put on the river.

I think it may also be because we have accumulated too many emotions, and the high dam we built in our hearts finally collapsed under the impact of alcohol. At that time two years ago, Nanxiang was still a young literary woman immersed in the heavy picture book world and love novels. Her beautiful oil paintings won awards every year, attracting countless school rock youths and body monsters to be crazy about her: Tang was like a petite and shy muscle bullfrog. She likes to wear a huge pink bow on her chest and then run happily on the playground. It seems that there are two lumps sticking to her chest. At that time, Gu Li was still a rogue who committed crimes everywhere with a bank card and calculator all day, but at that time, she didn't really broaden her horizons. She didn't know that there would be something called "afternoon tea" in Shanghai two years later. At that time, she was still satisfied with the breakfast in 68 yuan, and felt very high-end, as long as it could be comparable to other cheap goods in the school; Two years ago, I, such a person from an ordinary family, lived in a greenhouse built of glass houses. I am a delicate rose, the snow outside can't blow me, and my dirty hands can't catch me. The gentle prince reads me love poems every day, but I still stab him with my thorn from time to time. Looking at his painful and handsome face, I became more arrogant. I am thirsty, and someone gives me water to drink when I am cold. In a blink of an eye, I was uprooted and inserted into the Taklimakan desert. Shameless sandstorm frantically stroked my delicate petals, as if a wretched man had ravaged a crying girl with a lewd smile. I was surrounded by tall and burly cacti, all wearing high heels, and I earned only nutrients and water.

It is in this state of Nanxiang-that is, the working state of holding a stopwatch to complete one impossible task after another every day-that the four of us seldom get together, let alone talk all night, let alone lie in the same dormitory and watch the DVD of the concert together, and even having afternoon tea or even a simple lunch together has become a luxury. In countless days, I can watch Li keep talking on the phone and sending and receiving emails in the office. Her face was expressionless, but the light in her eyes looked like a dripping exhaustion. I also witnessed her going to the toilet in the middle of the meeting, because she stayed up all night the night before and then continued the meeting the next morning. I went to the toilet and helped her lift Hermes' scarf in the toilet. She vomited and came back to continue her plastic surgery. Nanxiang, on the other hand, submitted his resume and went to the interview again and again. Sometimes when I get up to go to the toilet at night, I can see her sitting in front of the computer browsing the recruitment website. The coffee cup at her hand has long since stopped steaming. In this kind of life, the student days when we used to tell everything, pour out our hearts, play close-fitting cotton-padded jackets with each other and act as bosom sisters with each other have faded away little by little.

I miss that era.

I really miss those days.

At that time, covered with a layer of soft dust, it stroked our wrinkle-free face like warm silk, and tears could flow into the neckline along the corners of young and smooth eyes.

At that time, when we lived in the university dormitory together, every Saturday afternoon when we stayed at school together, we would turn on the radio and listen to a nostalgic golden melody column on the radio. The theme song "Dreamcatcher" of Flying Fox in Snow Mountain is always played repeatedly in that column. Whenever Feng Feifei sings "Look at me", we will sing loudly together, look at each other, and stretch out our hands affectedly to imitate the posture of the heroine in Qiong Yao's drama.

That night, in the tumbling pool and underwater advanced LED electroluminescence, I suddenly understood what adults said before, what is life. Life is force majeure, which is the only and eternal overlord clause in the contract. No one can change it. So under such a romantic and eternal starry sky, in the high-rise Qionglou Yuyu, we cried and laughed and said a lot. I'm drunk, and I don't remember most of it, but I finally understand that whether Tang or Tang, she will always be the person in our hearts, such as-yes, that pet. She told us about Nanxiang's mother taking drugs, and she called the police. She was completely frightened. She went to Nanxiang's house and quarreled with Nanxiang. As a result, when she opened the door of Nanxiang's house with a murderous look on her face, there was a heroic scene of Nanxiang's mother sticking a needle in her arm. She is completely out of the idea of protecting Nanxiang. The education she received from childhood is "If something goes wrong, call the police uncle." Unlike me, I have been successfully brainwashed into "looking for Coulee if something goes wrong". It's just that this move was misunderstood by several of us at that time under the low pressure of "love and hate in the Weihaitang triangle in southern Hunan". Actually, think about it. If I had known that Nanxiang was related to drugs, I might have called the police. I can't watch her go to hell, what's more, I'm not a Coulee, and I can solve the problem with a few phone calls.

When Tang said it, he was particularly bold and waved his hand. "That's all right, of course I can understand! If I were him, I would like you too. You are so beautiful, you can draw, and your breasts are big and your hips are fat. I am particularly comfortable to lose to you! " Tang estimates that she has read some books during this period, and she can use the word "big breasts and fat buttocks" to describe it. At the beginning of her freshman year, she described a girl with big breasts in our department as not so elegant. "Shit, look at that woman, her chest is as big as Turpan!" I didn't understand at that time, so I asked her, "Isn't Turpan a basin? Sink! " Don is very calm. "Yes, that's the pit that the woman threw out."

At this time, Tang leaned his head on Nanxiang's shoulder, looked at it and added in time: "If I lose, I won't figure it out. Who wants to fall in love with the abacus! "

A loud applause woke me up from my memory. In the golden sunshine, Gu Zhun and Neil couldn't help applauding Don Wan Ru after hearing her heroic deeds. Don looked at the two sexy men in front of him and applauded himself with a smile. Her eyes are charming. She can't help being short of breath. She raised her hand and gently held her chest. She doesn't seem to know whether she is excited or want to throw up. It's hard to say.