novel for you Chapter 1815: Expressing One's Feelings
Chapter 1815: Expressing One's Feelings
unconsciously.
All four of them were drunk.
When talking about women, Zhao Ritian began to open his heart and told about his first love, a girl named Xu Xuejiao.
He hugged Lu Chengwen and said that he had never seen such a simple, kind, lovely, and pure girl. In his heart, she was always the most beautiful. Even if one day he was old and about to say goodbye to this world, he would definitely recall her every smile and frown...
Long Aotian put his arm around Jiang Xiaohu’s shoulders.
Long Aotian cried and spoke out the pain in his heart. He said that he couldn't do it, and he wouldn't be able to do it for at least another four years.
He bit his lip, tears streaming down his face:
"I don't tell others about this kind of thing easily. Who can I tell? Who do I dare to tell? I'm the eldest senior brother!"
Hu Dian was also a little drunk: "A few years, it just passed in a flash."
"No! I'm not talking about anything else, I'm just talking about this!"
Long Aotian drummed his fingers on the table, his tongue agape: "Me! Long Aotian! I'm the God of War of the Frontier!"
"When I was in the Iron Red Army... when Kaka left, everyone would call me a girl? Young Master?"
"Yes, yes, please stop drinking..."
"No! I want to drink! I want to speak!"
Zhao Ritian shouted, "It's poisonous!"
Long Aotian's head felt heavy, and he had to keep trying to lift it up:
"I used to be one of the Four Great Guards! I was the Frontier God of War! Ever since I came to this lousy Snow City, I've been so damn unlucky!"
Jiang Xiaohu sighed: "Calm down..."
Long Aotian burped and counted on his fingers for Jiang Xiaohu: "The four great guards all ran off with Lu Chengwen. Blame me, but I just want to ask!"
Long Aotian slammed his hands on the table. "Those bastard kings of Skynet, and those bastard kings, why do they all have to beat me up?! Why?! I'm asking you, why?!"
He slammed the table so hard that a pair of chopsticks flew off.
Jiang Xiaohu said: "You've drunk too much..."
"I didn't drink too much!"
Long Aotian raised his wine cup and continued to clink glasses with Jiang Xiaohu:
"I hate Lu Chengwen! Sometimes I really want to strangle him to death. I'll find a deserted place, strangle him to death, and throw him into a ditch!"
"And Zhao Ritian, he's my nemesis. Just ignore him. He's a benevolent man, no worse than me. No matter how we fight, it's always a draw, and he's still full of anger!"
"Just ignore him. He's still a moron and a chatterbox. He keeps nagging all day long and can't stop... He's even more hateful than Lu Chengwen..."
Jiang Xiaohu felt dizzy and said helplessly, "I thought you three were quite harmonious..."
"Harmony is bullshit!"
Long Aotian was swaying and almost unable to sit still, and continued to pour himself some wine.
"Lu Chengwen has something. Although his talent isn't as strong as mine and Ri Tian's, he always... manages to turn the tide and turn adverse circumstances into his own advantage. And to be honest, I've observed him for a long time, and he's really kind. Damn it, a profiteer who everyone would want to kill if the news got out, and yet he's so soft-hearted that everyone feels sorry for him... This idiot, I'm driving myself crazy with him all the time!"
"If it were me, I would kill anyone who dared to stand in my way like this. I would kill them all and not leave any hidden dangers behind!"
Jiang Xiaohu said: "He is different from us, he drinks."
Long Aotian said, "Zhao Ritian... he's quite loyal and filial. I'm angry, and I really had the chance to kill him several times... but... you know... this guy... damn it! I feel like I've been infected by Lu Chengwen!"
Jiang Xiaohu patted him on the back: "People are like this. How am I?"
"you?"
"what!"
Jiang Xiaohu was also infected. He was already drunk, and he had never encountered such an... unrestrained drinking party in his life.
We are young people, who doesn’t want to open up to his brothers and express his true feelings?
"You're all stronger than me! Much stronger!"
Jiang Xiaohu wiped away a tear and drank a glass:
"In name, ah, I'm the Young Master of the Jiang Family. Do you know how much pressure I'm under? There's a lot of turmoil within the family. We have no shortage of geniuses in our generation. What's the difference between me and you? Of course! The little monkey is better than me in many ways. If that little dog Jiang hadn't died, and he had been given a few more years, who knows what would have happened!"
"The older generation in my family are so scheming, my God! We're called a family, but there are so many of us, all scheming for power and money. Sometimes I don't even know what they're up to! I have to force myself to listen even though I don't understand!"
"To say I'm on par with White Fang is a misreading. How terrifying is White Fang? In this generation, I'm the only one who can be on par with him, and I've been improving very quickly. I feel like he's progressing just as fast! Every time I think I should ditch him, then when we meet and fight, I find he has the same idea as me. Hahahaha, he gets so pissed off that he asks me who I learned it from and what the hell I learned. In today's world, how many people dare to teach me?"
Long Aotian said: "You, the eldest young master of the Jiang family, are so proud to come and go!"
"It's useless! Brother, let me tell you, it's useless!"
Jiang Xiaohu waved his hands, expressing his strong opposition. "It's just to scare outsiders, to put on an act for the Jianghu people! I can't lose face for the Jiang family no matter where I go. Seriously, if a wave of masters of Tiger Head's level really showed up today, even if there were ten or eight of them, I would have no other choice but to fight. No way out, I won't back down until I die in battle! It's the Jiang family's face!"
Jiang Xiaohu slapped his cheeks and said, "You can't lose it here!"
Long Aotian said: "Speaking of this, I have to envy Cheng Wen. He is so shameless that he will give in when asked to and run away when told to. He has no psychological burden at all!"
Zhao Ritian was already drunk, completely drunk.
He drank so much that he went under the table, hugged Long Aotian's calf and rubbed it.
Tears streaming down her face: "Xuejiao, wuwuwu... Xuejiao... do you know how I feel? Xuejiao... wuwuwu..."
Long Aotian glanced down and continued drinking.
Said to Jiang Xiaohu: "I think... you usually look so majestic!"
"It's no use!"
Jiang Xiaohu smiled bitterly, "Brother, what should I do if I don't pretend? What should I do? At home, ah, there's a bunch of geniuses chasing after me; outside, heh, everyone looks at me and thinks I represent the Jiang family. My abilities, my temperament, my attitude... every aspect of it, I represent the Jiang family. The Jiang family is so big, so complicated, and there are so many powerful people. How can I represent it? How old am I? Sometimes I really hate myself for being born into the Jiang family!"
"Take drinking, for example. I don't have any friends who can get drunk like you guys! Not even one! I don't dare! I'm afraid of losing my composure after drinking and bringing shame to the Jiang family! Others don't dare either. When they drink with me, they wish they could take three tons of hangover pills beforehand to stay calm..."
Lu Chengwen came over and said, "Zhao Ritian is screwed. I didn't expect that he would be the first to fall today."
Jiang Xiaohu said, "Lu Chengwen, let me tell you, as brothers, we have this life, so we're brothers in this life. If there's no afterlife, I'll miss you in the next life..."
Lu Chengwen sighed and said distressedly: "Brother, drink some more. Senior Brother, drink more with my eldest brother, and I will record you two."