This night, I was completely unconscious by a few unscrupulous old drunkards, and I didn't know how I got back to the rental house, but I only vaguely remembered that Su Weikang and Meng Shengle were holding my arm, and Jiang Jingya was chattering from the side.

When I opened my eyes the next day, it was already mid-morning, I was lying on the small bed in my bedroom, my head hurt and almost exploded, there was a washbasin at the head of the bed, which was full of yellow and white things that had vomited, and there was a cup of cold white on the bedside table.

I rubbed my temples and slowly got up, my eyeballs rolled up and tried to remember the events of last night, but my brain seemed to be completely disconnected, and I couldn't figure out anything, and I muttered to myself, "Paralyzed, drunk again.."

When I was in a daze, the door of the room was slammed open with a "bang", and then Su Weikang shouted at me: "Uncle Lang, get up, uh.. How do you feel?"

I pouted angrily and muttered: "I feel like I want to hit someone, go, go to the coffee table outside and bring me a cup of milk, every time I drink too much, Xiaoying will definitely prepare a cup of fresh beef for me."

As I spoke, I suddenly realized that Wang Ying had completely left my life, wiped my forehead dryly and said, "You go out first, I'll get up immediately." ”

"Uncle Lang, do you want to drink milk?" asked me in confusion.

"Let's get out. I waved at him.

Su Weikang hurriedly said: "If you want to drink, I'll help you go out and order it later."

"I'll let you out!" I raised my voice.

Su Weikang was stunned for a moment, and after a few seconds of silence, he closed the door of the room with a "bang".

I rubbed my cheeks and whispered with a stiff smile: "Hehe, you're gone, but you give me the stinky problem I am used to." ”

Looking at the familiar furnishings in the room, looking at the cartoon sheets that Wang Ying had carefully selected on the bed, my heart felt as if it was blocked by something all of a sudden.

I used to think that sadness would shed a lot of tears, but it turned out that real sadness is not a single tear.

Maybe I thought that the unforgettable memories were not worth mentioning in her place at all, fifteen days in the detention center, Wang Ying did not visit me, and she didn't know where to go for the reception banquet after she came out, maybe she was completely dead to me, but at this moment, I really didn't feel any warmth related to love in her.

After changing into clean clothes, I walked out of the room slowly, in the living room outside the house, Su Weikang, Da Tao Xiaotao, and Ayi were from a piece of gold flowers, and there was a tinkling busy sound in the direction of the kitchen, and I saw that the door was bare, and I asked curiously: "Who cooks?"

Ayi threw me a cigarette and said with a smile: "Brother Le, he said that he wanted to show everyone a hand." ”

I pouted and scolded: "He will make a chicken rice, hurry up and order some takeout." ”

I sat on the sofa, pressed the TV remote control casually, and changed the channel boringly, Su Weikang dropped the playing cards in his hand, sat next to me and raised his head and said, "Uncle Lang, you drank too much last night." ”

Hearing his words, I instantly asked curiously, "What's wrong with me?"

Su Weikang took out a lighter and lit the cigarette on the side of his mouth for me, sighed and said: "Sister Xiaoya wanted to send you back last night, you said that you don't need to use it, and gave people a stinky scolding, saying that you only have Wang Ying in your heart, let her stop being delusional, last night so old people watched, how can you make a girl's family love, no one can persuade you, and in the end, if it weren't for Uncle Qi slapping you in the mouth, it is estimated that you can scold even more ugly words." ”