Liu Dongsheng and I didn't talk too late - to be precise, there was nothing to say between Liu Dongsheng and me.

I refused his request, but Liu Dongsheng kept tempting me to agree.

I was a little hesitant, but when I smelled the aroma of ripe oranges, I was determined.

Rejected Liu Dongsheng's request.

While my request was good to me, I might want to ......

But I refused.

I don't know if I'll regret it, but, at least for now, let me choose to say no.

The citrus-smelling woman was really not the woman in the bar.

She followed us out of the bar.

In my surprised gaze, she sat in the back seat of Liu Dongsheng's car.

This woman was brought by Liu Dongsheng?

It should be.

I just don't know where Liu Dongsheng found this woman.

What kind of relationship is there between her and Liu Dongsheng.

But when I think of such a sweet and ripe orange flavor, it will plop on Liu Dongsheng's body......

Will my heart hurt?

It should be, there are only countless regrets.

In any case, this woman and I are just meeting each other after all.

Although she left me with endless reverie......

But, whatever one may say......

She is also Liu Dongsheng's woman, or rather, the woman Liu Dongsheng found.

It has nothing to do with me.

It doesn't matter to me whose car she gets in.

Liu Dongsheng and I looked at each other, but I didn't hear clearly.

I just looked inexplicably at the woman sitting in the car, with her head down, not saying a word.

After that, she and Liu Dongsheng must be going to do that kind of thing, right?

I thought of it inexplicably.

But he laughed at himself - what does this have to do with me?

Liu Dongsheng asked me and her to ...... just now I didn't agree with either.

What's the matter now, have you softened your heart, or do you regret it?

The outside of the bar is not as lively as the inside.

Liu Dongsheng and the others left in a hurry, and soon I was left alone, blowing the cold wind alone.

Look at the young men and women in and out of the bar, all in pairs.

Even if it's not with a male and female companion, it's a few groups, and it's full of interest.

It's just me, alone, standing in the cold wind, only a wisp of cigarette as a companion.

I suddenly felt a little lonely.

Never have I ever been to a bar with my wife.

I rarely go to bars, and I used to have fun with my classmates.

I just didn't expect that I would have a person standing at the door of the bar, sad for the day.

Is it because the cold wind at night is too cold?

I couldn't help but tighten my clothes, but I just wished that there were many people around me, even if they could talk to me, it would be good.

It's ridiculous.

I'm obviously a family man.

Now, why is it so lonely?

My wife – is she really a qualified wife?

I think no matter how low the standard of "qualified" is, she is also unqualified.

After all, she's pregnant with someone else's child!

Cheating behind my back, messing around behind my back.

Once upon a time, I didn't know it, she was like a wild beast......

It dawned on me that the cold I was feeling might not be all the wind.

The moon in the sky is cold, and my heart is also cold.

How can I resist this chill rising from the bottom of my heart?

A cigarette was quickly finished, I tidied up my shirt and prepared to take a taxi away.

The noise at the door of the bar attracted me.

It wasn't any yelling or laughter.

But...... Swearing?

I follow the prestige.

It was a couple of men, surrounded by a petite girl in the middle.

One of the men tried to grab the girl by the wrist in order to keep the girl in check.

The girl naturally resisted, screaming from time to time, waving her arms indiscriminately to resist the man.

But she is a girl after all, and she is petite and cute, how can she resist those big men?

The men were dressed like regulars in the bar, but the girl was like a white rabbit who had strayed into a wolf's den.

The girl was dressed in a lovely dress, small black patent leather shoes, white stockings and white lace on her feet.

He also wore a white beret on his head.

It's just that this beret may have been worn too many times, and it was washed a little yellowish.

The girl screamed again, and I snuffed out my cigarette and walked briskly.

Usually when I encounter this kind of thing, I walk around.

Heroes save beauty? I'm sorry, my own work tasks and things haven't been done yet!

Only this time......

Is it because you are really idle and panicked, or because you are lonely and want to die?

Or maybe it's because of the white beret?

"What are you doing!"

The group of men was caught off guard and was pushed away from behind by me.

I swooped over them and stood in front of the girl.

It was only then that I could see clearly that the men—not so much men, but a group of young men whose beards had not yet been shaved.

They have messy hairstyles and tattoos on their arms.

It doesn't look like a serious person.

"You step on a horse!"

The boy I pushed away yelled and scolded.

He yelled and cursed, and he was about to push and shove me.

I pushed it out, but I didn't move.

The boy was stunned for a moment, probably knowing that he had encountered hard stubble.

"Who are you, you! I tell you, don't make trouble with my uncle!"

The boy didn't push it all of a sudden, but his mouth was full of cruel words.

"Our brothers are having a good time with this little sister, who are you, don't make trouble for us!"

"I want to ask, who are you?"

I deliberately kept my voice down to make my tone more harsh.

It's like their homeroom teacher or dean.

"What, what's wrong? Who you care about us!"

The group of boys were visibly shaken, and they asked rhetorically, "Who are you?"

"Who am I?"

"I'm her brother!"

I suddenly raised my voice and scolded.

I don't know if the boys on the other side were scared, but I could clearly perceive that the girls behind me subconsciously grabbed the corners of my clothes.

"You, you said you were her brother, and we believed it?"

"Oh, what do I have to do to believe me? Do you want me to call the police now, let the police tell you if I'm her brother?"

I pulled out my phone, and the screen was fixed on the call interface.

Let them see clearly that the number column.

"Cut!" the boys were obviously out of confidence.

They glanced at each other, then turned and fled quickly.

I didn't forget to shout: "You give me a little care—you're ruthless this time!"

I sighed as I watched them run away.

"Are you alright?" I asked, turning to the girl behind me.

But before I could turn around, a creepy voice rang out.

"Brother Wen Chu?"