Chapter 52: Can You Walk With Me?

I held the doorknob and finally pushed the door open, because at this time I couldn't choose to avoid it, since I couldn't hide, then I would face it calmly.

"I knew you would definitely come to Han Yue's office, because today was her last day at Qichen. "Wang Hao spoke before me, but the suppressed expression on his face still did not decrease.

I said calmly, "It seems that you are waiting for me." ”

Wang Hao stood up from the chair, tidied up his clothes, and said with a gloomy face: "Go out and talk." It is estimated that because this is a company, it is inconvenient to speak, so he chose to suppress the emotions in his heart that were about to explode at any time.

This scene in front of me, to be honest, I feel quite chilled, although we used to not have a good relationship as "brothers", but at least we were good friends who almost talked about everything, but now we have come to this point......

When I went out of the office, the two big men didn't know where to go, so I asked, "Where do you want to go?"

Wang Hao replied in a low voice: "As long as there is wine, you can go anywhere." ”

"Okay. ”

After speaking, I took Wang Hao directly to a food stall that Yangfan and I often go to on weekdays. The company is not far from the food stall, and it takes more than ten minutes to arrive.

During the rush hour after work, the business of the food stalls is very hot, there are business people in formal clothes, and there are migrant workers and uncles who are busy finishing their work, no matter what their identity is, all gathered in one place, just to enjoy the sense of release after experiencing work pressure. However, a place like this full of fireworks will be more or less uncomfortable for a *** like Wang Hao.

I found a place to sit down, only to see him covering his nose and frowning with a look of disgust on his face.

I stopped the action of opening the bag of dishes and chopsticks, looked at him and asked, "It's rare to come to eat in this kind of place, right? If you don't get used to it, we can change places." ”

"No, it's here. Wang Hao probably couldn't put it down, so he said hard, so he pulled out a chair and sat down opposite me.

Soon, all the dishes we ordered were on the table, but we didn't eat much, and we drank a lot of wine in the box we had just ordered.

Wang Hao drank all the beer in the cup, put the cup on the table vigorously, he exhaled heavily, and said with a distracted expression but a regretful tone: "Cheng Ting, if we don't work in the same company, maybe we can become good friends!"

I didn't understand why he suddenly said that, but I replied anyway, "But if we weren't in the same company, we wouldn't have known each other, let alone become friends." ”

"Huh...... Lao Tzu doesn't care who is Qichen or who leaves, but Han Yue can't! But because of your arrival, all this has changed, I really can't understand why Han Yue made this decision for you, you have only known each other for a few months, but Lao Tzu and Han Yue have known each other for ten years! Why is she willing to leave Kaichen for you, and she refuses to listen to my persuasion. Wang Hao spread his hands to support the two corners of the table, his eyes stared at me, and the emotions of unwillingness and anger were completely written on his face.

I picked up the bottle and poured three rounds of wine in a row, and when I drank the last glass, I raised my hand to wipe the remaining wine, and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry...... I never thought anything like this would happen. ”

"I'm sorry? An apology is useful, is it that all people who make mistakes deserve to be forgiven?" he suddenly took out three bottles of beer from under the table, and said fiercely: "Aren't you very good at drinking?" Come, you give me these three bottles to drink at one time, and then I will drink them slowly with you. ”

I looked at the three bottles of beer in front of me, took a deep breath, and said after a while, "If you think you have to do this to relieve your anger, then I'll drink it." ”

I picked up one of the beers, bit the cap with my teeth, raised my head and drank it. In this winter, even if the beer is not frozen, it still feels uncomfortable to drink it.

After the first bottle......

The second bottle is finished......

By the time I reached the last half of the third bottle, I couldn't drink any more, not because I was drunk, but because my stomach was very uncomfortable! After a tumbling convulsion, I couldn't stand it anymore, and I vomited into the box with the empty bottles.

After a while, a pack of tissues was thrown in front of my desk, and the corner of my eye skimmed over that it was Wang Hao who threw the tissues over, and he was not really as indifferent as a stranger. I pulled out a few tissues to wipe the sides of my mouth, picked up a cup of tea and rinsed my mouth, and then sat upright.

Wang Hao leaned on the back of the chair with Erlang's legs crossed, lit a cigarette and threw a cigarette at the same time, and the look on his face finally calmed down.

He spat out a smoke ring and said, "You can really drink...... But I've vomited, so don't drink it if you can't drink it. ”

I picked up the cigarette he threw and lit it, and sneered inwardly, for anyone who can really drink knows that after spitting it out, it's like not drinking it, especially beer. I know it's hurtful, but it's too late to worry about it at this time.

With the strength of alcohol, I said confidently: "Isn't this just for drinking and talking? This is just the beginning, I will drink as much as you want, but there is one thing, the matter between us must be settled tonight." Tomorrow is New Year's Day, and the new year will begin soon, so is it possible to save things for the New Year?"

When I say this, it is tantamount to obviously starting a war against Wang Hao in the form of drinking, but I just want to guide him in this way, because there are many contradictions between men, and a drink can basically solve a large part of the problem.

Wang Hao took off the suit in his mouth with a cigarette butt in his mouth, and rolled up the sleeves on both sides of his shirt, like a ruffian in a formal suit. He took the last puff of his cigarette and threw the butt the ground.

From the moment he shook off the cigarette butt, I knew that what I said had worked, and it was destined that one of us would have to lie down tonight.

......

This night, I forgot how many bottles of beer I drank with him and how many packs of cigarettes I smoked, but I remember that Wang Hao, who was too drunk, kept telling me about the bits and pieces that had happened between him and Han Yue for so many years. Their relationship can be summed up in one sentence, that is: more than friends, less than lovers. They were very close, but they couldn't get there.

Thankfully, I was the winner in this "wine war". Actually, this is also expected, I still have a certain amount of confidence in my own drinking, because this is genetic, there is no way.

I called a taxi to take him to the hotel, opened a room with him, and rudely threw him on the bed, well, that's it, I don't have to think about anything else, my sexuality is very clear. After doing this, I left the hotel directly.

Out of the hotel, I didn't choose to take a ride back to the rental house, anyway, it is not far from the accommodation, so I simply walked back, just took a walk to dissipate the smell of alcohol.

I first found a nearby convenience store and bought a bottle of milk to relieve hangover, and to be honest, after drinking so much alcohol, it would be very uncomfortable for anyone to change it. I took off my coat, slung it over my shoulders, and walked in the wind of this cold winter night.

"Jingle Bell~"

The mobile phone that had not moved in my pocket all night suddenly rang with a message reminder tone, and I took it out and saw that it was a message from Han Yue.

"Can you walk with me?"

The short seven words even the punctuation marks are omitted. I looked at the information on the screen for a moment, so much so that I stopped, because it was already past eleven o'clock, and I was afraid that asking me out for a walk so late would not really be as simple as "walking".

After hesitating for a while, I finally moved my fingers and typed and replied, "Well, the address is here, I'll go find you." ”

After the message was sent, I walked to the side of the lamppole and leaned against it, with a milk straw in my mouth, and watched the car in a daze. The drunkenness caused by alcohol made me watch this bizarre world gradually become dreamy, and I couldn't tell what was real and what was fake......