It took about ten minutes for the waiter to wipe down basically all the carpets in the room, and then Song Yiming continued to give orders, pointing to the instant noodle bowl at the head of the other bed, \"Hurry up and take that thing to the bathroom for me and pour it out!\"

The waiter hurriedly walked over to pick up the instant noodle bowl and walked to the bathroom.

Who would have thought that Song Yiming saw the waiter walking up to him, and quickly stretched out a leg, the waiter couldn't dodge, and was directly tripped and fell to the ground, and the soup in the instant noodle bowl spilled on the ground.

The waiter seemed to be stunned, kneeling on the ground and trembling at a loss, Song Yiming kicked him again and yelled: "What are you doing in a daze?? Hurry up and clean up Lao Tzu!!\"

The waiter seemed to be trying to keep himself from crying, and his voice changed a little, \"That's it...... Already...... It's not clean...... It's not clean......\"

Song Yiming lowered his body, grabbed the waiter's hair violently, and said word by word to his ear: \"Then lick Lao Tzu clean!!!\"

Even after suffering so much humiliation, the waiter didn't seem to have any intention of resisting, although it seemed that it was still easy to restrain Song Yiming with his figure, but he still leaned down obediently, and really stretched out his tongue to lick the stain.

Li Moyang really couldn't stand it anymore, he helped the waiter to intercede, but Song Yiming didn't seem to appreciate it, and he didn't even turn his head to look at Li Moyang, just watched the waiter lick the stains on the ground, and his face was full of complicated expressions mixed with anger and satisfaction.

It took ten minutes for the waiter to get up and say, "That's it...... I can't get rid of it...... You...... Can you leave me alone......\"

As soon as he heard this, Song Yiming seemed to be completely enraged, although this didn't seem to be a provocative word, but if it wasn't for Li Moyang pulling Song Yiming, maybe Song Yiming would immediately beat this waiter to death.

"Get out! get a new one for Lao Tzu!!\" Song Yiming kicked the waiter so hard that he snorted in pain, rolled over, got up and ran out of the room. Only then did Li Moyang let go of Song Yiming, who was like an enraged beast.

What the hell...... Last time, when I asked him to cooperate with Dong Huasheng, I didn't see him so excited...... Li Moyang was muttering annoyedly in his heart, and Song Yiming, who was still angry, began to speak to Li Moyang again, \"Pack up your things, let's go, change the room......"

Li Moyang was sluggish for a moment, not understanding Song Yiming's intentions, \"What?, change the room?, don't you need to change the hotel......"

Song Yiming frowned and impatiently pushed Li Moyang away, and began to pack up his things, while saying angrily, \"Hmph, are you still afraid that he will go back and complain about me?!!Hurry up and clean up, I don't want to see that's face again......"

In desperation, Li Moyang cured and followed Song Yiming, packed up his things, and went to the front desk to change a room.

As soon as he entered the room, Song Yiming threw them off, smashed his luggage on the bed, sat on the sofa, and buried his face in his hands.

Li Moyang was a little overwhelmed and wanted to go up to comfort him, but before he could speak, Song Yiming suddenly laughed, \"Haha...... Hahaha...... Hahaha...... Even the scene is exactly the same...... It's exactly the same...... That stinky ** and this are really a pair of heaven and earth...... Hahahahaha......ha

After laughing, Song Yiming's laughter gradually turned into a helpless cry.

Seeing Song Yiming's heartbroken and crazy look, Li Moyang didn't know how to comfort him, and sat quietly next to Song Yiming.

Song Yiming kept crying without tears, his shoulders heaved very much, and he continued like this for a while before he wiped his face violently, collapsed on the bed, blocked his eyes with his arms, and sighed, his mood stabilized slightly.

\"Brother Yang, I'm sorry to let you see the joke......"

Hearing Song Yiming say this, Li Moyang was relieved and relieved.

"Hey, why are you talking to me about that...... There's no such thing as watching jokes, who doesn't have an emotional moment...... It's just that I don't understand ......\"

"That man, his name is Yang Guoying. \"

Li Moyang's words were interrupted by Song Yiming with this brainless sentence. Li Moyang opened his mouth and waited for his next step.

After a long time, Song Yiming said: "Twelve years ago, the appearance of this person ruined my life...... But that's just my own problem...... But either way, this guy is the culprit who ruined my life......"

Because he didn't understand it, Li Moyang didn't interject, just listened quietly.

After meeting Song Yiming, in Li Moyang's impression, Song Yiming is a cynical playboy, never worried, easily playing the whole world, nothing can make him miserable and sorrowful.

But no one is born wooden.

No one is born so ruthless.

My name is Song Yiming, and I'm a loser.

There are many failures in this world, but in my opinion, not being able to protect the woman you like is the biggest failure in the world.

Isn't it?

I once had a girl I loved deeply, her name was Sun Chenchen.

My love for her is so meticulous that it spoils her to the point of lawlessness. He has me with him in everything, I will forgive her unconditionally for any mistakes she makes, and I will try to fight for her no matter what she wants.

This unprincipled doting makes me feel very fulfilled, and my woman is very dependent on me and needs me very much.

Until that day.

Twelve years ago, when I was with Chenchen, I often ran to her school, and when I wasn't working, I spent almost all of my time in her school and the nearby Internet café, especially in the days when she came to my aunt every month, I got up at six o'clock every morning, boiled a large glass of brown sugar ginger water, put it in a thermos cup and waited for her downstairs in her dormitory, carried her to the cafeteria for breakfast, watched her drink the brown sugar water, and then carried her to the classroom, and waited under her teaching building after class, carried her to the cafeteria for lunch, and then carried her back to the dormitory downstairs after work.

She almost doesn't walk during her menstrual period, and I will carry her wherever I can go, especially when there is a meeting of the Youth Volunteer Association of their school, and Chenchen, one of the members of the organization department, must be present, and the meeting place is nearly a kilometer away from her dormitory......

Don't believe it, their school is an automobile group investment and construction, is a famous aristocratic school in the country, the school covers an area of more than one million square meters, her dormitory is less than 100 meters into the east gate of the school, and the activity classroom of the Youth Association is next to the west gate of the school, the student organization activity center.