"One bottle for another, I'll pay. ”

Cen Ge didn't speak, bent down, opened the two dozen wines on the table, and separated half of them and pushed them to the opposite side.

I picked a bottle of beer and drank it dry for ten seconds.

Picked up another bottle of wine, still ten seconds.

The fourteenth bottle of wine, but drank it for two full minutes, the wine in front of the person opposite did not move at all, one bottle for a glass, people paid the bill, not to watch him drink, just to enjoy the pleasure of this oppression, he knew that they were all incompetent people, but he couldn't do anything.

Cen Ge felt that the wine had reached his throat, almost drowning him.

The fifteenth bottle of wine, Cen Ge covered his mouth and hurriedly fled to the bathroom, his stomach was already overturning.

I don't know how long it took, Cen Ge wondered if he had vomited out his stomach, so he stopped, then slowly supported himself, raised his head, looked at himself in the mirror opposite, and looked at himself in the opposite mirror, still this pale face with water droplets, laughed, stretched out his hand and pressed his stomach, fortunately, his stomach was still there, although it hurt so much that he could barely stand.

Yan Leng looked at it very closely in the previous week, begging Sister Mei to change her class for two days, this class can't be smashed today, but don't worry about Sister Mei anymore, Sister Mei is not easy.

Cen Ge wanted to tense his abdomen and force himself to ignore the bouts of colic in his stomach, but to no avail.

Suddenly, it was dark in front of him, it was over, this was Cen Ge's last thought before he fell, and he would see Yan Leng's black face again tomorrow, and suddenly stretched out a pair of hands from the side and hugged him before his face hit the ground.

"Thank you......" Cen Ge knew that someone had saved his face and indirectly saved his ears, but he was still colorful and illusory in front of him, but he had already thanked him in his mouth. But he found that the person next to him hadn't left, but warmed his stomach with his hand, and he was shocked, and after a few seconds, when it was finally clear, he found that the "savior" standing in front of him turned out to be Yan Leng. ”…… Yan Leng. Cen Ge didn't expect Yan Leng to come, he actually didn't want Yan Leng to see himself like this, he didn't think there was anything to look up for doing this kind of thing, he just didn't want Yan Leng to see him like a wolf.

Yan Leng was almost speechless, his heart was very distressed, the Cen Ge who teased and looked at him and handed him soap during the day, Cen Ge who could still laugh when he was chased and killed that day, Cen Ge who was quiet reading at home and became a world of his own, now this Cen Ge who almost fell to the ground without him, what else can Yan Leng say, he just wants to take Cen Ge home now, feed him a whole bowl of hot porridge, and watch him snoring when he falls asleep.

"Yan Leng, I'm on a shift with someone else......" He wanted to say that he couldn't go home with him, he wanted to say that you should go home first, he wanted to say that I was fine, but looking at Yan Leng, he couldn't say a word.

Yan Leng looked at Cen Ge, and suddenly kissed Cen Ge's cheek gently, thinking to himself that he had accepted his fate.

Yan Leng can take Cen Ge home in the name of distress, or he can charter a box in the name of love, so that Cen Ge can always accompany him, but he can't do this.

Yan Leng said to Cen Ge two days ago, I really want to keep the Yonghe Hall, so that you are me alone.

Cen Ge also replied half-jokingly and half-seriously, "Young Master, don't, this is the last bit of temper for people like us who are struggling to survive."

So Yan Leng knew that even if he wanted to protect Cen Ge with his wings so much, he couldn't do it, because it belonged to Cen Ge's stubbornness, and it also belonged to a man's dignity and persistence, and it had nothing to do with love, just a reasonless but meaningful persistence.

Two people need to be considerate and loving together, while two men need more together, and they have to make sacrifices. But Cen Ge has nothing left to sacrifice, because he has nothing but his lover and his last dignity.

Because he loves Cen Ge, he will be fulfilled, and he can't let Cen Ge lose his last dignity for him.

This two-choice question is not difficult for Cen Ge, because he and Yan Leng, he never has to hesitate.

So Yan Leng swallowed everything he wanted to say, and just kissed Cen Ge on the cheek, so he just said to Cen Ge, go home early.

Two hours later, at eleven o'clock, Cen Ge vomited all the wine in his stomach, changed his clothes, got off work, and went home.

As soon as Cen Ge went out, he felt a cold wind blowing, coupled with a thin layer of sweat on his head, he felt a little cold, but thinking that he was not going back to the dormitory, but to the home of the two of them, he felt that his stomach was not so uncomfortable.

Just as Cen Ge was about to walk home, he was suddenly wrapped in an overcoat, hugged tightly, and stuffed into the car.

Yan Leng.

As soon as Cen Ge sat down, he was stuffed with a paper bag, and hurriedly hugged it, and found that the contents of the bag were still hot, and when he opened it, he saw that it was full of a box of yam porridge and neat small duck burritos.

"Eat in the car or eat at home?" Yan Leng asked Cen Ge as he started the car.

"Eat in the car, hungry. Cen Ge smiled, and as he spoke, he took the spoon and drank the porridge in a big gulp.

"You eat slowly, you save a stomach ache for a while. Yan Leng looked at Cen Ge while looking at him.

Cen Ge was busy drinking porridge and eating cakes, and he really couldn't find time to sort out Yan Leng in his busy schedule, Yan Leng found that he couldn't compare to a bowl of porridge, and his heart was stabbed.

Yan Leng drove the car so slowly and leisurely, driving for nearly thirty minutes, which was only ten minutes at most, and finally, when Cen Ge patted his stomach with satisfaction to show that he was very satisfied, Yan Leng also drove the car to the door of the house.

After they tossed for a long time and washed themselves clean, it was already twelve o'clock.

Yan Leng changed into pajamas, sat on the sofa in the hall, and watched TV absentmindedly, I have to say that the programs broadcast on TV in 98 really didn't arouse Yan Leng's interest, and now it's midnight again, and almost all the stations are replaying the classic tracks of the Spring Festival Gala, and his head is big when he listens to it.

But he can't help it, the country in 98 is like this, no matter how much he misses the ball games and movies of later generations, it won't help, even if their family has a big business, they can't say that they will make a movie if they make a movie, and they can make a variety show if they say that the whole variety show can be the whole variety show. Leng's not to mention it for the time being, the Yan family alone can't just shoot something casually, the Yan family is a military and political family, every move is not only on behalf of themselves, they all have special significance, if you are not careful, you may be caught by the opponent, and you will regret it at that time.

Yan Leng sat on the sofa, watching such a boring midnight show in 98, and occasionally a bunch of colorful music stations could be broadcast, not that he was too boring, nor that he was too energetic to sleep, but that he was waiting for Cen Ge intentionally or unintentionally, not that Cen Ge had to come and stay with him, in fact, he suddenly liked this feeling of waiting, it was amazing, it was no longer a boundless thought, but a living person who could wait no matter how long he waited.

For the first time, he felt that it was really a blessing to have someone to wait for.

And Cen Ge, who was lying flat on the bed, with one hand behind his head and the other hand warming his stomach, his smile slowly overflowed, it turned out that there were still people waiting for him to go home together.

He had a home and someone to go home with him.

Cen Ge looked at the key hanging on the sticky hook on his head, his eyes gradually drifted, and he fell asleep, tonight, there will be good dreams.