Chapter Twenty-Eight: Living in the Same Room

I answered the phone, and the voice of an unfamiliar man came from the other end of the phone, and after communicating with him for a few words, I realized that the other party was a police officer.

After listening to the police's description, I learned that Fang Wenke was detained for drunk driving.

I hung up the phone, put on my coat again, pulled Liang Xue and hurried to the police station.

Liang Xue was dragged by me and said to me, "Unnamed! You didn't participate in the dance competition, did you? Why don't we go back after the dance! ”

"Forget it, I won't participate. If I go a little later, I guess Fang Wenke will be scared and cry, his little boy has never suffered this kind of crime, and he usually treats me so well. ”

"Okay, it's time to take a taxi."

Liang Xue and I went to the door of the police station, and through inquiry, we found Fang Wenke.

When I saw him, he was slumped in a chair, looking drunk, wearing only a tight vest and sporadic bruises on his forehead.

I walked over distressed, squatted down and gently rubbed his forehead, and then asked him in a low voice, "Fang Wenke, where are your clothes?" ”

Fang Wenke obviously recognized my voice, raised his head slightly, looked at me with his eyes half-open and half-closed, and then he suddenly stood up from his chair and hugged me tightly.

This is the first time I feel that Fang Wenke is an insecure child, at least at the moment when he hugs me tightly, I deeply feel that he needs me.

When I hugged for a minute, Liang Xue came over with the formalities and whispered in my ear: "He was in a drunk driving accident and hit a tree, and the car only had some scratches." The wound on his forehead was from an argument with the police. This matter can be solved with a little more money, or you will have to be detained at the police station for several days. ”

I broke free of Fang Wenke and placed him on a chair.

Looking at the way he looked so dejected, I thought he must have been terrified, after all, it was the first time he had encountered this kind of thing, and he had come to watch my game.

I took out the bank card that Fang Wenke gave me last time from my wallet, and I guess the money in it should be enough to redeem one person.

Liang Xue helped me handle all the formalities, and I left the police station with Fang Wenke.

With Fang Wenke's current appearance, it must be impossible to go home, and I can't drive, so I can only find a hotel nearby and settle him down.

After sending Fang Wenke to the hotel, he lay on the bed and curled up in a ball, his body trembling all the time. I touched his forehead to make sure he had a fever, and the night breeze was so cold, it was strange if he didn't have a fever.

I helped him put the quilt on and ran out to find the pharmacy.

I walked many streets before I found a pharmacy, but I couldn't remember the way back, so I tossed for more than an hour just to buy a medicine.

When I returned to the hotel, Fang Wenke was lying in the quilt very honestly, which was the first time I had been so well-behaved since I met him.

After I fed him the medicine, he remained in a semi-comatose state.

He couldn't hear clearly when he talked to him, so he opened his eyes to look at me, and he couldn't open them. I don't know exactly how much he drank, but it must have been indispensable.

At this time, Liang Xue sent me a text message: The matter has been completed, and the bank card you gave me is 800 yuan. Take care of your house Wenke, don't take advantage of him! Haha - After reading Liang Xue's text message, I deeply felt that there were still many friends in this world.

I was just about to turn it off so that my roommate's prank wouldn't disturb me when my phone vibrated again.

But it's not my phone, it's Fang Wenke's.

I pulled my phone out of Fang Wenke's pants pocket, and the screen showed a text message and three missed calls.

I slid the screen out of curiosity and found that the source of the text message and the missed call was Zhao Jun, and the content was like this: Did something happen to you and Li Weiming? Why didn't she play today? I also saw her before the game, and I saw the text message and call back.

I can't understand Zhao Jun's worries, and my curiosity is too strong.

Therefore, out of the instinct of a female detective, I turned Fang Wenke and Zhao Jun's text message records upside down.

After reading those more than 200 text messages, I was completely shocked.

I finally knew that when Weishenme Fang Wenke saw Zhao Jun, he would call a brother so kindly; I finally understood that every time Zhao Jun looked at Fang Wenke, there would be a strange feeling in his eyes; I understand better that Weishenme Fang Wenke is obviously so rich, but he wants to come to this ordinary second school.

It's all because they have a deep family relationship with each other.

Fang Wenke and Zhao Jun are brothers, but when they were very young, their parents divorced.

The reason for the divorce was that their father's financial ability was too poor, so Fang Wenke's mother would divorce his father.

Then, Fang Wenke followed his mother's surname, and Zhao Jun followed his father's surname.

I looked at Fang Wenke who was sleeping next to me, and I felt more and more that he looked very similar to Zhao Jun, the only difference was that Zhao Jun had a pair of dimples, while Fang Wenke did not.

I remember that Fang Wenke's mother Fang Yun had a pair of dimples.

I turned off Fang Wenke's mobile phone, took his temperature again, and found that the fever had subsided.

I sat on the side of the bed, looked at Fang Wenke beside me, and felt very steady, but then I thought about the qualification I gave up tonight, and I felt that it was a pity.

At this moment, I kept thinking about Zhu Yang and Li Yue's wonderful performances, and I couldn't help but feel pantothenic acid in my heart.