"Bang!"

As soon as the words fell, Wen Zhile roared, and knocked Wang Ba down with one punch, Song Yuhang's speed was not slow, and he rushed into the hooligan pile and started fighting. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"What a big dog, dare to beat the boss, brothers get him for me!"

"Ha !!"

"Ergouzi, be careful yourself!" Wen Zhile watched a few hooligans coming, hurriedly shouted at Song Yuhang to be careful, rushed directly into the crowd, and began to wave his fists, fists to the flesh, bang, bang.

"Bang ......"

"Damn, you hit me! Paralyze us as our own people! ”

"Nima! You are looking for death! ”

"Damn, you've hit me again! Nima, I'll fight with you! ”

"Ahh

Wen Zhile became more and more courageous the more he fought, and the people who beat him howled loudly in pain, and there was a little sound of fighting each other......

"Please let go of this hero, I was wrong, ah......"

"Ah, it hurts......"

"Big brother, no, uncle, I was wrong, let me go, ah......"

"Good man, spare me, ah......"

……

Knocking down the last one, the two of them looked at the six people who were all lying on the ground and moaning, looked at each other and smiled, looking at the footprints and dust on each other's bodies, and laughed......

After a while.

Wen Zhile patted the dust on his body, looked at Song Yuhang and said very forcefully: "It's over, these local chickens and dogs are not fighting hard!" One punch, no fun! ”

Song Yuhang looked unhappy, looking at Wen Zhile with a resentful face, he was even more unpleasant, rolled his eyes at Wen Zhile, and said: "Brother Le, don't pretend to be good, you still suffer so many punches and kicks with one punch...... Besides, why did you rob me of one, didn't you say that there were three for one person? ”

Wen Zhile picked up the beer and picked up the packaged barbecue bag, and said as he walked: "That's you slow!" Let's go, go home! ”

Song Yuhang smiled wryly in the back, I can't get a super thug in a gang, you are too perverted, okay, you are more hooligan than a hooligan......

Song Yuhang chased Wen Zhile with something in his arms, and suddenly paused, frowned and looked at the purple blood marks on his body, and hurriedly said: "Brother Le, wait for me, I was just kicked twice by that guy, and it really hurts!" Hiss ......"

Wen Zhile stopped, looked back at Song Yuhang and said with a smile: "Don't pretend to be pitiful, didn't I suffer a few times, did you see me crying pain?" Hiss ......"

"You pretend, you continue to pretend that it doesn't hurt, haha......"

"Hahaha......"

On the empty night road, the sudden sound of ghosts crying wolf howls frightened countless small animals, and the grass sounded......

……

in the room.

After the two returned to the rental house, Wen Zhile cleaned up the computer desk, put the barbecue cigarettes on it, opened the plastic bag, and looked at Song Yuhang's face with a smile, but this smile felt very insidious, unpacked and took out two bottles, bit open the lid and handed them to Song Yuhang, saying: "Blow a bottle first, hehe......"

Song Yuhang shuddered, and pretended to be calm and said: "Come on, don't think that you can keep drinking me if you have drunk me before, come on!" ”

Wen Zhile was a god of wine in his previous life and this life, as a person who grew up in a wine tank, drinking a case of beer is not a big deal, except for a few more times to go to the toilet, there are no other side effects, and he rarely meets people who can drink like him, so he rarely drinks alcohol, and he hides it after drinking with Song Yuhang a few times, and Song Yuhang doesn't know, he thinks that it is just a little bit worse than Wen Zhile......

"It's done!"

"!"

The two of them sat down opposite each other, clinked glasses and tilted their heads to drink, and the gurgling sound rang out quickly, and the beer quickly bottomed out.

"Ahem...... Ahem......"

Wen Zhile looked at Song Yuhang after drinking first, Song Yuhang coughed a few times after drinking, choked, Wen Zhile hurriedly asked, "Is there something wrong?" ”

Song Yuhang blushed, coughed and said, "Ahem...... It's okay...... Ahem, drink fast, the flow of the trachea is gone, cough ......"

"You eat some food first, press the momentum!" Wen Zhile looked at Song Yuhang's appearance and couldn't cry or laugh, you are also a person who has been in the drinking field for a long time, untied a pack of cigarettes and lit it and began to smoke, smoking it was decent, very natural and not pretentious.

Song Yuhang looked at Wen Zhi Loteng's appearance, and said with a surprised face: "Brother Le, when did you learn to smoke!" ”

"Lately!" After Wen Zhile finished speaking, he opened another bottle of beer, raised his head and drank it, ate some food, looked at Song Yuhang and slowly spoke, and said: "Ergouzi, my brother persuaded you to leave the underworld countless times, but you didn't listen, you said that you had a hard time......

Song Yuhang was suddenly stunned, his eyes gradually lost his light, and the focus in his eyes gradually became empty, Wen Zhile looked at Song Yuhang's blank face, picked up a bottle of wine, opened the bottle and handed it to Song Yuhang, and said, "Come on, blow another bottle!" ”

Song Yuhang came to his senses and took the beer, and gradually bottomed out with a bottle of his head, seeing that Song Yuhang was getting better, and he didn't cough anymore, Wen Zhile beckoned him to eat a little food, Song Yuhang was always silent and didn't speak, Wen Zhile saw that Song Yuhang was still interested in talking about it, shook his head helplessly, and continued: "I don't know the rules of your way, but you are so mixed, have you thought about your future path?" Do you have a way back? Don't pretend to be dumb, talk about it! ”

Song Yuhang still didn't move, the two eyebrows seemed to be squeezed together, he picked up a bottle of wine and blew it, Wen Zhile looked at Song Yuhang's appearance, felt uncomfortable, and shouted: "I'm your own brother, what if you die and your parents die!" Have you thought about it! Yes! ”

Wen Zhile picked up a bottle of beer and opened the lid, raised his head and blew it, looking at Song Yuhang as if he wanted to say: "Say it, brother will give you an idea!" ”

Song Yuhang opened his mouth and closed it, opened his mouth and closed it again, he was very hesitant, he didn't know how to say it, he was actually afraid that Wen Zhile would laugh at him, Wen Zhile looked at him, with a look of hatred for iron and steel, Song Yuhang picked up a bottle of beer, raised his head and blew it, looked at Wen Zhile in a daze, and asked: "Brother Le, what kind of person do you think I am?" ”

Wen Zhile was stunned, Song Yuhang suddenly asked this question and caught him a little off guard, he didn't think about this at all, for Song Yuhang just looked at the eyes and had a similar temper, very good and righteous, Wen Zhile began to recall the memories in his mind......

He saved Song Yuhang, who was only six years old, at the age of seven, and then Song Yuhang recognized Wen Zhile as his benefactor, and wanted to repay the grace of saving his life, and began to protect his thin self, no matter how strong the opponent he encountered to hurt himself, Song Yuhang always rushed to the front, when he was a child, Song Yuhang was his little protector, and when he grew up, he was also his own little follower, maybe it would be more accurate to say that he was a thug, until he went to school in the capital, Song Yuhang also followed, and he received a lot of favors from Song Yuhang over the years......

Wen Zhile was moved to think about these things, his eyes were moist, and he looked at Song Yuhang and said excitedly: "Brother, you are loyal, you value righteousness, you value affection, and you are stupid!" ”

"Hehe......" Song Yuhang listened to Wen Zhile scolding him for being stupid, he was not angry, he knew that his character was as stubborn as a cow, and no one could pull it back if he recognized one thing.

Wen Zhile saved Song Yuhang's life, got his loyalty, and repaid him without regrets for eighteen years, he did not mourn the past, he was not greedy for the future, in the long eighteen years of life, he had countless opportunities to face endless choices, but he chose to stand by Wen Zhile's side and be a role like a guard.

Wen Zhile is constantly losing something that he doesn't want to lose, and Song Yuhang has never lost anything, because in his eyes, he only has his parents and Wen Zhile...... And these people are still there, his belief is there, and not giving up or abandoning is his Song Yuhang's life motto!

After Wen Zhile came to his senses, he took out two bottles of beer and opened the lid, handed one bottle to Song Yuhang, and said loudly: "Brother, do a bottle!" ”

"Brother Le, dry a bottle!"

The two touched the bottle, and as soon as they raised their heads and purred, it was gone, Wen Zhile looked at Song Yuhang after drinking, and said, "Ergouzi, you can't drink me!" ”

"Nonsense, come again!" Song Yuhang looked unconvinced, opened the lid of two bottles, handed them to Wen Zhile, squeezed his brows, and said, "I don't believe in this evil, I will definitely drink you today!" ”

Wen Zhile looked at Song Yuhang with a sneering expression, and said loudly with a wicked smile on the corner of his mouth: "Then come, pour me down, and I won't call you a second dog in the future, hahaha......"

"Dry ......"

"......"

……

It's been a long time.

In the room, there was a mess of cigarette butts and wine stains everywhere on the ground, and a pile of wine bottles under the table proved how good the two of them could drink, and there was not much food left on the table, which lasted for three or four hours, Song Yuhang drank seven bottles, Wen Zhile drank ten bottles, and there were seven bottles left lying quietly in the box, waiting for the drunkard to pamper it......

Wen Zhile almost laughed out loud when he looked at Song Yuhang's backward appearance, what is my brother doing, Bacchus, fight with me, suddenly, the confused Song Yuhang looked up at Wen Zhile and muttered to himself, "Brother Le, I don't want to mix with the underworld......"

Song Yuhang paused for a while, Wen Zhile was not in a hurry, drank beer and listened to Song Yuhang slowly, saying that he had buried a secret in his heart for five or six years, a secret about his underworld.

Song Yuhang smacked his mouth a few times, and staggered again: "When you started your freshman year, didn't I come with you...... Belch...... Then the tuition fee was robbed, and I chased after it...... Hiccup......"

Wen Zhile was almost killed by him, there must have been something loud in the middle, but this thing was drunk, and he probably wouldn't say it when he was sober, so he asked in a low voice: "Then?" ”

Song Yuhang had a terrifying expression on his face, and he didn't want to say this in his heart......

After a while, Song Yuhang began to say intermittently, "And ah, hiccup...... Led into an alley, Hiccup...... More than a dozen people blocked me, someone with a knife to kill me, where will I obey them, hiccup...... There are too many people, and I haven't beaten those little deflated three, hiccup...... Then the knife slashed me in the arm, burping...... Where will I let them take Brother Le's tuition, hiccup......"

The more Song Yuhang said Wen Zhile, the more frightened he became, picked up Song Yuhang's short sleeves, looked at the shocking scar, Wen Zhile's tears flowed down instantly, he remembered that Song Yuhang changed into a dress after he came back, his face was pale, and after giving himself the lost tuition fee, he also hugged him, he inhaled straight at that time, and the beads of sweat crackled and fell down, this is the pain of being hugged by me, Wen Zhile was heartbroken, and the tears couldn't stop running out, and the man's tears were not light, but this situation was not counted.

After speaking of this level, Wen Zhile can probably guess the development plot later, "Later, Song Yuhang's boss appeared and saved Song Yuhang's life, and then it was like "selling his life" to Wen Zhile, and sold it to Song Yuhang's current eldest brother......"

Wen Zhile's eyes were red and he lost his mind.

After a long time, Wen Zhile came back to his senses and looked at Song Yuhang snoring, the snoring sound was high and low, Song Yuhang fell asleep, Wen Zhile got up, picked him up and put him on the bed, took off his shoes and covered the quilt, stood by the bed and looked at Song Yuhang and muttered with a serious face: "Today, you Song Yuhang will save your life for my Wen Zhile, and my Wen Zhile will give you back your life in the future!" ”

Song Yuhang, who was sleeping on the bed, seemed to hear it, opened his mouth and muttered a few words, his words were very vague, and Wen Zhile didn't hear what he said clearly.

Seeing that Song Yuhang's breathing gradually stabilized, Wen Zhile returned to the table and began to drink and smoke, bottle after bottle, bottle after bottle......

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Three o'clock in the morning.

After drinking the remaining seven bottles of beer, Wen Zhile also fell asleep on the table, leaving only the house full of alcohol and the residue of the ground.

Slowly, Wen Zhile fell into a deep sleep and entered a dream, a dream full of spring, holding and kneading ......

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And in his head, the voice of the writer sounded again.

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