Chen lame walked with a bag of money on his back and limped through the damp and dark alleys. Lin Ze and Chen Ling followed behind. The cripple Chen didn't look back, and they didn't squeak either.

At the end of the alley is a dimly lit wonton shop. In this poor area where the economy has not kept up, there are many small food shops like this. It's cheap, affordable, and you can eat a full meal for ten dollars.

Chen lame pulled out the chair very skillfully, sat down, and placed a bag of money on the table where most of the patent leather had been lost and looked dilapidated. A jug of wine made of stainless steel is pulled out of his pocket. Tilting his head and taking a few sips, an unhealthy blush appeared on his desolate waxy face.

It was midnight, and there were few pedestrians on the roadside, and even the owner of the wonton shop, who was about 50 years old, was groggy and dozing off his head like a chicken pecking rice. I saw Chen Cripple, a regular customer, sitting down. A loyal smile appeared on the old face wrinkled like orange peel: "As usual? ”

"Hmm." Chen Cripple nodded.

"Chen Ling, are you hungry?" Lin Ze turned around and asked the girl in uniform who was very sultry in the dim light.

"I haven't even eaten dinner, how can I not be hungry?" Chen Ling said.

"Alas, some people are really unkind. We came all the way to support him, and we won a million anyway, and we didn't even care about supper. It's really not rewarding to be a good person. Lin Ze slowly lit a cigarette and said in a strange manner.

"No matter. I also admit to eating overlord meals. If you don't eat it, it is estimated that the front page of the newspaper will write the news that 'young girls are starving to death on the streets'. Chen Ling decisively pulled out a chair and sat opposite Chen Cripple, who was drinking by himself.

Lin Ze also pulled out a chair and sat down with a smile: "Boss, come two bowls of fresh meat wontons." The kind with thick meat and thin skin. By the way, sprinkle some cumin powder into the soup, I have a strong taste. ”

"Okay." The boss smiled and threw the white and tender wontons into the boiling boiler, and glanced at the three people sitting at the table with a little meaning. Muttered. "This cripple is no ordinary cripple. I knew that one day there would be a cliché of old acquaintances chatting with him. I just don't know if it's like the plot in the movie, this cripple is actually a big brother or a business predator. ”

I have watched several sets of family ethics dramas, and the owner of the wonton shop who has watched several gang* action movies is unscrupulous.

The boss first gave the two men and a woman a small plate of cold dishes, and then ran to buy a few bottles of liquor next door under Lin Ze's greeting. Lin Ze didn't ask for it, and the boss who had earned more than fifty tips couldn't keep his mouth shut, which could almost be regarded as a net profit for a whole day when business was bad.

Twisting away the liquor, Lin Ze poured four taels into the cup by himself, looking charming, Chen Ling, who should only drink red wine in his life, also twisted open a bottle and poured a full glass.

"I have fifty dollars in my pocket. My dinner costs twenty. The remaining thirty are arranged for you. Chen said in a hoarse voice.

"Haha. If you don't have the money to pay the bills, it's a big deal to run away. Chen Ling painted a charming face with light makeup, and she looked eager to try it on the road.

"It's not the first time anyway." Lin Ze took a sip of liquor and said with a smile.

Chen Cripple was silent and continued to drink.

In the simple chat between the three of them, it seems that the million is not counted. Chen Ling didn't, and Lin Ze didn't.

Before the wontons came up, Lin Ze and Chen Ling drank four taels of cold dishes that didn't taste good and tasted very average. The half catty in Chen's lame wine pot also bottomed out quickly.

There are about 20 wontons in a bowl, and under the boiling water, each wonton is full and bright, and a layer of chopped green onions is sprinkled on top, which makes the soup even more delicious. Just sniffing makes your index finger move.

Chen Ling grabbed the spoon and said, "I'm hungry and panicked, so I'm not polite to you." ”

After the three of them finished eating the wontons, Lin Ze twisted open the other two bottles of liquor and poured four taels into his cup, and Chen Ling also seemed to be very interested and rushed to pour a glass. Seeing that Chen Cripple touched the corner of his mouth, Lin Ze pushed out a bottle of liquor in front of him and said with a smile: "Do you still drink it?" ”

Chen Cripple's cloudy eyes glanced at Lin Ze deeply, and said in a hoarse voice, "Drink." ”

Very few people can drink alcohol without any snacks at all, and even if they are addicted to alcohol, they must at least have a plate of peanuts and other snacks. But Chen Ling doesn't need it, and neither does Chen Cripple. Lin Ze didn't need it even more.

Generally speaking, only people who are accustomed to drinking alone, and who do not want to drink because they are addicted to alcohol, but simply for the sake of drinking, will not need to be served with alcohol. And most of these people have one or two stories that they don't want to tell others and will hold back in their hearts for the rest of their lives.

The three of them drank all the wine in the cup very tacitly, and Lin Ze threw a few more banknotes to the boss. To put it bluntly, "Buy wine." ”

The boss is over half a hundred years old, but his movements are quite neat, and in less than a minute, he bought a bag of liquor. This time he swallowed eighty pieces. On the one hand, he felt that this bag of six catties of liquor was enough to fill three people, and on the other hand, as an errand runner, he naturally wanted to make some tips. Reasonable, as it should be.

The division of labor between the three is very clear, one person has two catties. People living in the south do not have to endure terrible low temperatures of minus ten or twenty degrees Celsius in winter, like northerners, so the amount of alcohol is generally lower. Lin Ze is half a northerner, although he runs all over the world most of the time, but there is a reason for a good amount of alcohol. As a purebred southern woman, Chen Ling hardly lived in the north except for four years in Yanjing in college, and the amount of alcohol was surprisingly large that it was a little too much. Counting the nearly one pound at the beginning, this gorgeous woman who weighed more than a hundred years and wore sexy clothes was actually the same as the other two men, and she poured three pounds into her stomach.

After drinking all the liquor, the woman's face was red, her watery eyes were full of haze, and her drunken and slightly drunk appearance was sultry. The rosy and seductive lips opened and closed, but every man had the urge to kiss Fang Ze when he saw it.

Smack.

Lin Ze lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, slightly suppressed some of the alcohol in his brain, looked at Chen Cripple opposite with a calm face, and asked, "What are your plans?" ”

"Nope." Chen crippled his cigarette and shook his head.

"How long will Lees live?" Lin Ze said a word.

Chen's lame fingers trembled slightly, and he glanced at Lin Ze blankly and said, "Half a year." ”

"What are your plans in half a year?" Lin Ze asked.

"Nope." Chen lame shook his head.

"Planning to be a dog for the rest of your life?" Lin Ze frowned and asked.

Chen lame took a deep half cigarette and said without heart or lungs: "There's nothing wrong with it." ”

"Your world shouldn't be like this." Lin Ze stared at Chen Cripple and said word for word. "It can be otherwise."

When Chen Cripple heard this, a touch of demonic color appeared on his cheeks like old wax, and he slowly raised his head, staring at Lin Ze with cloudy eyes and said, "Give me a reason." ”

Reason?

Lin Ze understood what Chen Cripple's inexplicable question meant. He asked for a reason not to be a dog. It is indeed not easy for a man who is used to being a dog and has been a dog all his life to suddenly let him not be a dog.

Lin Ze smoked half of the cigarette in one go, and stared straight at Chen Cripple: "I treat you as my friend." I don't like that my friend is a dog. ”

Chen's smoking movement froze, and a bright color appeared imperceptibly in his cloudy eyes. But he quickly returned to his loess color and continued to smoke. After smoking three in a row, he said in a hoarse voice: "When Uncle Li leaves, I will be your dog." When I. ”

Lin Ze's expression was grim, and he said angrily: "I don't need a dog!" Not in this life! ”

"You need." Chen Cripple said tenaciously. "I don't need to."

Twisting out the cigarette butt, Chen Cripple got up with the money bag and limped across the road. It's still an alley over there, a cold, damp alley. That's where he lives, and he'll be there for half a year.

"Cripple Chen!" Lin Ze got up suddenly and shouted at the lame man Chen who was staggering on the road. "Sent Li Si to Yanjing to find me! I'll let you eat standing and live standing up! ”

Chen Cripple paused, didn't look back, just muttered, "A dog, stand up?" ”

"Stand up!" Lin Ze said with red eyes. "If you can't stand up, I'll help you stand! If you can't stand up, you have to stand up by stepping on my back! I, Lin Ze, will never allow my friends to live on their knees! ”

Chen lame waved his hand with his back to him and escaped into the dark alley.

Chen Cripple is gone. Chen Ling woke up from drunkenness. After she woke up, she rubbed her beautiful eyes, but she didn't find any trace of Chen Cripple, and muttered, "He's gone?" ”

"Well, let's go." Lin Ze nodded.

"Keep drinking?" Chen Ling asked confusedly.

Lin Ze saw that her eyes were in a trance, and her jade face was ruddy, and he couldn't help but say bitterly: "I'll send you back." ”

Chen Ling nodded staggeringly and walked back to the carriage with Lin Ze's support. Helping her sit in the passenger seat, Lin Ze just got into the driver's seat, this soft, fragrant woman under the smell of wine suddenly pounced towards Lin Ze like a lioness, bit Lin Ze's slightly astringent lips fiercely, and half of her body pressed against him.

"Hmm-"

Lin Ze, who was already a little dizzy, stretched out his legs, and his whole body stiffened suddenly, and he wanted to reach out to push away this drunken woman, but found that she was holding her arms around him. forcibly pushed her away and was afraid of hurting her, so she couldn't help but struggle violently, like a yellow flower girl who was about to be pushed by **. It's ridiculous.

"Give it to me..."Chen Ling was flushed, and whispered softly.

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