Worship?

Blood is the right alliance.

It's an offensive and defensive alliance.

Friendship and interests bind the twenty-four people firmly, in fact, they are much the same as Zhang Lingfeng's princelings, and in comparison, these people are more affectionate and righteous.

Tonight also symbolizes that Yang Chen has officially entered the first-line circle of the capital, he was born from the grassroots, and he has just stepped into Sijiu City with one foot, and he is terrifying.

Grassroots counterattack.

This is Yang Chen's evaluation of himself over the years.

In the eyes of others, where is this counterattack, it is clearly against the sky.

"The bells in the distance echoed in the rain, and we held hands under the eaves to listen" The sexy girl in the miniskirt wearing a suspender shirt tired of Wei Ziwen sang with emotion.

Yang Chen was hooking shoulders with Wu Jie, telling various dangerous details when he went to Pakistan to rescue Wu Rui, and a group of sons and brothers next to him listened attentively.

The girl sang abruptly, interrupting Yang Chen.

This song is too familiar to Yang Chen, and it can be described as unforgettable.

"Hey, stop singing." Tian Li thought that the girl's singing voice affected Yang Chen's interest, and scolded the girl, Yang Chen hurriedly said that it was very good, I like this song, continue to sing.

The girl saw that Yang Chen didn't seem to be cheating, so she continued to sing, and in this business, she must be good at observing words and feelings, and she judged that in this group of men, Yang Chen's words carried a lot of weight.

Yang Chen picked up the wine glass, drank silently, listened to the song, and looked back on the past.

Everyone has people or things worth remembering for a lifetime, unforgettable first love, toys that are reluctant to be discarded, the best playmates and classmates, even if decades later, people are different, things are wrong, these good memories always come to mind, and the heart will always ripple with inexplicable feelings.

The iron-blooded life of the iron-clad camp made Yang Chen learn to be ruthless, cold-blooded, and unscrupulous in order to survive, but how could he, who values love and righteousness in his bones, forget the best years of his life.

The girl's singing voice tugged at the weakness of Yang Chen's heart, lit a cigarette, took a few puffs, the taste of tobacco burning seemed to be getting more and more bitter, Yang Chen couldn't help coughing a few times, and the moment he flicked the ashes of the cigarette, his eyes were full of sadness.

"Yang Zi, what do you want?" Wu Jie noticed the strangeness of his good brother and asked in a low voice.

"My first love in high school was like singing this song." Yang Chen spit smoke and smiled faintly, with sadness and helplessness in his smile.

Wu Jie smiled: "I know your first love, I remember it clearly, when the recruit company was in the company, you often took out her photos to show off to us, what is she doing now?" ”

"Yangzi, tell me about the situation." Wei Ziwen found that there must be a story here, so Bei'er posted it curiously and waited for the following.

"Dead"

Yang Chen's tone was low, and after speaking, he smoked fiercely.

A group of old men around looked at each other, not knowing what to say, Wu Jie knew how much about Yang Chen and Li Nan, took a sip of wine, stared at Yang Chen, and said: "I sympathize with people who are dead, but some women are not worth nostalgia." ”

"I'm nostalgic for those years."

After Yang Chen finished speaking, he put out the cigarette in the ashtray, picked up the wine, and toasted to everyone, as he said, he had no love for Li Nan for a long time, but sighed and sighed that the purest love affair ended in tragedy.

"!"

Cheers to more than twenty heroic men.

Tossed until two or three o'clock in the morning, the wine girl changed twice, otherwise they would all get drunk into mud, and when the gang broke up, seven or eight beautiful wine girls were brought out.

Wei Ziwen hinted that Yang Chen also picked one, and Wu Jie followed suit, staggering and shouting: "I didn't see or hear anything, Yang Zi, you are free, I will keep it a secret for you, and I won't tell my little sister, we men, you can play as you want, it has nothing to do with the family." ”

Old comrades-in-arms are drunk.

Yang Chen, who was still sober, was proud of his drinking, and politely refused Wei Ziwen's kindness, tossing for so many days, just wanting to have a good rest.

Say goodbye to each other and go their separate ways.

Yang Chen took a taxi back to the Pearl Hotel, there was already a trace of bright color in the sky, he was full of alcohol, he entered the room, took off his essence, got into the bathroom and took a hot shower, walked into the bedroom without turning on the light in a daze, and threw himself on the bed with the ugly posture of a hungry tiger.

Yang Chen's brain buzzed, he was completely drunk, and before he understood what was going on, the person under him exclaimed, and immediately a huge force overturned his body, and the person sleeping on his bed struggled to jump.

The switch went off, the light turned on, and Yang Chen was stunned.

Wu Rui was clinging to the wall, her face was red, her ears were red, and her clothes were disheveled.

"You" Wu Rui stammered and said two words of you, seeing that Yang Chen was naked, he fled the room in a panic, this was the first time that the proud girl of Beijing City was so embarrassed.

Yang Chen was stunned for a while, he couldn't understand which one the girl was singing, in the middle of the night, he was silent and nested on the big man's bed, this is obviously tempting to commit crimes, and the male xing animal with poor restraint may pretend to be confused, the overlord is hard to bow, lying on the big bed with residual fragrance, thinking of Wu Jie's drunken gaffe and saying that the old lady of the Wu family wants him to be engaged to Wu Rui, his heart is numb.

Betrothal.

Yang Chen felt very far away from him.

The cold came, and I was a little overwhelmed.

Outside the room, Wu Rui leaned against the door, panting, touching his face, his hot hands were hot, his mind was full of scars, lingering, recalling the scene just now, he was pressed by a body full of man's masculine atmosphere, in addition to panic, his heart palpitated, and there was a trace of irrepressible pleasure in his heart.

Originally, she learned from her brother Wu Jie that Yang Chen lived here, so she couldn't help but rush over and use some small means to enter Yang Chen's room, wanting to wait for Yang Chen to come back and express her stomach full of apologies and guilt, but she fell asleep and made this happen, embarrassed and embarrassed, but more panicked and ashamed.

She slowly closed her eyes and sighed: "Yang Chen, Yang Chen, you are the nemesis of my life, the big nemesis." ”

Sleepless nights.

Yang Chen lay down at four o'clock in the morning, got up again at half past five in the morning, dressed and washed with apprehension, went to the gym to exercise step by step, and thought about how to face Wu Rui today.

Last night's intimate contact, only the two people who were short of negative distance communication finally met in the restaurant, Wu Rui has been cultivated by the profound circle of the capital for a long time, and her speech and demeanor are not leaky, as if nothing happened last night, but Yang Chen was a little embarrassed, smiled awkwardly, and covered his head for breakfast.

"Well, last night's incident" Wu Rui groaned, Yang Chen, who was eating with his head covered, trembled wildly, and immediately pricked up his ears, Wu Rui held the milk cup in both hands, and said slowly: "How are you going to be responsible?" ”

"Ahem! Cough! Cough! ”

Yang Chen almost choked to death by glutinous rice cakes.

"Grandpa should meet you today, you are ready." Wu Rui glanced at Yang Chen, got up and left, she wanted to express her guilt and apology, but she was confused.