"I never understand that you and Du Ziya, the two of you are obviously not suitable, why are you still together? As his classmate, can't you see what I think about him? Since your two families don't agree, why are you pestering her? Song Yumo was obviously a little angry and said there.

"Song Yumo, I am here to tell you clearly, Ziya and I are very good, there is no problem. Don't beg to get a kick in between the two of us. What's more, you and him are still classmates. Now between the two of us, if we continue like this, even brothers, we can't do it. Shan Wenchun rarely said in such a rigid tone.

Song Yumo kept the wine glass in his hand there all the time, looking at Shan Wenchun in front of him.

"Do you know why I've come from you so few times lately? Do you know what's going on in his house lately? You only care about yourself, have you ever really cared about Ziya? Song Yumo's series of questions blurted out at once.

Shan Wenchun looked at him a little dumbfounded, he didn't expect that Song Yu's motorcycle would make him infarct by asking, and he was even thinking that he couldn't answer Song Yumo's next question.

"I don't think you need to take care of these things, he will handle such things himself, and besides, I am here, how can it be your turn to be so careful? You're probably too lenient. There was a bit of stern warning in Shan Wenchun's tone.

Song Yumo leaned back on the sofa again this time, he was holding the red wine glass in his hand with Erlang's legs crossed, and he kept dangling there.

"Do you know what self-righteousness is? You're self-righteous. You've always thought that you still like you, so it's all about you in your heart. But have you ever thought about where you were when he needed care in a difficult time? You're all focused on solving the case. Song Yumo said in a more stern tone.

"Don't you need me to say more, don't you know the case best? Isn't it because Milan died in that case? Is it really just because you've known friends for less than two months? Ask yourself, is your heart really like this? Song Yumo's emotions became more and more excited.

Shan Wenchun was holding a wine glass in his hand at this time, but his eyes were staring at Song Yumo directly, as if he was telling him to stop.

"Hello, sir! This is your bill, this is the bill. I'm sorry, but our store is closing today. Because our boss's daughter has a birthday today, we would like to remind the employees to bring them to celebrate. Depending on the situation, can you two settle the account first? The waiter pulled a bill out of his hand.

Song Yumo looked at Shan Wencun without moving at all, and kept looking at himself, and after a while, Song Yumo took the bill from the waiter's hand and told him to settle the bill himself.

"If you are really angry with what I said, think about Zhiya's birthday, how many times have you celebrated her? When is his birthday, I guess you can't remember it now, right? Song Yumo's tone was obviously a little softened.

Shan Wencun's eyes at this time were also devoid of the anger just now, but he was still angry with Song Yumo's words, people are sometimes so strange, even if they know that they are telling the truth, they will still be angry.

"I know your whole mind is now on the cause of Milan's death, but if you can't be resurrected from death, how much can you contribute while you're alive? Even the policemen are helpless now. Or do you think you're better than theirs? Song Yumo said straight to the point.

"I never thought I was better than the police, but the person who died was Mi Lan, that person was Mi Lan, and I don't know what's wrong with me, I'm afraid I won't be like this if I change someone." Shan Wenchun's tone seemed to have a little bit of his own heart.

"You've finally admitted it, you've finally admitted that the guy is Milan Blue, are you so interesting? Are you worthy of Du Ziya if you go on like this? You know when he weeps sadly. You don't know anything, are you worthy of a boyfriend? Song Yumo put the wine glass on the table fiercely, only to see the red wine in the wine glass, which suddenly jumped up and splashed on the green plants on the table.

At this time, the atmosphere between the two of them was very awkward and tense, and the clerk here was also urging the guests to say that it would close, and Song Yumo didn't want to stay with him for a moment, but for the sake of himself and Ziya, Song Yumo thought that he had to make it clear to Shan Wenchun.

But Shan Wenchun seemed to be more angry than him, and directly picked up his clothes and shook his head without saying a word, Song Yumo looked at his departing back, and there was a helplessness in his eyes.

Shan Wenchun walked alone on the street, only to see that there were few people on the street, and Song Yumo was chasing after him.

Song Yumo finally came to Shan Wencun's side, looking at Shan Wenchun's sharp gaze, Song Yumo knew that he couldn't say anything more at this time, if he said it again, it would definitely stimulate Shan Wenchun again.

At that time, the relationship between the two people will only become more and more awkward, and he knows that the city has been rejecting him in the mouth, but Shan Wenchun has already listened to what he said, otherwise he would not be angry and pick up his clothes from the restaurant and leave without looking back.

The two big men kept walking on the street, and the only thing that accompanied them on the road was the red cross light at one intersection after another.

The leaves of the plane trees on both sides of the street are still drifting in place, and the hissing sound of their friction against the ground makes people feel a little frightened in this dark and bleak night.

Shan Wenchun obviously looked a little drunk just now, and when he walked, his posture was not very stable, and he fell to Song Yumo's body left and right.

At first, Song Yumo also looked disgusted, thinking about how the amount of pure wine was so small, and he was drunk before he drank much, but he had to support him, and it was a little inappropriate to leave him here alone.

At this time, I saw two big men walking slowly on the street, and the one on the right was obviously struggling to support the drunk man on the left, and the two of them were like lifelong friends, obviously without too many scruples between them.

But who would know that just now in the restaurant, the two of them had a very heated conversation, both of them were angry at that time, but from now on, it seems that the two of them are like nothing happened before.

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