Rainy night.

Shang Tuwen finished his part-time job at a convenience store and walked alone in the pouring rain with the lights on.

He walked into a neon-lit patch of land and looked up to see the doorway of the nightclub.

Shang Tuwen was afraid of more trouble, so he didn't dare to step forward. Not far away, on the road, a steaming stall is the place where the lost and depressed stay.

Shang Tuwen lowered the brim of his hat, and the two bosses wearing masks ordered a few skewers of grilled vegetables, and ate them with a heavy heart.

Senior Sister Tang Lu's confident and elegant smile kept surging in his mind, Shang Tuwen looked at the flickering lights of various colors, his heart was as dull as if he had been stuffed into a boulder, and it was as if there was a blunt knife tugging left and right in his chest, and the stinging wound was repeatedly splashed with sad blood.

The craggy little man walked out the door with his delicate female companion in his arms, and the luxurious stretch car solemnly waited for the two to enter the stench of late-night confusion, and the sexy body arc at the same time shattered the innocent raindrops that fell.

Shang Tuwen seemed to be able to see the shadow of Senior Sister Tang Lu in that female companion, so he took a few more looks.

The more closely he looked, the more clearly the moving face showed that he was Tang Lu himself!

Shang Tuwen rushed forward and shouted, "Senior Sister Tang Lu! Senior Sister Tang Lu! ”

Tang Lu paused in front of the car door, turned his head and saw Shang Tuwen, and hurriedly got into the carriage.

The accompanying man gave a look, and the bodyguard at the door of the nightclub immediately rushed over and knocked down Shang Tuwen, who was running towards the car door.

Shang Tuwen didn't care about the raindrops and fists that fell on him, and grabbed the car door with his hands with difficulty. He tried hard to call out to Tang Lu in the car, over and over again, and finally his throat was torn into a crying pleading, begging Tang Lu to get out of the car and go back to school with him.

The accompanying man impatiently closed the car door, and Shang Tuwen's fingers were pinched and painful, and he let out a cry that pierced the cloud curtain. Although he curled up in pain, his uninjured hand once again grabbed the unclosed door.

The accompanying man wanted to use more force to repeat the old trick, and the bodyguard also stepped forward to help try to break Shang Tuwen's knuckles.

When he closed his eyes and resigned himself to fate, Shang Tuwen only heard a scream.

When I opened my eyes, the vendor's boss A pierced a large bamboo stick on the back of the accompanying man's hand, and at the same time, boss B hit the bodyguard in the cheek with a right hook!