That night, I drank two bottles of liquor with Brother Scum, and listened to Brother Slag talk a lot of past events he had experienced, and I was very emotional and sympathetic to Brother Scum's experience.

It is these twists and turns of ordinary experience that have forged Brother Scum's sleek and tenacious character today.

As a person who has come over, he can tell me his experience without reservation, and whenever I am confused or stuck in life, he always shows up on time to guide me.

After drinking that night, it was not yet nine o'clock, and my brother and I rested early, and he snored after lying in bed for less than five minutes.

I was in a daze, picked up my mobile phone, found Xue Xinyan's WeChat, and sent her a video call without thinking about it, the mobile phone sent out a WeChat waiting tone, and after a while, Xue Xinyan connected the video call.

I sat up and rubbed my eyes, I hadn't seen her for a long time, and Xue Xinyan in the video was a little strange.

It was morning on her side, and I saw that she was wearing a small purple shirt, a string of pearl necklaces around her neck, her hair was dyed a pale yellow that exuded a youthful atmosphere, and she wore a pair of pink gemstone stud earrings on her earlobes.

"Xiao Tao? It should be night over there, haven't you rested yet? ”

In the video, her eyebrows are slightly frowned, as if she wants to see my face in the dark.

"Not yet, I can't sleep, I want to talk to you for a while."

I lit a cigarette, and drank a little too much with the scumbag brother at night, only to feel dizzy and numb, the only thing that can keep me awake is Xue Xinyan's heart-warming cheeks.

"Oh, did you sleep with Brother Scum?"

"Well, just fell asleep."

I took a puff of cigarette but couldn't feel the smoke curling up, I hurriedly climbed out of bed and turned on the basement light, I didn't like the darkness, and I didn't like the smoke coming out of my mouth disappearing without a trace.

The lights turned on, Xue Xinyan stared at me for a moment, and said lightly: "You have lost weight, have you eaten on time recently?" ”

There was a hint of distress and worry in her tone, which was very comforting.

"Don't worry, there's a lot to eat at every meal."

I took a closer look at the room where Xue Xinyan was, there was a large semicircular window behind her, the bright sunlight shone in, so that the whole room was full of light, there was a big bed under the window, the bed was covered with a white sheet, and a handbag was placed on it, there was a platform next to the bed, and various electronic medical devices were placed on the platform, electronic blood pressure monitor, electronic heart rate monitor, etc., the lady was not lying on the bed, if she guessed correctly, she should have gone to find the Chinese professor.

"Did your mom go to the professor?"

I squinted my eyes, took a puff of my cigarette, and then set the pillow on the head of the bed and slowly leaned against it.

"What do you say, she's completely crazy now, she used to talk about things in the company every day, since she met that history professor, she has been haunted every day, and one night when I went to bed, since I heard her shouting the professor's name, it was hopeless."

Xue Xinyan glared in displeasure, she pursed her lips, and seemed to be extremely dissatisfied with what the noble lady had done.

"Just let her go."

I flicked the cigarette ash and said, "She asked Du Chenyu to replace the lock cylinder of the house, do you know this?" ”

I felt a little uncomfortable in my stomach, and a burst of sour water poured into my mouth, so I hurriedly threw my phone aside, covered my mouth, put on my slippers and ran out.

"Whew..."

I lay on my stomach on the pool, vomiting dimly, my body collapsed, and my hands were pressed against the edge of the pool, trembling slightly.

After throwing up for a while, I felt that I had vomited everything I had eaten at night, so I put my mouth on the faucet, filled my mouth with water, and rinsed my mouth vigorously.

A cool breeze blew, I couldn't help but shiver, I staggered back to the basement, the dull thin air instantly surrounded me, I rubbed my somewhat aching stomach, I felt that it was better to stay in the yard comfortable.

I took my phone and saw that the video call had been hung up, Xue Xinyan sent a voice message, and I clicked on it and listened.

"What's wrong with you? Did you drink too much again? ”

Xue Xinyan asked anxiously.

I put on my clothes and pants, and the scumbag brother turned over, squinted his eyes and asked, "It's the middle of the night, what's wrong?" ”

I put on my coat, stuffed my phone in my pocket, and whispered, "Go out and go around, my stomach hurts." ”

"Spit up? Would you like to make you something to eat? ”

Brother Scumbag sighed twice, wanting to sit up.

"Don't need to be a scumbag, you can sleep, I'll go out to breathe."

With that, I opened the door and walked out of the basement.

The night air is cool and fresh, I tightened my coat, sat on the bench, took out my mobile phone, and sent a video call to Xue Xinyan this time, prompting the sound for a while, but I didn't see her answer, maybe something is busy, I sighed lightly, pressed the voice button, and said lightly: "Don't worry, I don't have a big problem drinking with Brother Scum, when will you come back?" ”

I lit a cigarette and took a deep breath, the smoke inhaled into my lungs, and there was a strong spasm in my stomach, I opened my mouth, retched a few times, hurriedly snuffed out the cigarette, and slowly stood up, only to feel that I didn't seem to have eaten anything today, my stomach was empty, I was hungry and panicked, I picked up my phone and looked at the time, it was ten thirty o'clock at night, I hope there are still fast food restaurants open.

Walking out of the yard and into the street, the evening breeze was bleak, the cool breeze whistled, rolling the spruce trees in the green belt, and a few newspapers flew in the wind, making a whirring sound, they were like fish on the board, powerless to resist, let the north wind tear up, wandering around, aimlessly drifting with the current.

A taxi drove by, the window was lowered, and a middle-aged man in his thirties stuck his head out of the window, spoke in a local dialect, and shouted: "Young man, are you in the car?" It's cold, come on. ”

I put my hands in my pockets and looked around, the streets were sparsely populated, the traffic that was constantly shuttling during the day was gone, and in the night, I just wanted to walk by myself, sober up, digest the wine I had drunk at night, and I didn't want to take a taxi.

"No thanks."

I smiled back and walked on.

"Come on, are you going home or eating? I'll send you over, count you cheap. ”

The man was so enthusiastic that I couldn't refuse, so I had to get into the car.

"You find a fast food restaurant, I want to eat something."

I leaned back in my chair and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Okay, no problem, the guy didn't drink less, right?"

He had a smile on his face and looked me up and down.

"Do you smell wine?"

I put my nose close to my coat and sniffed it.

"That's not it, your face is very red, don't look at the dark light at night, but you can still see it clearly."

He was still smiling, I rubbed my face with my hands, I felt very hot, I didn't blush when I drank, what happened today, vomiting and blushing, could it be that I was getting older, and my body began to reject alcohol?

I pursed my lips, my lips were dry and cracked, my mouth smelled of a mixture of nicotine and alcohol, and I retched again, wiping my hands from the corners of my eyes with tears that were overflowing, feeling terrible.

There was a song "One Dream and Half Life" in the car, which sang my heart.

I thought I wasn't drunk but I was asleep, I didn't pay attention to the things outside the window, young and fearless and then old and haggard, like a flick of my fingers, it is difficult to distinguish between right and wrong, and the closest person is finally difficult to face, drunk and drunk like a pool of spring water, regretting the preciousness of not staying to miss, when I was young, many years later, several old friends were arguing for a drunken party, inadvertently holding hands every cloudy day is uncomfortable, and it is easy to plant red beans quietly for whom.

Listening to it, I fell asleep, my eyelids fought, but I refused to close it, as if I was greedy for this night that made me obsessed, as if every experience in my life was too coveted by myself to forget, but it was painful.

The taxi drove into the roundabout section, where it was extremely dark, there were no street lights, the halogen light of the taxi had limited brightness, and the left side was an invisible blind spot in the roundabout, and the driver was humming along with it, looking very comfortable.

At this moment, a gray figure suddenly appeared, I quickly sat up straight, my eyes widened, and shouted, "Someone, be careful." ”

By the time he reacted, it was already late, only to hear a bang, a person fell in front of the car, the car turned off, and the driver was stunned in the cab, motionless, in a cold sweat.

"Hey, you hit someone, don't come down and take a look."

I opened the door and shouted at him with a frown.

He reacted, hurriedly unbuckled his seatbelt, opened the door and stepped out of the car.

I walked to the front of the car and saw a twenty-six or seventeen-year-old man sitting on the ground, holding his ankles and moaning slightly.

I hurriedly walked over, crouched down, and asked softly, "What's the injury?" ”

"Feet, feet hurt."

He looked flustered, squinted, had a neat haircut, wore a gray tracksuit, dark blue jeans, white travel shoes, and a computer bag on the ground.

"Let's get in the car and get checked out at the hospital."

I helped him to get him in the car.

He bared his teeth and sighed for a while, then put a hand around my shoulder and struggled to stand up.

"This..."

The driver stood on one side, snorting.

I held the injured guy and glared at him and shouted, "What is this, don't send him to the hospital, will he still be here?" ”

"But I'm about to deliver the bus, and I'm half an hour late."

The taxi is divided into day shift and night shift, it seems that he is driving the day shift, and it is time to take over the shift, but since he hit someone, he can't escape responsibility because of the handover of duty, thinking of this, I became angry and shouted: "You are still a person?" You hurt someone, and you use the words of the shift to prevaricate me, do you ignore what you did in order to hand over the shift? ”

"Okay, okay, I don't need you to educate me, can't I take him to the hospital?"

He elongated his face and swept away the smiling attitude on his face, which made me feel very uncomfortable.

"Not only do you have to take him to the hospital, but you have to reimburse him for his medical bills."

I didn't let him slip away.

"Are you bothered, I didn't say that I wouldn't treat him, it's really nosy."

He muttered and pulled the car door to let the injured guy get into the car.

"It's good that you have this realization."

I glared at him and got into the car.

He started the car, turned off the music, and his face was gloomy, as if he didn't want to deal with it, but he had to do it, because there was a pair of sharp eyes watching him behind him, so that he had no room for negotiation.