Chapter 17: You Deserve to Be Single

It wasn't until later that Ni Qiuran understood that some things only need to be missed once, and they will be missed forever.

The dim street lamps lit up everything around it, and the occasional moth flapped its wings and hovered around it with a pair of wings, risking its might to add a little life to the silent night.

The light did not shine in a corner, and a little spark flickered on and off. When I got closer, I saw a man leaning against the wall and smoking, looking at the five or six cigarette butts on the ground, and it was conceivable that he had been here for some time. Because the light was too dim, it was impossible to see his face, but his body exuded a kind of indifference and alienation that people dare not approach.

Before he finished the cigarette in his hand, the mobile phone in his trouser pocket suddenly lit up. He took out his mobile phone, looked at the two words Nan Heng displayed on the phone screen, and pressed the black screen button. Then he took out the cigarette in his hand, put his hands into his trouser pockets, and went in the direction where Nan Cheng and Ni Qiuran went just now.

In October, the temperature in the south is fine, but it is a little cold in the north. When the night breeze blows, it brings with it a chill.

Nan Cheng is the kind of person who is informal, and after a while, he will get acquainted with the big guy.

Nan Heng leaned back in his chair, spitting smoke rings in his mouth, and looked at the group of people who were drinking not far away with confused eyes.

"Xiao Yanzi, do you think he will regret being with me in the future!"

Xiao Yang is still young, and he is only twenty-three after the New Year. There is still a long way to go, and strange eyes will often be cast on them. It's not that he doesn't have faith in their love, but that the cruelty of reality can defeat all.

"Why, I started to whine without drinking. Your family leader forced you to go on a blind date again. โ€

Next to Nan Heng sat a young man, a man about twenty-eight years old, with short hair, the neckline of a white shirt slightly open, the cuffs of the shirt slightly rolled up, deep eyes, a high nose, and thin lips.

It was the man who had just smoked outside.

Nan Heng sneered, "I had a showdown with my family last week, and Comrade Lao Nan was angry and went to the hospital on the spot. โ€

"Didn't you go, the taste of the skin and flesh should be uncomfortable!"

They have known each other for more than ten years, and he knows a little bit about Nan Heng's father's temper.

"Can't you say two nice words and comfort me when you step on a horse?"

"If you want to hear something good, go out and turn left, go to the toilet and talk to the mirror yourself."

Nan Heng withdrew his gaze, looked at the person next to him, and then spit out, "Fu Boyan, you deserve to be single." โ€

Fu Boyan raised his eyebrows, "No, I'm guarding for someone." โ€

Nan Heng sneered, "Guard? I didn't know that the blind man would take a fancy to you, an old virgin. โ€

"As long as you can go up to two hundred years, you will finally be able to see it."

Fu Boyan didn't reply to Nanheng anything, and raised his eyes to look at the drunken people not far away. The narrow phoenix eyes have incomprehensible thoughts.

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The next day, Nancheng slept soundly, and she didn't want her mother to keep calling her.

Nan Cheng picked up her phone with sleepy eyes, "My dear mother, may I ask what you are doing early in the morning, I am like glue with the bed and quilt!" โ€

The person over there asked a little distressedly, "Are you going to film again?" โ€

Nan Cheng turned over and replied, "No, I went out with my brother last night for a while." โ€

The person on the other end of the phone asked tentatively, "Is your brother okay?" โ€

"What can my brother do?"

The other side of the phone sighed lightly and said, "Last week, your brother came back and told us about him, and was beaten by your father, and your father was also angry and went to the hospital." โ€

"What?"

When Nan Cheng heard this, his drowsiness suddenly disappeared, he sat up from the bed and said busily: "Mom, is my dad okay?" Why don't you tell me about such a big incident. โ€

"Orange Orange, don't worry, your dad is fine, it's just that he was too emotional and caused high blood pressure."

Hearing this, Nan Cheng hurriedly breathed a sigh of relief.

He said, "Orange Orange, did you already know about your brother?" โ€

Nan Cheng pursed his lips and replied softly, "Hmm." โ€

There was another sigh.

Nan Cheng was relieved: "Mom, I know it's hard for you to accept my brother's incident for a while, but this is a fact that can't be changed." Mr. Nan is a very assertive person, when did he let you worry about it. Presumably he must have hesitated for a long time before telling you about it. โ€