Why did I kneel on the ground, and how did he find the hospital, we didn't take the initiative to ask each other about these things, so we deliberately avoided them.

I secretly said to myself: Don't say it's irrelevant goods, even if it's flesh and blood, I will never forgive! From now on, Cheng Yishu has no mother!

I was absent-minded about what I was doing that day, and I was very unsteady. After supper I fell asleep, and woke up in the middle of the night with a cigarette addiction, and the poor cigarette box was empty, and I lay down for a while, and I couldn't hold back it before I broke into his room and begged for one.

As soon as I pushed the door open, I regretted it. The house was darkened and blinded, and nothing could be seen.

With a click, he turned on the light.

For a moment, I was like blind eyes, and I could finally see things clearly.

He sat up bare-chested, with the quilt covering only his lower abdomen. From my point of view, his shoulders are very straight, and the looming rat linearity is surprisingly good.

But I knew I was at the wrong time.

The woman's head quickly emerged from his bed, her hair was messy, and something sticky was hanging from her mouth.

I was stunned when I first saw it, but then I didn't feel much emotion.

The woman in Shang Lin's arms is also a woman with neat facial features. She seemed ashamed, and only a few seconds shyly turned her face away, and pulled a tissue to wipe it on her mouth.

As you can imagine, there is an indescribable embarrassment in the whole room.

I didn't knock on the door to come in because I did a little bit of a bad job, and I ruined the good atmosphere of his nephrite jade in his arms for no reason, and it is estimated that Shang Lin's thing was instantly exhausted when I pushed the door.

Thinking of these nonsense things, I feel inexplicably happy in my heart.

"Do you have a problem?" Shang Lin's breathing was not even, so he reached out and pulled open the drawer and touched a cigarette on it.

"Oh, you have a finger between you, throw me one too." I pointed to the smoking thing in his hand, and didn't forget what I was doing here.

He glanced into the half-pulled drawer: "Unfortunately, it is a single seedling in his hand." There's a cigarette maker in the storage room, you go look for it. As soon as he spoke, he raised his chin towards the door, bared his teeth and said to me, "Get out." ”

"You two go on." I'm not uninteresting, and as soon as my eyes slipped, I turned around and ran to the storage room. I don't really care who the girl is, or whether she thinks much about my sudden intrusion.

After rummaging through the things I needed, I sat down on the floor and picked up the box of tobacco.

When I ate with him, I thought the smoke smelled special, and today I learned that he used DRUM tobacco for his cigarettes, and my dad once dragged a friend back from Europe to bring back a little bit, and he tried it and was amazed there, so I have a good impression of this kind of tobacco.

I rolled a dozen or so roots, and finally when it was time to accept the fruits of my labor, a dark shadow fell to the ground.

I looked up at him, and he looked like a giant in his height. My eyes moved inexplicably downward, to the place where they should not have been, and I could not help sympathizing with his little red face in the bed, and if he pounded it to his size, perhaps the girl's throat would be scrapped to-morrow.

His eyes were also measured unceremoniously, as if he had me from top to bottom.

I think he treats women like a scumbag, taking off his pants to go to bed, wearing pants and getting out of bed, whoever solves it seems to be the same for him. But anyway, he has protected me during the day, and he doesn't want to criticize me at this time, not to mention that Shang Lin is not mine, and the woman is not mine.

I just asked him calmly, "Don't hold for a while?" What do you do down? ”

"What are you holding when you're done? It's also greasy to hold for a long time. Shang Lin bent down and picked up a cigarette I had rolled and sniffed between his lips: "I have already settled the matter of your fight, and I will be honest with me in the future." ”

My heart sank for a few seconds.

He picked up the cigarette in his hand and boasted, "It's a good roll, and this one belongs to me." ”

That night, when I lay down in my room, I put my hands on the back of my head and couldn't sleep again.