Mr. Tsang's Short Story 8 (Free)
In fact, the fight with the soft rice man not only surprised Zhao Yang, but even I felt incredible, after all, I was taught since I was a child that solving problems by force is the stupidest way, but I still did it.
The reason why I did such an irrational thing was also because of the disdain on his face when I confronted the soft rice man - in his opinion, Yuan Xiaojie was just a woman he had given up, but she was held in the palm of my hand.
I didn't respond to a word, but I felt a little sour in my heart, wronged for myself, and felt even more sorry for her.
She must be sad if she knew that the ex she once liked used their past relationship to attack another man, right?
The soft rice man said that as long as he begged for mercy, Yuan Xiaojie would still return to his side.
This sentence is like a thorn in my heart, and it hurts when I touch it.
It was three o'clock in the morning when Zhao Yang sent me back to my accommodation, and after a little treatment of the abrasion on the right side of my face, I felt the urge to see her immediately, and the car keys were already in my hand, but I hesitated.
After thinking about it, I finally chose to give her a little time to calm down.
Because of staying up late, the body obviously felt a little unbearable, and when I woke up, the moon had climbed up from the window, and my first reaction was to look at my phone, however, there was no news from her.
Not a single phone call.
This fight is really not worth it, each other just feels that their limbs are sore, and a kind of longing pours into my heart, and I suddenly feel that I am hypocritical.
It's not that I haven't been sick, and the fragility of my body is not the first time I have tasted it, but at this moment, I am hypocritically looking forward to comfort.
However, I stared at the phone for more than an hour, and there was no sound in the phone, but at this time, Zhao Yang called me, saying that it was a fight last night, and it was photographed by a tabloid reporter.
I have become accustomed to this kind of thing, and the time spent dealing with reporters is second only to that of the old lady, and for these reporters, it is nothing more than a temptation to profit, so I also point directly and let Zhao Yang directly negotiate the price.
But what I didn't expect was that this price was really not cheap.
As the reporter said, I can fight for a woman, presumably this woman is priceless to me, in that case, shouldn't he be paid such a small amount?
I agreed.
Even if Zhao Yang persuaded me that there were other ways to solve it, I still agreed without hesitation, you know, some things, the more you delay, the more troublesome it is.
Just as I was dealing with the matter, the doorbell rang suddenly, and I hurried over to look into the cat's eyes, and my heart was beating faster.
That's right, she's coming for me.
I quickly tidied up my clothes and opened the door.
Almost instinctively, I took her hand, but what I didn't expect was that her first sentence was not to care about me, but to mention the soft rice man. As a man, I felt that my self-esteem was deeply hurt.
I don't like a woman with a blank slate, but I can't accept that she cares about her, and she is another man in her mouth.
Also for the first time, I got angry with her.
Drinking with Zhao Yang, I heard him say: Second brother, why should you? You can continue to spend money, but your body is your own.
I understand what Zhao Yang meant, because of the last divorce, most of the balance on my account was removed.
PS: See you tomorrow. Usually the updates are to go to the group.,It's a change during the holidays and the time is not fixed.,I've said this many times.,Understand.。 Drive a rocket after the holiday.