Wen Li and Zheng Jiaxun, two little girls, have a worse drinking capacity than the other, and after a few bottles of sake, they become drunk.He refused to stop when he was drunk, clamoring to call Chen Heying.

It may be that Jiu Zhuang is cowardly, but Wen Li's head was dizzy, but he became more courageous, and kept encouraging him: "It is everyone's responsibility to teach a scumbag a lesson, so call him! Teacher Wen will teach him a good lesson and let himCorrect evil and return to righteousness!"

Both of them threw their mobile phones on the tatami. Zheng Jiaxun groped and took one casually, but he couldn't unlock it.Wen Li propped up the table with one hand, sat up halfway, and looked over with his head.

With this probe, the lock screen disappears, and the main screen page appears instantly.

Zheng Jiaxun drank a lot, and was a little more dizzy than Wen Li. He thought that he was holding his mobile phone. He clicked on WeChat, found the avatar on the top, and made a voice call without looking at it.

The prompt sounded briefly, and was quickly answered. A slightly deep male voice called her name: "Wen Li, what's the matter?"

The deep and soft voice lingered in his ears.

Zheng Jiaxun supported his drunken head, thinking a little wistfully, this person, the person speaking, must really like that girl named Wen Li, otherwise, he wouldn't have such a gentle and tolerant tone.

That girl named Wen Li is being loved very securely.

so envious

Wen Li was sitting by the side, fiddling with the small decorations on the sashimi plate, and when she heard someone calling her name, she raised her head blankly: "Who called me?"

The female waitress guarding outside the cubicle heard the movement, pushed the door lightly and came in, asking if there was anything that needed help.

The sliding door was moved away, and the outside air mixed with the fragrance of grass and woods rushed in, splashing on Wen Li's face.

Wen Li drank less, and when the cold wind blew, she felt a certain nerve in her forehead twitch violently. After a short period of pain, she became more awake, and when she turned her head and saw a pile of sake bottles tilted to and fro, her face flushed instantly.

Wen Li dismissed the waiter, got up and pulled Zheng Jiaxun's arm, and said, "This is the end of the drinking madness, it's time to go home."

With this pull, Wen Li realized that her mobile phone was actually in Zheng Jiaxun's arms. She quickly picked it up, unlocked the screen and looked at the recent calls. She didn't find any strange call records, so she felt relieved.

When we left the restaurant, the sky was already dark, the air was stuffy, and the wind was blowing, and it looked like it was going to rain.

Wen Li and Zheng Jiaxun came here by taxi, and just as Wen Li was hesitating whether to use the software to call a car, Zheng Jiaxun had already lifted the two wind curtains at the entrance and walked out.Fearing that something might happen to this beautiful drunk, Wen Li hurried after him, not even taking the small souvenir handed by the waiter.

This is an old alley, there are not many pedestrians coming and going, and the pavement paved with bluestone slabs is slightly wet.Zheng Jiaxun walked forward along the mottled wall, talking to Wen Li in a casual manner.

She was drunk, half sober, mostly hazy, even her voice was indistinct, and the stories she told were like looking at flowers through fog.

"Wen Li, do you know why I chose today to drag you out to have dinner with me? Because after today, the hour hand points to 12 o'clock, which is the tenth year I have known Chen Heying."

Speaking of this, Zheng Jiaxun stopped and tilted his head to look at Wen Li.

She drank a lot of wine, her cheeks were rosy, and her eyes were full of steam, as if she was about to cry, but she refused to shed a single tear, and continued in a tone of melancholy and heartbreak:

"We're not friends, we're not lovers, and we're not relatives. We've just ushered in the tenth year, ten years."

There were endless sighs buried in the long ending, Wen Li had always been soft-hearted, but now he felt more empathetic, and felt his nose sour.

The relationship that lasted to the tenth year must be such a strong love, but unfortunately, Chen Heying pretended not to see it, and refused to cherish it.

The night wind before the rainstorm, moist and cool, blows through the deep and long alley.

Zheng Jiaxun took out the cigarette case from the small satchel that he carried with him, lit it skillfully, and shook the ash.

She stood at the downwind vent, trying not to let the smoke blow on Wen Li's face, and continued with a smile.

"The first time I smoked a cigarette, I only smoked half of it. I snatched it from Chen Heying. The tobacco was so strong that I coughed and he laughed beside me. I was annoyed and slapped him lightly on the face., he was not angry, but instead hugged my waist tightly and said to me, Ah Xun, don't be a bad person."

Zheng Jiaxun wore a suspender top, his arms were exposed, his skin was as delicate as suet, so clean.

The smoke overflowed from her lips, and then drifted away, a wisp of dust fell down, but Zheng Jiaxun raised his head, looked at the night sky without half a star, and tried his best to maintain his arrogance.

"He said that bad things are done by him, and bad people who are ruthless and ruthless are also done by him. He will protect me well, don't want me to be bad, and want me to live as I want and live freely."

"How can there be such a person who protects me, loves me and pampers me, but doesn't want me at the same time."

Speaking of this, Zheng Jiaxun's voice finally showed a choked sob.Immediately afterwards, she coughed, pursed her lips, and tried her best to swallow those broken sobs, not letting out any more.

Zheng Jiaxun's appearance was so distressing, Wen Li couldn't help but took a step forward, snatched the cigarette from Zheng Jiaxun's hand, pressed it out, and threw it into the trash can next to him.She really wanted to hug Zheng Jiaxun, but she was afraid that this always proud girl would feel twisted and was hesitating, but Zheng Jiaxun reached out and pressed Wen Li's hair with her palm, rubbing her head like the youngest sister in the family.

"Little girl, you are luckier than me, and you met Chen Hezheng." Zheng Jiaxun's eyes were moist, but his expression was smiling, "A Zheng is a good man, he loves you very much, and works hard to love you, don't let him down.You two, stay together."

Mentioning Chen Hezheng, Wen Li felt a softness in his heart, and at the same time, some inexplicable uneasiness and sorrow.She was very concerned that outsiders always associated Chen Hezheng and Zhong Ying together, but she had to admit that Zhong Ying's appearance when singing was very individual and charming.

It seems that she was born to stand on the stage, to be sought after and watched by everyone.

This kind of feeling of being sour, wanting to be jealous, and feeling that I am making trouble for no reason is too uncomfortable.

Emotions are probably poisonous and make people stingy.

The weather had been gloomy for a long time, but it started to rain at this time, pattering.

Wen Li took Zheng Jiaxun to the billboard at the bus station to shelter from the rain. There was a 24-hour convenience store next to her. Wen Li failed to hold her, and Zheng Jiaxun ran to the store to get two cans of beer.

She opened the tab with one hand, handed one of the cans to Wen Li, and said, "For the tenth year that I can't get because of Sister Xun's love, I won't return if I don't get drunk!"

Sake and beer were mixed together, and Zheng Jiaxun's drinking capacity was completely exhausted. It was the first time for Wen Li to watch the drinking maniac up close, and he felt terrified.

Zheng Jiaxun first clamored to castrate that bastard Chen Heying, but Wen Li was afraid that she would speak out and attract onlookers, so he hurriedly covered her mouth.

Zheng Jiaxun pushed Wen Li's finger away, and said to her mysteriously: "The girl I met in the restaurant, the one who came to say hello to me, do you remember? She is a student of the Film Academy and hasn't graduated yet.I met Chen Heying once at the dinner party, and I thought about it."

"I don't know which expert showed her a 'bright way' and told her that I am Chen Heying's righteous sister, so she came up to me in different ways to show her presence," Zheng Jiaxun put one hand on his hip, "It's not intentional.Adding trouble? It would be strange if I could give her a good face!"

Chen Hezheng is eye-catching, and his eldest brother is no less impressive.Chen Heying never dyes his hair, has a cropped head, is pure black, has tattoos on his forearm, and always wears a platinum ring on his right index finger. There are rumors that it is a relic of his parents.He swore in front of his parents' tombstone that he would take good care of his younger brother.

When Chen Heying looked at people, his eyes were fierce, and when he laughed, he revealed a kind of unrestrained freedom and handsomeness.

Rich and powerful, full of wildness, and ferocious like a wolf - such a man is too easy to arouse women's desire to conquer.

Zheng Jiaxun talked about several paragraphs of grievances and entanglements between Chen Heying and various beauties in one breath. Wen Li was extremely embarrassed to hear it, but couldn't help but feel a little jealous, thinking wildly, would there be such a person around Chen Hezheng?

As long as he turned his mind slightly in that direction, Wen Li felt that his whole body was sour, like spilling a glass of lemon-flavored soda, the bubbles were churning, sour and astringent.

Wen Li didn't drink the can of beer that Zheng Jiaxun handed over. He held it in his hand and squeezed the bottle.Zheng Jiaxun glanced at her, snatched the beer back and drank it alone.

After drinking two cans of beer, Wen Li thought she should calm down, but Zheng Jiaxun answered the phone again.I don't know what was said there, Zheng Jiaxun responded twice, and after that, he ran to the side of the road in the rain and stopped a taxi.

Wen Li was exhausted by her torment, and tried to stop her, but in the end, he was not as strong as the drunk man, and was dragged into the car together.

It was raining harder and harder, and the windshield wipers on the front of the car worked silently.

The driver saw that the two girls were beautifully dressed, but smelled of alcohol, and his expression was a little subtle. He knocked on the steering wheel and asked them where they were going.

Just as Wen Li was about to report her home address, Zheng Jiaxun covered her mouth and said to the driver, "Jinyu."

Jinyu, the most famous nightclub on Guifang West Road, is often haunted by celebrities and spends a lot of money.

Wen Li is such a big-headed, drunk little beauty, if she goes to that kind of place, isn't it like a sheep falling into a tiger's mouth?

She took out her mobile phone and wondered if she should ask Chen Hezheng for help, asking him to tell Chen Heying that the little ancestor in the family was going to rebel?

Will it make the relationship between Zheng Jiaxun and Chen Heying worse?

Before Wen Li could figure it out, Zheng Jiaxun suddenly leaned over and leaned on Wen Li's shoulder, with the smell of alcohol and perfume in his breath, and said with a smile: "Wen Li, do you want to see Chen Hezheng? Sister Xun will take you to see himah!"

Wen Li was startled, and the dialing finger froze: "You mean, Chen Hezheng is in Jinyu?"

"It's not just him," Zheng Jiaxun brushed back his long hair, squinted his eyes, smelled of alcohol, and smiled brightly, "There are many other people, many beauties! Sister Xun will take you to learn more!"