Refusing to join the underworld: the days of fighting against bad boys

My sister, are you here to help me, or to harm me?

I looked at Han Bing pitifully, and saw her face covered with frost, as if she was really going to let the old man hit me.

Han Bing looked at Lao Tu, stared at Lao Tu, looked at Lao Tu.

The old man bit off a piece of chicken skin, spit it on the table lightly, lost the madness he had just said, and said flatly: "Zhou Ming is a man of loyalty, I can't beat him."

Hearing Laotu's words, thunder rumbled in my heart, a little sour and a little swollen. [

The old man actually said that I am loyal enough and a man.

Just based on his words, there is no grievance or gap.

"Okay." Han Bing patted me on the back: "Zhou Ming, admit your mistake to your old fellow."

I stood up, directly opened a bottle of beer and handed it to Laotu, after Laotu took it, I opened another bottle and held it in my hand, holding back the tears that were about to well up and said: "Old brother, thank you for always There is nothing in return for taking care of me.”

After finishing speaking, he gulped it down without stopping, pouring down all the words, all the hatred, and all the grievances together.

The old man also raised his head, poured down a bottle of beer, and said slowly: "Zhou Ming, from now on we... will not know anyone."

"Why...why?" Didn't you just say that I am loyal and a man?Now why do you say that no one will know anyone in the future?There was an inexplicable smell in my stomach again. I drank too much wine just now. With a "wow", I quickly turned my head to one side and vomited it out.

why?

why?

why?

I ran to the bathroom, afraid that everyone would see my tears, so I covered my mouth and eyes.

He entered the bathroom, closed the door, lay down beside the toilet, and vomited wantonly.

After two or three mouthfuls, the bathroom door was pushed open, and a girl squatted beside me, patting me on the back.

It's Li Sijia.

"Why did you come in?" I had a mess in my mouth and spit it out again.

"Sister Han Bing wants to take charge of the overall situation, and there are no other girls, so of course I will take care of you."

Li Sijia patted my back, and squeezed my palm with the other hand, so gentle.

"Old-fashioned, why do you say that?" I was crying, and my heart was more uncomfortable than hearing his sarcasm.