I became financially independent right after entering college.

Chapter 42 Drunk Talk
"Old White...Old White!"

Zhou Haoyu, who was lying in a puddle of mud and could hardly open his eyes, seemed to suddenly become more energetic after glancing at Bai Chou. He swung his arms to break away from Chen Guangzhi and the others, then stumbled towards Bai Chou.

He had only taken two steps when, just like Fan Wei who was fooled by Zhao Benshan, he suddenly stumbled and fell into Bai Chou's arms.

Bai Chou quickly stepped forward and supported Zhou Haoyu.

"Old White...Old White..."

Zhou Haoyu lowered his head, reeking of alcohol. He lay in Bai Chou's arms, clutching Bai Chou's clothes tightly, and kept muttering "Old Bai" in a low voice. Apart from that, he didn't make any noise.

Fortunately, there was no fighting or noise, and his drinking behavior was not too bad, so it was acceptable.

"Ugh..." Zhou Haoyu suddenly retched.

Bai Chou was shocked. It was the clothes I just changed!
"Guangzhi, you guys get Lao Zhou some water and some hangover medicine. I'll help him to the toilet to vomit."

"Okay, thank you for your help, Brother Bai."

Seeing Bai Chou helping Zhou Haoyu walk to the bathroom, Chen Guangzhi and others immediately took action, some looking for water and some buying medicine.

Bai Chou helped Zhou Haoyu all the way to the toilet. He supported Zhou Haoyu and said, "Crack your throat. You'll feel better after you spit it out."

Feeling like vomiting after being drunk is usually due to poor metabolism. Vomiting at this time will definitely cause less damage to the body than not vomiting.

"Ugh... ugh..."

Zhou Haoyu, who was not drunk enough to lose consciousness, could still understand what people said. He knelt in front of the squat toilet, picked his throat, and vomited violently into it.

Only after Zhou Haoyu had almost finished vomiting did Bai Chou hand him a glass of water.

"Old White, Old White, I also bought a Porsche 911..."

"Is the Porsche 911...Pukka...a good car?"

After vomiting, Zhou Haoyu grabbed Bai Chou's clothes again, his eyes were dull and he reeked of alcohol, and it was unclear whether he was muttering or asking.

"No need to calculate, 911 is a good car, and Pukka is also a good car." Bai Chou patted Zhou Haoyu's back expressionlessly.

"I'm telling you, my dad originally... didn't plan to buy it for me..."

Zhou Haoyu's face flushed, and he held Bai Chou's hand with a trembling voice. He was so happy that he couldn't express it in words: "This afternoon... I pestered the old man for a long time...

When I first got home, I told him I wanted to buy a 911, a sports car. I said I liked sports cars, I said I liked Porsches, and I said I was young and that I should drive a sports car...

I talked my mouth off... but the old man just wouldn't agree, and then I suddenly burst into tears, just like I'm holding you now, I held my dad and said, "My roommate also drives a Porsche 911..."

He agreed, he agreed, woo woo woo…"

As he spoke, it seemed as if his emotions were completely flooding up, Zhou Haoyu's voice suddenly became more choked, and tears suddenly flowed from his eyes, hitting the ground with a plop.

Bai Chou said nothing, just patted Zhou Haoyu on the back.

"My dad, my dad is so good to me... From childhood to adulthood, he always picked out the best things for me..."

Zhou Haoyu held Bai Chou with one hand and covered his eyes with the other, sobbing and choking: "I still remember that when I was young, our family was very poor...

One time, my mom took me to the supermarket. I was greedy and took a bag of beef jerky from the shopping cart. My classmates had given me that beef jerky before...

When we were checking out, my mom looked at the price and dragged me to buy the beef jerky. When we got home, she kept scolding me. My dad listened, got on his motorcycle, took me out, and bought the bag of beef jerky... When I was in junior high school, my family still didn't open it...

I don’t even dare to go out with my classmates. You know, I don’t dare to go out with my classmates…in the summer…

In the summer, I always wear my dad's old jeans and a pair of canvas shoes, which I wear all summer long... In the winter, my classmates all wear Bosideng and they are all dressed well, but my mom insists that I wear my dad's old sweaters...

My father gave me money to let me go out and play with friends and buy new clothes, but I never asked for it once. I never asked him for anything because I knew it was not easy for him to make money.

When I was in high school... our house was suddenly demolished. My dad used the compensation to start a company, made a lot of money, and gave me a lot of money...

I have everything I wanted as a child, but I don’t want any of those things anymore…

I just want someone to play with me. I spend money to buy things for my classmates, and they accept the things and call me a stupid nouveau riche behind my back...

I went to hang out with those rich classmates, but I still couldn't fit in. I always felt like they were different from me. I always felt like they were just like you, just like Xiaoxue...

Lao Bai, will you look down on me and think I’m a country boy?
......"

"How could that be?" Bai Chou said in a flat tone.

He didn't think there was anything wrong with Zhou Haoyu's love of showing off and pretending to be cool. It was human nature, who didn't like to pretend to be cool?
Bai Chou also likes to pretend and show off, but in his opinion, many things are not worth him showing off too much. What is there to show off about things that are natural and logical? Hasn't it been like this since he was a child?

When Zhou Haoyu's family becomes richer for a few more years, when Zhou Haoyu gets used to everything he has now and can no longer get dopamine through his current preferences and behaviors, he will stop pretending like this.

Zhou Haoyu held Bai Chou and spoke intermittently while crying. Finally, he stopped talking, lowered his head, covered his face, and continued to sob and choke.

Bai Chou had a blank expression on his face. He finally understood why Zhou Haoyu's father bought him a Porsche 911 as soon as Zhou Haoyu said that his roommate had a Porsche .

"Brother Bai?"

Zhang Junjie suddenly stuck half of his head in. Chen Guangzhi and others also stood at the bathroom door, looking inside curiously, wondering if they had heard anything just now.

"Ok?"

"I've bought the boiled water and hangover medicine. How about letting Brother Yu drink the medicine now?"

"Okay, I'll leave Lao Zhou to you. I'll clean up first."

Bai Chou pulled up Zhou Haoyu, who was still crying, and handed him over to Zhang Junjie and others.

Several roommates took care of Zhou Haoyu, feeding him water and medicine, fearing that he would fall down in the middle of the night. They also moved Zhou Haoyu's mattress and bedding from the bed to the floor and made a bed for him.

Maybe he felt better after vomiting, or maybe he could still drink quite well, but Zhou Haoyu fell asleep within minutes of lying on the floor. He didn't cry or make a fuss, but he would occasionally say a few drunken words in a low voice.

Everyone can only hear the three character nicknames: Lao Bai, Xiao Xue, and Dad. As for what they are specifically talking about, no one knows.

After the lights were turned off, Zhang Junjie and a few others lay on the bed without saying a word, holding their cell phones. The bright light from the screens shining on their faces made it seem like there were several ghosts in the dormitory.

In the second half of the night, Zhou Haoyu got up several times to go to the bathroom, and Zhang Junjie and others were there to serve him, which more or less affected Bai Chou's sleep.

Half asleep and half awake, Bai Chou vaguely heard someone say that Brother Yu's family was a nouveau riche. No wonder he felt different from Brother Bai...

　This chapter improves Yu Ge’s character. Yu Ge’s underlying character is actually inferiority.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)