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Chapter 79 079: Going to make an appointment again?

In the room, Tang Yi was sitting in front of the computer, playing games with headphones on, a cigarette in his mouth, and his posture was indescribably casual.

She looked around again, but she didn't see Fengcheng.

Xu Shengxiang frowned, and looked up at him: "Where's Ah Cheng?"

Xu Bochuan's expression remained the same, but his brows furrowed imperceptibly: "...he has something to do, he's gone out."

"What's the matter?" Xu Shengxiang murmured, with a vague premonition in his heart.

He was clearly still there in the afternoon just now, why did he go out suddenly.

Could it be because of that phone call just now?
I didn't have time to think about it just now.

Besides each other, they didn't know anyone else, who would call him?
Xu Shengxiang couldn't help clenching his hands in his pockets, and looked at him for a moment: "What can he do? He won't be going to make another appointment, right?"

Otherwise, she really couldn't think of what could happen at night?

Meeting her clear eyes, Xu Bochuan felt a faint headache: "No, it's really not this time."

"Then where did he go?" Xu Shengxiang bit his lower lip, stared at him closely, and resolutely wanted to ask him clearly.

If he hangs out with that group again...

She is bound to bring him back!

Xu Bochuan fell silent, and after a while, he raised his arm, wanting to touch her head: "You are good, he has his own sense of what is going on with Ah Cheng."

"Properly?" Xu Shengxiang took a step back, avoiding his palm, and stared at him dissatisfied: "He has mixed up with those people, is this called proper? Do you have to watch him degenerate? I don't Allow me, if you don’t tell me, if you don’t tell me, I’ll sneak away by myself, you can’t stop me anyway!”

He used to fight just to protect them.

But this time, the reason for the appointment was not so simple.

What kind of good people can those people be?
If he really mixed with those people, what would he look like in the future?
She won't just watch him fall.

His sister, he understands, as long as she decides something, it will be difficult for anyone to convince her.

The feeling of being helpless against her came back.

Xu Bochuan let out a long sigh: "Xiangxiang, don't be willful."

"Just treat me as selfish. Anyway, I can't just watch him go the wrong way. If you don't tell me, I'll go by myself." Xu Shengxiang finished threatening in a calm tone, turned around and left decisively.

"Xiangxiang..." Xu Bochuan took a step forward, took her arm, sighed, after a long time, finally compromised: "I'll take you there."

……

Camphor Forest Bar.

This is a very petty bourgeois sentiment bar.

Different from the noisy nightclubs, this place is relatively quiet, with light music playing, low-key and simple everywhere, but the details are extraordinary.

At the moment, in the center of the round stage, a girl with big curly curly hair is playing and singing with a guitar in her arms.

Even though it is such a quiet and soothing place, the popularity is surprisingly strong, and there is not a single empty table.

In the largest box on the second floor, soothing light music is playing, the lights are dim, and people's voices are noisy.

About seven or eight men, sitting on the sofa.

Sitting in the middle is a man in his thirties, with a cropped head and a gentle appearance, with a smile on his lips. He picked up the wine glass and clinked glasses with the boy sitting next to him: "Thanks to the incident yesterday." You, did a good job."

Holding a bottle of beer in the white palm of the young boy, he touched him with a lazy and undisciplined gesture: "Small things."

(End of this chapter)