Love's Gone

The orchard mentioned by Luo Zhizhong is at the foot of the hillside of Hongmen science and technology park opposite. The mountain is continuous in several industrial parks with tofu blocks.

Although it's a working day, there are still a lot of people eating. There is bustling noise in the vast green. The explicit yellow jokes on the next table mixed with laughter make me frown. I just want to eat and leave quickly.

I had a menu with Luo Zhizhong, and I took the initiative to communicate with Luo Zhizhong: "teacher Luo, in addition to the chicken, is there any signature dish here?"

My intention was to make him decide what he likes to eat, but Luo Zhizhong is just not popular.

Twisting the menu with one hand, Luo Zhizhong pinched a cigarette and held it in his mouth. He glanced at me and said, "I look like the waiter here?"

Depressed beyond measure, I held him in my stomach and reluctantly smiled: "no, I think I finally had the honor to invite you to dinner. I'm afraid I might accidentally order something you don't like."

Luo Zhizhong blew out several smoke rings: "there are at least a hundred meals you have eaten with me."

Ho, what does he mean? Hehe, when I eat with him, I have to pay attention to what he likes and doesn't eat all the time. Who does he think he is!

With such unfriendly people, I really can't find the passion of chatting. I flattened my mouth, and my farfetched smile was like a frozen pear: "well, Miss Luo, you can order whatever you like. I'm not picky about food. You look at it."

Luo Zhizhong picked up a pencil and scratched on the meal list. He was about to wave to the waiter to place an order. Someone at the table next to him drank a little. Since we just sat down, he has been beeping like a treasure. How many young and ignorant factory girls he has slept these years. He raised his hand like something wrong, He slapped the woman sitting on his side.

The woman was thrown to the ground by the impact when she was unprepared. Her body jumped heavily and fell to Luo Zhizhong's feet.

Even if I was lucky enough to choose a good position and perfectly avoid the hardest hit areas stirred up by those stupid people who don't have the ability to be blind, I was still a little confused by this emergency.

My lingering fear was not gone. The beating fool staggered to his feet. His eyes were red with alcohol and full of cruelty.

He grabbed the woman's collar and picked up half of her body. He yelled at the woman like a mad dog: "shit, you bitch. You were fucked by a bunch of men before you followed me. I would like you to be the blessing of your fucking previous life. What did you look like? I'll show your family a dead fish face? Paralyzed people dare to look at me with that kind of eyes. You're lucky I don't kill you today! "

The fool's voice was thick. In addition, he didn't properly control his volume under alcohol anesthesia. As soon as he yelled, the constant noise was silent in vain. People at several tables in the distance threw gossip eyes here.

Bathed in this gossip but indifferent gaze, the stupid man's fist was pinched again to hit the woman's face!

Most of the time, I'm not a nosy person. I think it's good if I can sweep the snow in front of my house and don't let myself slip and fall to death. I don't have the ability to stand up for justice, see the injustice and draw a knife to help me clean myself. I don't wear such a big hat. However, today or this man full of dirty words annoys me too much, Or maybe the fear and helplessness in the eyes of the woman who fell to the ground successfully touched the most secret softness in my heart.

I jumped to my feet.

However, it was too late for me to take the next step. Luo Zhizhong raised his face. He said word by word. The sense of awe was as thick as autumn fog: "sit down."

I hesitated a little, but Luo Zhizhong's tone was a little higher: "with your little body, do you think you can do better than that stupid bull?"

Well, I haven't had time to respond to Luo Zhizhong. He has successfully led the fire to him.

The stupid man paused. He opened his big mouth and stared at Luo Zhizhong angrily. "Who the fuck are you calling brain cripples?"

Luo Zhizhong took a sip from the teacup in front of him. He said in a faint tone: "only men without ability need to bully women to build their sense of existence. I scold you for being mentally disabled, but it's still light. People like you are embarrassed to go back to the furnace and rebuild. If the dross is rebuilt again, it will still be dross. "

Obviously, Luo Zhizhong has no sense of humor since he knew him. Who knows what luck he has had today. Those people who watch the excitement eat melons actually laugh.

The laughter succeeded in intensifying and escalating the contradiction. The stupid man disliked the woman who would be thrown to the ground by him. He stumbled and rushed towards Luo Zhizhong, shouting in his mouth: "I won't teach you a lesson today, let you fucking know what it's called a dog biting a mouse, meddling and thanking!"

However, his fighting ability was stunned because he couldn't keep up with the momentum of his mouth. Before his hand touched Luo Zhizhong, Luo Zhizhong had already fastened his head shell and pressed his face on the table, squeezing his face wrinkled.

Condescending, Luo Zhizhong's momentum was like an open one: "I'm not a dog. Don't flatter yourself that I'm a mouse. The mouse is not as disgusting as you. The mouse won't wave its fist at its own woman."

He was pressed there and couldn't move. The stupid man waved his hands and pulled the dishes on the table to the ground. He twisted his neck several times and couldn't escape Luo Zhizhong's imprisonment. He continued to drag him to death and said to the men and women walking with him: "brothers, come and beat this heartless man to death!"

His eyelids moved. He saw me standing up frightened by their fight. He was more excited as if he had found the new world: "that bitch is with this heartless guy. Big guy made her!"

As soon as Luo Zhizhong's pupil shrinks, his other hand turns to strangle the stupid man's neck: "if you don't want to die too ugly, you have to take care of your smelly mouth."

Then he turned his face to the table and looked at the hesitant men and women. Luo Zhizhong had a shocking haze smile on his lips: "don't bother. It's not good for you to annoy me."

Luo Zhizhong is such a person. When he wants to be quiet and don't say or do anything, he is really gentle, but once his momentum starts, the oppression brought by him can't be underestimated. The string of strange men and women are like being fed with fixed pills and never move again.

Luo Zhizhong, who took control of the whole audience, pulled up the stupid man. His fist fell like a storm. The dull sound mixed with the scream of the stupid man echoed, and repeatedly penetrated into my eardrum, arousing me bursts of panic.

I know people like Luo Zhizhong, as long as he doesn't poke a basket in the sky, it's not a problem for him, but I'm afraid that if it goes on like this, I'll have to alarm uncle jingcha sooner or later. Don't wait. I'll also be brought back to assist in the investigation. It's boring.

Illness came forward. I couldn't convince myself to take the initiative to touch Luo Zhizhong. I stood beside him and advised him to be a living horse doctor: "teacher Luo, it's almost all right. Don't fight again."

He almost broke my glasses. Luo Zhizhong threw a sentence to me without saying anything against me: "this brain cripple just scolded you bitch. I can't stand it!"

Instead of being flattered, I was in a cold sweat. Luo Zhizhong wouldn't want to beat people half to death. I'll take the responsibility later. Can he give me a small black room closed door cultivation package?

I waved my hand: "it's all right. I didn't pay attention. Don't fight again."

The action was sluggish. Luo Zhizhong slowly pushed the man who had been beaten black and blue by him to sit on a chair with a back in front. He bent down and picked up the long wallet that had just been pulled to the ground. He opened it and casually squeezed out a stack of 100 yuan bills and threw it on the man's face: "medical expenses."

Throwing the wallet back on the table, Luo Zhizhong looked at me: "do you have a wet towel?"

Stunned, I quickly turned out a simple and easy to wear from my bag and handed it to him.

Youzai leisurely wiped his fingers carefully with a wet towel. Luo Zhi looked around: "did you enjoy watching the excitement?"

Those whispers were momentarily still as if they had never been.

The silence was deadlocked for about half a minute. The stupid man who was beaten flat by Luo Zhizhong bounced up. He was about to rush up and continue to play with Luo Zhizhong, but was restrained by the hurried boss. They muttered a few words across a meter. The stupid man seemed to see a ghost and ran away.

At the same time, the woman who had just been subjected to violence by him was like waking up from a nightmare. She chased out without even looking at the people we left on the scene.

Sitting at the table picked up by the owner of the orchard, Luo Zhizhong acted as if nothing had happened. He quickly scratched a few times on the newly delivered menu. He handed it to the boss who nodded to him and said, "find someone to go to Sakata Jilong western restaurant and pack a red bean yogurt pudding for me."

After holding back the boss who seemed to want to continue to be polite to him, Luo Zhizhong put a cigarette in his mouth. He put the lighter close to him and lit it slowly. His tone was shallow: "the pudding in that store is well cooked. You'll try it later."

Well, when he just said he wanted it, I was still muttering in my heart how Luo Zhizhong's food taste became so Niang. It turned out that he ordered it for me.

In my heart, I didn't have to be stirred up by his sudden behavior. On the contrary, when I glanced at him because of his words, I found that there was a big hole in the back of his hand, a little red, which looked shocking on the back of his fairly white hand.

After reflecting on the development of the situation just now, I vaguely felt that I was hot headed and wanted to act as a bullshit hero, which became the fuse that Luo Zhizhong had to do.

Unable to hold my breath, I was rather awkward: "are your hands all right, Mr. Luo?"

Absentmindedly turned his hand and swept it. Luo Zhizhong was painless: "don't shout. I can't die."

Looking at the door, I thought that the woman had been thrown down and could chase after it. I could not help but make complaints about it. "That frame is white, and the woman is so lacking in mind that the garbage man still sticks to it."

Blowing out the smoke curl, Luo Zhizhong still spoke in a salty tone: "I don't mean to stand out for a strange woman who doesn't know seven. I just can't stand the residue of domestic violence against women."

I have a problem. If my vigilance rises, I can build several steel lines of defense for myself, but once I have a good chat, I'm easy to be silly and frank: "it's like you haven't hit me before."

Turning to press out most of the cigarette, Luo Zhizhong glanced at me: "I'm not polite to women who don't belong to me. Do you think the word domestic violence is appropriate between you and me? "

After a pause, Luo Zhizhong looked like a great gift to you if I didn't kill you: "besides, if I really want to hit you, you certainly don't have a chance to sit here and argue with me now."

Although I don't remember all the twigs and twigs I got along with Luo Zhizhong in the past, I'm not so forgetful that I lost all his memories of his hands on me. Now I mention it again. I jumped out of it and looked back as an outsider. I was surprised that what Luo Zhizhong said was the truth.

Now think about it, he didn't make much effort to slap me. I was alive and kicking after he hit the other end. There was nothing big about chicken feathers.

When I looked at Luo Zhizhong again, memories flashed in and out. I thought that every time I went out to socialize, he rarely asked me to stop drinking, and no matter how crazy the people were, I had never been disturbed by untimely harassment.

As for that time when he locked me up with a fat man surnamed Peng, he obviously wanted to teach me a lesson, that's all.

These awakened memories stir up all kinds of things in my heart. Even if these still can't dispel my prejudice against Luo Zhizhong, I'm willing to re-examine Luo Zhizhong.

From the perspective of partners.

On the whole, he is a good businessman.

This one is enough for me to stop holding the little kindness and resentment with him and look at him with colored glasses.

Mao Sai suddenly opened up. I tried to make a fair smile and said half jokingly, "then I thank you for not killing."

Leng Leng, Luo Zhizhong's corners of his mouth smoked, and a trace of embarrassment rarely appeared on his face: "you're welcome."

God, there are some signs of being talked to death.

Although I think it's strange that Luo Zhizhong and I are silent, I have to rack my brains to find a topic. It's also an extremely difficult thing for me. I grabbed my heart and scratched my liver for a while, but I still couldn't think of words and simply gave up.

With a dry cough and a smile, I completely plunged myself into this silence and let the noise around me be buried.

Just when I was determined to enjoy this rare quiet, Luo Zhizhong suddenly said, "Liu Duoan, I want to ask you a question, OK?"

This is the first time this guy talked to me in a consultative tone. He passed me the meaning of equality between the lines. Although it is a little vague, it makes me very useful.

I nodded, "OK, you ask."

One side of his fingers bent up and crawled on the table. Luo Zhizhong drank a few drinks continuously with a tea cup. He didn't know whether he deliberately or unintentionally put his eyes upward and perfectly missed looking at me. His tone was stable: "I want to know whether you are afraid of me more, or hate me more."

His question surprised me and was not a dead end for me. I was about to give full play to my expertise when my mobile phone suddenly rang.

Luo Zhizhong said as if nothing had happened: "you can look at the information first."

There was a buffer time for me to brew, and I could have more room to play, so I nodded, grabbed my mobile phone and pretended to look at it seriously.

Then when my eyes fell on the small square screen, I seemed to be stung and my pupils fixed.