Chen Ang drank too much and sat in the car. The car door was wide open, and he hung one foot outside the car, fumbling the steering wheel with his hands, hearing Dazhi's voice calling out to him, and his eyes looking confusedly at the two people coming from the bright light of the hotel.
Dazhi put his arms around a beautiful girl whose hair was dyed silver, and burped a wine and said, "Dude, your veritable "Chen Half" has slipped away again... Can it work? Just find someone to send you. ”
"Look down on people, Lao Tzu can't do it for a while..." He put away his feet, twisted the car keys, and glanced gloomily over the girl's young face. When the other party looked at him, he showed an unconcealed joy, and it seemed that as long as he had a hint, he would throw off Dazhi and get into the car with him.
This girl has known them at the liquor store for two hours, and look at the proud look of Dazhi, there will be a lot of shows for this group of people... Chen Ang did not want to participate. In his attitude towards women, he is a bit of a cleanliness and does not like these girls who mess around on the wind and moon field. Naturally, with the mentality of playing, he has also talked about several girls who are "door to door".
Dazhi took an object from his trouser pocket and threw it over, took his hand away from the girl, leaned over the car door, and said:
"Send you, it's fun, try it." Then, with a bad smile, he whispered in his ear.
Chen Ang looked disgusted, but for some inexplicable reason, he did not return it.
"Come on, Lao Tzu has to go home and go to sleep." He kicked open his ambitions and became impatient. In the silver-haired girl's disappointed eyes, she slammed the car door shut, stepped on the accelerator, and turned around without a trace.
Chen Ang did not want to go home. At this time, as soon as the wind blew, the wine came up instead, and he turned his head in his stomach. In order to avoid trouble, he tried to avoid some of the main sections of the road - in case of encountering **, he would have to be scolded after being leveled by his father. He is much more honest now than the frenzy of smoking, drinking, fighting and fighting when he was fifteen or sixteen years old. But scolding, Chen Guoan doted on this young son very much, like ten fingers, and the injured one would always receive special attention.
Chen Ang slowly drove into a remote path, there were fewer and fewer people, and the street lights became dimmer and dimmer until they were completely annihilated by the darkness. He parked the car at an alleyway, turned off the lights, lit a cigarette with a lighter on the dashboard, and smoked it slowly. With a bout of unbearable tiredness, he burned his hands with soot in his half-asleep state, while hearing the voice of the girl outside.
"Hey, leaf, are you sure you don't have to send you?" Watch out for ghosts..."
Ye Zi, Chen Ang's heart trembled, quickly twisted the cigarette butt, rubbed the painful temple, instantly remembered the name, and understood why he drove the car here. A week ago, when Sun Changyang asked him to help take the two girls to the playground, he was waiting here to support the "façade".
In the darkness, Chen Ang smiled a little at his shamelessness, with his countless experiences of reading people, wouldn't he really be moved by such a pure love girl? But deep inside, he vaguely felt a huge stream of gratitude.
He clearly remembered being in the "haunted house" of the playground, facing those tricks that frightened the little children, the leaf frightened the pale face and screamed, suddenly turned and grabbed his wrist, realizing that the embarrassment was quickly released, leaving a soft wet heat on his wrist... Until he came out of the dark cave entrance, the red halo on his face was still burning like the sunset, and he didn't even have the courage to look at him.
How long had he not seen a girl who would blush?
The red was like a shy little flower, blooming on the other person's jade-like face, and then opening to the white and slender neck, and finally closing at the recess of the collarbone... Her lips were slightly pale, and she probably didn't even use lotion, let alone lipstick. But the indescribable beauty surprised him, even trembled. But when the girl glanced at him quickly with an offended look of grievance, her eyes were big and black, and for a moment, they were like black butterflies flying on the petals.
She pretended to be indifferent, lowered her eyes, and changed back into the docile and shy little girl. As if something had crossed his mind, he realized that his eyes had been stuck in the collarbone for too long.
They become strangers again. But something in the girl touched him—perhaps because he had seen too many women who were pounced on by tigers, or maybe because of fate. Fortunately, this situation made the two parties know it, and Yufei and Sun Changyang were still playing like fools.
Chen Ang stepped out of the car, the drunken attack was even worse, his head was groggy, and his heart was crazy to death. Like a lost traveler in the desert, desperately needing something, water, or wine. He tugged at the neckline of his T-shirt and touched half of it exposed and half of it inside. I just shaved my face in the morning, and now my chin is growing a beard again. Fuck, something wasn't satisfied, he was upset and touched something in his pants pocket...
Chen Ang reluctantly stood up straight, opened the car door again, flipped into the chewing gum, opened, poured it in the palm of his hand and stuffed it into his mouth, bitter, he snorted fiercely, and the tip of his tongue searched in vain for something. Nothing.
He followed the girl and walked on the uneven cobblestone road, looming with tattered walls. Everything is pitch black, even the heart. He heard the crisp footsteps of the leaves and the humming songs, walking slowly, walking, which was the longest road he had ever walked in his life.
For a moment, Chen Ang regretted it. That is, when the girl grabbed his wrist, it seemed to be frightened, which made Chen Ang feel in horror that she must recognize him.
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In the early hours of the morning, the wine was completely awakened, and Chen Ang desperately thought about everything that had happened before he realized that he had made a fatal mistake. He was covered in sweat and smoked an entire box of cigarettes. Knowing that Ye Zi has a good feeling for himself, he blames the damn alcohol and hates his own haste. All good things are ruined, yes, all ruined. He wanted to escape, but he didn't have the courage. Chen Ang trance saw that a bottomless black hole had appeared in front of him--if the leaf **, what awaited him would be a disaster.
The two-story building of the Chen family's single-door courtyard, the eldest brother Chen Hao and his new wife Liu Mengya live on the second floor, and their parents live on the first floor with him.
Chen Ang opened the door, the air conditioner temperature was suitable, and the rocking chair shook from the corridor, slow and light, which was the voice of his father Chen Guoan. For the first time, Chen Ang had never wished his father to be awake as much as he did now. At this moment, he understood better than ever that only his father could save himself.
After listening to his intermittent speech, Chen Guoan punched him with the first punch on the chin, the second punch on the cheek, gasping for breath, and scolding loudly: "Bastard, how did I give birth to you this evil seed!" ”
Chen Ang fell heavily on the floor, his head hitting the wall, and he spat out a mouthful of fishy. He sat up, not shouting like any previous mistake, but without a word, his face twisted in pain.
"What's wrong?" What happened? Mother Zhang Lan heard the movements of the father and son running out of the bedroom, saw that the corner of the mouth of the most beloved young son was blood, shouted, and went forward to support him.
"Xiao Ang, you really are, how come you drink so much wine again, how many times do you not listen, less with those people who are not confused... Your dad is worried that you haven't slept at all. Old Chen, you are also crazy, why do your children get so heavy, what can you do if you play a good villain, you pay my son? She counted down her husband with tears.
Chen Hao and Mengya sniffed out from the escalator on the second floor, saw their father's angry face, and the couple looked at each other and did not dare to squeak.
"You all go to sleep!" Chen Guoan's face was livid, trying his best to suppress his excitement, and his hoarse voice revealed anger. Wiping the ass of this troublesome little son more than once, but this time if something happens, it is the most troublesome.
Chen Ang licked his lips with his sticky tongue and whispered to his screaming mother, "I'm fine, I've had some wine, you can go back to the house." ”
Zhang Lanhu looked at the father and son suspiciously, and under the forced eyes of her husband, she quickly poured a cup of honey water and put it in her son's bedroom. She had wanted to call the babysitter to do it, but she was sensitive to the feeling that something was wrong tonight.
In addition to the hum of the air conditioner, the room was quiet again. Chen Guoan narrowed his eyes and looked up and down at his son. Finally, he slowly sat back in the recliner and thought, "Tonight when you live in the city home, you should not come back." I'll immediately ask your eldest brother to drive you over. Leave the rest alone, hide for a few days, as long as the other party does not move, it is not too late to come back. ”
(To be continued)