Bai Yueguang he bent suddenly

In Sha Ou's memory, he hadn't drunk as much as tonight for a long time.

Thanks to Lu Weiming's blessing, the wine was mixed into his throat, and most of the entanglement and confusion in his heart disappeared.

Half an hour ago, the two drank the last bottle of dry red. Lu Weiming felt that he could fight again, so he raised his hand and asked for another beer. So when red wine meets beer, it is destined to set off a frothy battle. bloody.

At the final truce, Lu Weiming's eyes were in a trance, and he was sitting on the sofa like a wooden stake. Ren Zhou Lingfeng and the others yelled around, keeping their heads down and not saying a word.

Sha Ou couldn't see it on the surface, but he knew in his heart that after drinking so much non-stop, he was already slightly drunk, but he was still able to control his thinking and autonomous behavior, so as not to lose his composure in public.

Sha Ou rubbed his brows, stretched out his hand and pushed Lu Weiming's shoulder: "Hey, are you okay?"

Unexpectedly, after the sound, Lu Weiming felt as if struck by lightning, his shoulders trembled, and then he slowly raised his head and looked at him.

Sha Ou's heart skipped a beat, and before he had time to take precautions, Lu Weiming flew straight towards him like a huge kite that had come off its string!

Xiaoou subconsciously stretched out his hand to defend: "Don't..."

land.The big kite. Weiming threw it into his arms suddenly, and wailed—"Father! Give me a name!"

Sandgull: "..."

Four friends: "..."

If you say what you say, you will do what you say. Brother Lu is the truth. A gentleman.

Sha Ou stared at the octopus kite that was clinging to him and didn't let go. He was stunned for half a second, and then finally burst out laughing.

He smiled and tried to tear off the two arms that were hanging around his shoulders, but who knew that Lu Weiming hugged him tightly, and after pulling twice to no avail, he simply let him go.

After a while, Sha Ou managed to stop smiling, cleared his throat, and asked solemnly, "I, give you another name?"

Lu Weiming's head rested on his jaw and neck, and his nose was stuffed on Shagull's thin white protruding collarbone. He answered him in his own words in a low voice: "Well, I would like to admit defeat."

While talking, the breath with the mellow aroma of wine sprayed sporadically on the Shagull's collarbone, like the tail of a soft and delicate feather brushing gently, it was hot and itchy, and Shaou suddenly felt that half of his shoulders were burned and shivered slightly , After the nerve reflex arc was delayed for a few seconds, he realized that the intimacy of such a touch and distance had completely exceeded his psychological safety.

He moved his shoulders and neck calmly, but with the strength of alcohol, he asked in a strange way: "Then is my surname?"

At this time, Lu Weiming had completely fallen into a dizzy drunkenness, and he activated the ultimate form of drunkenness mode: "It's your surname, it's fine!" Otherwise, when he was born, his grandfather didn't want his surname to be Lu, This time, I just don't do anything, just change my surname and change my father!

Without a son like him, let Lu Zhengting be alone!

Shaoumai restrained himself from laughing again, thought for a moment, and asked softly in Lu Weiming's ear——

"Sand sculpture, do you like it?"

Lu Weiming: "..."

The four wooden men who eavesdropped on one ear: "..."

This buddy is a ruthless person.

Sha Ou unilaterally regarded the silence of "Sand Sculpture" as a happy acceptance, and happily waved to the waiter: "Give him a glass of honey water, and pay the bill by the way."

After speaking, he stroked the top of Lu Weiming's head, very relieved.

After a while, the waiter brought the water and the bill, and Shaou finally managed to push the person stuck to his body against the sofa, and patted his side face with his eyes closed: "Hey, open your eyes, drink the water, and then go to pay the bill." .”

"You fucking..." Lu Weiming was so drunk at this time that he didn't know anything about human affairs. He pulled the hand next to his face annoyed and held it in the palm of his back, "Aren't you my old man? Are you a father?" Is it reasonable to ask your son to pay the bill? You are a father, you have money and you pay me the bill!"

Sha Ou cleverly withdrew his hand, picked up the bill and slapped it directly on Lu Weiming's forehead: "Be obedient, Dad won't let you gnaw at the old man, go!"

"Fuck." Lu Weiming cursed in a trance. This commanding tone was exactly the same as his father's. In a blur, his consciousness was already confused. He fumbled for the wallet on his body randomly, but found nothing for a long time.

The few people next to him couldn't stand it anymore, Zhao Shuyuan stood up and said, "Let me come, Brother Lu..."

"No need." Sha Ou reached out, took out his wallet from Lu Weiming's jacket pocket, put it in his hand, and said without emotion: "Let him spend money to buy a lesson."

Several people dragged Lu Weiming to the bar to pay the bill with their arms, Shaou went to the bathroom, washed his face with cold water for a long time, and finally regained some clarity from his chaotic consciousness just now.

He changed his clothes from the dressing room, and as soon as he went out, he saw a group of people leaning against the bar, four of them stood, and surrounded Lu Weiming, who was sitting on a high chair with his head down, in the middle, probably because he was afraid that he would not be alone. Watch out for falling.

Sha Ou walked over and asked, "Are you still leaving?"

"It's coming, but..." Zhou Lingfeng glared at Lu Weiming bitterly, "But this buddy said, his father said that he would not be allowed to go home with strangers. Waiting for you! I really want to kneel down for him!"

After finishing speaking, Lu Weiming suddenly raised his head when he heard the sound, then stepped off the high chair with a vigorous step, and threw himself on Sha Ou again, the whole body was tightly hung on him, and he did not let go: "Dad, you are here to pick me up! "

pick you up?If your father finds out, he might beat you to death!

Celebrity Lu Wei, a tall, long-legged young man, after drinking wine, wraps around Shaou like a velvet scarf that heats up automatically, and slips down from time to time, Shaou can only hold half of him in a funny and helpless way. Body, in case he slipped to the ground unexpectedly, performing a kneeling confession in public.

They were surrounded by a group of people, which had already attracted the attention of many guests in the hall. Brother Hong also noticed something strange, walked over from the rest room, frowned and asked in surprise, "What's going on?"

Lu Weiming looked up at the person in the hazy light and shadow, and shouted at Shaou with his tongue out: "Who is this person!"

Sha Ou didn't bother to talk to him, so he sighed and said to the boss: "Brother Hong, this is..."

elder brother?Lu Weiming heard this word in a daze, and immediately quit, one arm was hanging around Sha Ou's neck, and the other arm stretched out to point vigorously: "Why the hell is your brother, I don't have such a uncle! "

Sandgull: "..."

Brother Hong: "..."

The four of Zhou Lingfeng and the bartender at the bar were already laughing so hard that they almost fainted.

"Shut up!" Sha Ou couldn't help yelling at him with the veins on his forehead throbbing three feet high.

The person on the body was stunned for a moment, and then he really curled his lips and fell silent. The low-browed and pleasing virtue actually had its own filter of grievance.

"It's okay, this is my friend." Sha Ou deliberately kept it to himself and didn't say he was a classmate, but he said the word friend with an unfamiliar jerky, "It's almost time today, and I just happened to send them back."

Uncle Hong couldn't recover from the huge bewilderment for a long time. After a long time, he stiffened and nodded.

The night was deep, and when we left the bar, the slightly cold night wind blew, and the thin sweat that we had just tossed out turned cold in an instant, and Xiaoou let out a deep breath, and he was completely awake.

However, he lowered his head and glanced at the semi-comatose human-shaped pendant on his body, and asked the other people with a disheveled expression, "What about this sand sculpture...?"

Zhou Lingfeng: "Listen to you, after all, you have named it."

Sandgull: "..."

He raised his head and poked Lu Weiming's forehead: "Hey, wake up, can you still walk by yourself?"

Lu Weiming half-closed his eyes and shook his head recklessly but firmly.

Sandgull: "..."

All right, children who cry will have candy to eat, and sons who drink too much will have their father to help them.

Sha Ou asked, "Where do you live tonight?"

Zhao Shuyuan took out his mobile phone to check, and reported the name of the hotel he had booked in advance.

That hotel is a four-star chain, just near the commercial street, just not far from "Stone", and it's only seven or eight minutes' walk away.

The sky has eyes, Sha Ou tugged at the person who started to slip down again, exhausted, "Let's go, I know the location."

Along the way, Lu Weiming gradually turned from a semi-comatose state to an unconscious state, and his whole body became more and more sinking. In the deep drunkenness, he actually stubbornly identified Sha Ou alone, and repeatedly pulled Zhao Shuyuan and the others away. The hand that wanted to help, might be annoyed in the end, and yelled in Sha Ou's ear very upset: "What's wrong with you holding me! Just hold me! Tell yourself, after five years old, will you lose weight?" Hugged me! He will be fierce to me all day long, make demands on me, keep a cold face every day, and still want to be my father like this? Do you think my father is so easy to be!"

His thoughts were in a daze, and he was almost incoherent, but several other people could understand that this was a messy intertwining of childhood and real memories, and he could only speak from his heart through intoxication.

Sha Ou paused slightly, looked at the unnatural facial expressions of the people next to him, finally said nothing, pursed his lower lip, and lifted the person up again with his hands.

"Hold on well, if I fall, I will beat you."

Stumbled all the way, there were many situations, originally it was less than 10 minutes away, but after walking for nearly half an hour, when I finally arrived at the steps of the hotel revolving door, the sweat that had faded before had covered Shagull's back again, and the T under the jacket The shirt was half soaked.

After Li He and the others checked the reservation information at the front desk, took the room card, and dragged and dragged them into the elevator, Shaou finally let out a long breath.

The elevator stopped on the fifth floor, and there were three rooms with consecutive numbers. Fang Kai stretched out his hand to swipe his card, and pushed open the door of a room for Shaou. The person who was hung half the night overturned on the bed.

Lu Weiming rolled around unconsciously, and finally calmed down and stopped making noise.

Sha Ou finally understood what "there is no such thing as a free lunch". Lunch is not free, let alone being a father for no reason. He rubbed his sore and swollen shoulders, glanced at his silly son on the bed, and said: "I'm going back."

As a result, he had just turned around, and before he could take a step, a strong force suddenly struck him from behind, and a thousand-ton weight object rushed directly to his back with the wind. Shaou was caught off guard, stumbled, and directly pressed him to the floor.

Lu Weiming lay on Sha Ou's back, grabbing his coat with both hands: "Where are you going! Don't go!"

Sha Ou's knees were so painful, and the person on his back was pressing on his "feather" like a mountain. His face was ashen, and he said every word through gritted teeth: "If I don't go, do I have to stay?" , Coax you, sleep, sleep, what?"

"Nonsense!" Lu Weiming was a rascal when he was drunk, and he was messing around at all, "You still have to tell me a bedtime story!"

Sandgull: "..."

I, say, you, sister, ah!