Bai Yueguang he bent suddenly

Zhou Lingfeng and the others had already been shocked by the wonderful plot right now, until Sha Ou failed in his third attempt to get out of the shackles, then hurriedly lifted Lu Weiming from his back and carried him back to the bed.

It was dishonest to be thrown on the bed, with one hand still holding on to the hem of the Shagull coat, refusing to let go of what he said, muttering in his mouth, listening to stories for a while, and nursery rhymes for bedtime for a while.

The little wine that Sha Ou drank before was all transpired into hidden anger at this time, and after being tossed by Lu Weiming in this way, this sporadic anger was all exchanged into helplessness.

Zhao Shuyuan saw some clues, and asked Sha Ou tentatively: "Brother...why can you and Brother Lu deal with it tonight and get a good night's sleep. It's already so late, so don't bother."

"That's right." Zhou Lingfeng continued: "You two sleep in one room, and there are two more rooms. It's okay for us to squeeze together. The key is..." He secretly glanced at Lu Wei on the bed With a glance at Ming, "The key is the current situation, you will exhaust yourself even if you want to leave."

It's already midnight, if Sha Ou can't go away, put it aside, if these guys keep arguing with Lu Weiming like this, they will really die from exhaustion.

Sha Ou frowned and thought for a moment, without commenting, he just said: "Go and rest."

Zhou Lingfeng and the others made half-true and half-fake polite sentences as if they were about to receive an amnesty, and then they slipped away as if they had oiled their feet.

The door was closed, and the room became quiet again. The warm yellow bedside lamp cast a hazy light and shadow. Sha Ou turned sideways and tugged at the corner that was held by Lu Weiming once, twice, and a third time. He put more strength into his hand, and finally pulled it out, and the next second, the person lying on the bed had his hands empty, and opened his eyes.

There were bloodshot eyes in Lu Weiming's eyes, and his drunken eyes were ignorant and confused. At this time, his expression was like a small beast in the remote mountains who inadvertently broke into the grotesque world, looking around in a daze, with panic.

Sha Ou met his drunk eyes, stared at him blankly for three seconds, and asked, "Do you know who I am?"

"You..." Lu Weiming's mind was in chaos, and the clarity was only for a moment, and then there was a surge of intoxication and sleepiness, "You are...how do you... ..."

Sha Ou sighed resignedly, and finally decided to give up trying to reason with the drunk. He stretched out a finger, poked Lu Weiming on the forehead, and said softly, "Close your eyes."

Lu Weiming looked at him suspiciously and confusedly for half a second, and actually closed his eyes obediently.

Shaou took out the phone from Lu Weiming's pocket, and turned on the screen with the attitude of trying it out. After finding that it was not locked, he directly opened a small program, entered the words "bedtime story" in the search bar, and then After selecting an option with a duration of half an hour in the list, and setting the playback time to "End of this episode", he put the phone next to Lu Weiming's pillow.

The soft female voice came from the mobile phone, with a low and comforting tone, which seemed particularly hypnotic in the quiet of the night.

Sha Ou sat by the bed for 5 minutes, until the silly son who had been making a fuss all night fell asleep completely, then got up and walked to the entrance of the room, turned off all the lights in the room, leaving only the dim and warm bedside Light, then opened the door, and walked out lightly.

After leaving the hotel, Shaou walked back to the back door of "Stone", picked up his bicycle, and headed home against the cold wind.

It was almost three o'clock in the morning when we got home, and Mr. Sha and Sha Yan had already gone to bed. Sha Ou didn't want to disturb people's dreams in the middle of the night. Besides, even if it was necessary for work, he had never returned home smelling of alcohol after drinking like tonight. Playing house, let the father and son find out, it will inevitably be another meal of distress and persuasion.

After taking off his coat, he was almost exhausted, he didn't even have to wash up, he just nestled on the sofa, stretched out the blanket on the backrest, and fell asleep.

In the light sleep, there was still a faint trace of a helpless smile on his lips.

The next morning, Lu Weiming was woken up by successive knocks on the door.

The result of a wanton hangover the first night is dizziness, body aches, and the soles of the feet fluttering when walking the next day.

This is really a new experience that has never been seen before.

Lu Weiming stepped on the floor like a soft cloud, rubbed his swollen temples, and opened the door dizzily.

As soon as the door opened, four curious and inquiring faces came into view.

"Damn." Lu Weiming was taken aback, and he became sober, "Why are you four guarding the door early in the morning, cospy door god?"

"It's getting late, you can see what time it is, and the noon news will be over if it's later."

Zhou Lingfeng led the way, and four people filed in. Lu Weiming was still wearing the same clothes as last night. Hearing what he said, he subconsciously pulled out his phone to check the time, but after fumbling around, he found that his pockets were empty. Where's the phone?"

"What about this." Zhao Shuyuan sat on the edge of the bed, took the mobile phone from the side of the pillow and threw it to him, and asked with a smile, "Why are you alone? Where is the order?"

Lu Weiming's hand that opened the screen of the phone stopped suddenly: "...who?"

The rest of the people looked at each other, and then broke out into a horrific laugh.

Lu Weiming slowly retrieved some memory fragments from last night amidst this unabashed ruthless ridicule.

Although it is just some fragments that cannot be interpreted coherently, but pieced together, it is enough for Lu Weiming to experience for himself what is difficult in the world and the fate of the fate.

"Father and son bureau, the first to get down and call daddy!"

"Then, will you have my last name from now on?"

"..." Lu Weiming was stunned, standing in the middle of the room with his mobile phone, his whole body solidified into a ghostly living fossil.

After a long time, until he tentatively opened the screen of the phone with trembling fingers, and the small program interface of the bedtime story fell into his eyes unexpectedly, the breath that was about to burst from his heart finally came out.

"Damn...fuck!" The phone was hot, and Lu Weiming threw it onto the bed. He hugged his head and sat down on the floor, regretful and shameful like a floodgate. And rushed up, almost choking him to death.

This feeling is too damn high!

Several bad friends saw him look so sad that he couldn't help himself, immersed in self-loathing, and finally stopped laughing. Fang Kai walked over and pulled him, dragging him from the floor Get up, and comforted: "Okay, what's the matter, as the saying goes, if you are not drunk, he will not be drunk, who will sleep on the curb? Besides, you are not really allowed to sleep on the street."

Lu Weiming originally thought that the next sentence would be "and the drunken words after drinking can't be taken seriously", but Li He continued: "That's right, besides, Uncle Lu is magnanimous, he won't be as knowledgeable as you, why don't you suddenly have multiple fathers, don't worry , it’s not possible.”

I couldn't mention this, and after speaking, several people couldn't help it anymore, and immediately started the second round of ruthless laughter.

Lu Weiming: "..."

Zhou Lingfeng wiped away the tears from his laughter, took the right to take a half-time break, and asked: "Oh, yes, last night your...cough, who, didn't you sleep in the same room, man?" Woolen cloth?"

Lu Weiming was exhausted: "No, let's go."

Zhao Shuyuan: "Let's go? I rely on you to toss around until past two o'clock in the middle of the night yesterday. You kept grabbing people's clothes and refusing to let them go. No one could say anything about that posture. He let us go to bed first if there was no other way. This buddy doesn't live here?"

Pulling clothes, not letting go, not letting people go... Ashamed even more, Lu Weiming hesitated for a moment between murder and suicide, and finally chose a compromise method, hiding his head in the thick sand , pretending to be an ostrich, he gave up on himself and walked to the bathroom, leaving a sentence without love: "This matter is over, and I will turn my face if you mention it again."

After he brushed his teeth and took a bath indiscriminately, several people checked out of the room and went to the commercial street to have lunch. After Lu Weiming's alcohol passed, his stomach started to hurt, which seriously affected his appetite, so he silently held the soup bowl , Sip the soup tastelessly.

After lunch, it's almost time to part after the meal.

Zhou Lingfeng and the others bought express train tickets, and Lu Weiming sent the four of them to the train station. Before entering the station, his reluctance was still revealed.

But even if it was a farewell, a few young men couldn't act hypocritically, Zhou Lingfeng stepped forward, clenched his fist and tapped Lu Weiming's shoulder: "Okay, my brothers are not around, take good care of yourself, and come back after the long vacation." Beijin, we will welcome you."

Lu Weiming nodded and said, "No problem, I'm still waiting for the next time we meet to run two laps with you, timed race, don't be cowardly then."

It was about to check the ticket and enter the station, Zhao Shuyuan smiled and said: "Others are trivial matters, please take care of your temper, don't be like a firecracker all day long, let anyone catch you at one point, but it's okay if something happens. Don't be afraid, a buddy on the phone will come over to support you even if you are flying."

"Don't worry, Old Zhao." Fang Kai said with a smile, "Our brother Lu is not what he used to be now, and you don't need to worry about such a small matter. Brother Lu is under the care of Fengyu's father, so it must be because of wanting There is no chance of going out of the way."

"Get the hell out of here!" The shame that had been subsided by the hot soup just now swept over again, Lu Weiming couldn't bear it anymore and kicked him, "Go to the ticket check!"

Several people laughed together, and as the ticket checking line slowly moved forward, Lu Weiming stood in place, watching them pass through the passage gate, and finally disappeared from sight along the descending elevator.

Tsk, this scene of coming and going in a hurry, waving his hands without taking away a piece of cloud, is indeed a bit sensational, not suitable for a heroic and passionate young man like him, Lu Weiming deliberately restrained the leaked emotions, and followed the flowing Crowds walk outside the station.

After taking two steps, he suddenly stopped, and his stomach felt cramped again.

Damn it... Lu Weiming couldn't help thinking to himself, he, a person who drank so much that he knelt down and called Dad last night, is feeling so uncomfortable now, and he doesn't know how Shaou, who drank more than him, made a First he made trouble for no reason, and then he faked his death and transported the corpse back to the hotel by himself.

And then went home alone in the middle of the night.

Before he left, he showed mercy and really played him a bedtime story.

What the hell is this to be able to empty the glove son's immortal mass?

You can't taste it carefully, the more you taste it, the more embarrassing it is, so embarrassing that flocks of birds fly overhead.

Look closely, the species of the bird is quite special.

A group of sand sculptures.