Difficult to quit

Zhuang Yi vomited until his stomach was empty, and he was still holding on to the sink to retch. From the side, he could see that he vomited until his physiological tears came out, and the tails of his eyes were red.

Li Qinghai couldn't stand it anymore, reached out to turn on the faucet for him, pulled out the toilet paper and handed it to him.

Zhuang Yi didn't pick up the paper, so he finally stopped vomiting, washed his face with water, raised his legs and walked out.

Li Qinghai stepped forward with his long legs and stood in front of him.

I haven't seen him for seven years, but he is still a head taller than Zhuang Yi. His tall body stands in front of Zhuang Yi, forcing Zhuang Yi to raise his head to talk to him.

Zhuang Yi said, "Get out of the way."

Li Qinghai's lips moved, countless sleepless nights, countless awakened nightmares, countless times trying to recall but the faces that were becoming more and more blurred in his mind.

He seemed to have a thousand words to say, but when it came to his mouth, there was only one whisper left.

He called him: "Zhuang Yi."

"Second Young Master." Zhuang Yi nodded in response, and said, "Let's go."

"Xiao Zhuang Yi." Li Qinghai still whispered his name as if he had never heard of it.

Zhuang Yi frowned, he hadn't heard this name for a long time, and it made his heart tremble slightly.

"Little Zhuang Yi." Li Qinghai called his name for the third time, with a drawn-out tune, like a sigh.

Zhuang Yi suppressed his temper and said: "Thank you for the matter just now, Second Young Master, I'm going home, please let me go." Without waiting for Li Qinghai's response, he raised his leg and walked outside.

Li Qinghai paused for a moment, then suddenly reached out and pulled Zhuang Yi into his arms!

He was so powerful that he tightened his arms as if he was trying to strangle Zhuang Yi into his body, but he lowered his head so gently that he was almost timid. He leaned close to Zhuang Yi's shoulder and sniffed cautiously.

His voice was low and trembling, "Where did you go, I've been looking for you for a long time... I miss you so much."

Zhuang Yi's heart suddenly felt sour, and the young man who had poured seven or eight bottles of wine without changing his face just now suddenly felt wet in his eyes.

He bit his lip hard, stretched out his hand and pushed Li Qinghai away violently!

"No need, Li Qinghai," Zhuang Yi sneered, "I'll never see you again, but you were the one who said it yourself!"

Li Qinghai was taken aback, and subconsciously said, "How do you say swear words——"

Zhuang Yi kicked on the trash can with a "bang" and said angrily, "Do you think I'm still a 15-year-old kid!"

A dim light flashed in Li Qinghai's eyes, and just as he was about to speak, another person walked in from the outside, it was Zhang Lanshan.

"Second Young Master, here, why don't you go back to the private room?" Zhang Lanshan greeted Li Qinghai with a smile, his eyes turned to see Zhuang Yi, and he immediately understood: "I said that Second Young Master didn't play much all night, so this is the right thing for Second Young Master." Less taste."

Zhang Lanshan turned his head and told Zhuang Yi: "Be with Second Young Master well, you will be indispensable later."

Zhuang Yi's eyes turned cold, "I forgot, the second young master also came here to consume."

Li Qinghai couldn't argue with his words, he almost wanted to stuff Zhang Lanshan's pig's head into the urinal.

However, Zhang Lanshan thought he knew the style, and smiled ambiguously at Li Qinghai: "Second Young Master, enjoy yourself, and I won't bother you." After speaking, he walked into the bathroom humming a ditty.

Zhuang Yi snorted coldly, turned and walked out.

Li Qinghai took a few steps to catch up with him, "Zhuang Yi!"

"What?" Zhuang Yi smiled, "Does Second Young Master want me to accompany you?"

"Don't talk nonsense." Li Qinghai caught up with him in a few steps, "You drank a lot, I'll take you back."

Zhuang Yi didn't stop walking, and said lightly: "You don't get paid for nothing, don't bother the second young master—you'd better go back and enjoy it."

Li Qinghai sent a message to the driver to drive the car to the gate of "Ming Yan". Hearing this, he frowned, "You told me you won't get rewarded for nothing? What's the relationship between us? You're saying that to me?"

Zhuang Yi said indifferently: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter."

Li Qinghai heaved a sigh of relief, he finally met the person he had been thinking about for so long, he didn't want to get angry, he tried his best to talk to him calmly: "Did Brother Qi leave you and go away, or did Qi meet me here?"

Zhuang Yi snorted coldly and didn't answer him at all.

Zhuang Yi just vomited and felt tired, and Li Qinghai was tall and long-legged, so he couldn't get rid of him after walking for a while.

The waiters in the past all looked strangely at the indifferent and reserved Li Ershao who was widely rumored in the circle to push a waiter away all the way. No matter what you see in the clubhouse, you must not spread it to the outside world, otherwise you will offend the big bosses in the circle, and it will not be as simple as losing your job, and your personal safety will be threatened.

Zhuang Yi walked all the way to the door of "Ming Yan", there is a strict access control system, especially for this kind of waiters who come to accompany drinks, the security guards wanted to stop him, but when he saw Li Qinghai's face next to him, he silently said Swallowing it back into his stomach, he let him open the door and go out.

Zhuang Yi stood at the door and reached out to stop the car, Li Qinghai walked over to stop him and said: "Take my car, I will take you home."

Zhuang Yi shook his head: "No need."

A taxi stopped, he got into the car directly, and slammed the door with a "bang" in front of Li Qinghai.

The taxi sprayed exhaust fumes all over Li Qinghai's face.

Li Qinghai stood there for a few seconds before getting back into his car, and commanded the driver with a sullen face: "Follow the taxi ahead."

The driver followed Zhuang Yi's car all the way through the busy city, turned into a small road, and stopped at the gate of a very ordinary community. The buildings inside were quite old, and the lights at the gate of the community were dim. Zhuang Yi got out of the car and walked into the community.

The taxi drove away, and Li Qinghai's car was parked alone in the alley, and the driver just stopped without Li Qinghai saying a word.

After a long while, Li Qinghai said, "Go and ask the guard if he knows which building he lives in."

The driver got out of the car and asked, the management of this kind of old community is not strong, only the pole needs to be raised when the vehicle enters and exits, the access control for personnel entering and exiting has been broken long ago, and no one has repaired it, so he asked Zhuang Yi's address with a pack of cigarettes , came back and reported to Li Qinghai.

Li Qinghai lowered his head and pressed the button on his mobile phone, found a nearby private restaurant, ordered some food for Zhuang Yi, made a note not to add spicy food, and waited at the door for a long time, watching the takeaway delivered with his own eyes, but he didn't see him. Zhuang Yi came out.

The child has really grown up, and his temper has grown.

Li Qinghai rubbed the center of his brows, his head hurt badly, and he wanted to go up to him right away.

But Zhuang Yi has changed too much, I don't know why, and I have a lot of resentment towards him.

Today is not a good time.

He sat for a while, then told the driver in a deep voice: "Go back."

The driver complied and started the car.

As soon as Zhuang Yi entered the house, the phone call from his manager Wang Xun arrived.

Zhuang Yi felt a burning pain in his stomach, and then he fed him feebly, "Brother Wang."

Wang Xun: "Zhuang Yi, what happened tonight, you know Li Qinghai, why didn't you tell me earlier?"

Zhuang Yi closed his eyes and slumped on the sofa, said lightly: "I don't know him."

Wang Xun did not hide his disappointment, "Let me tell you, Li Qinghai is such a good resource, if you had known him earlier, how could you not use it. Then tonight you...?"

Zhuang Yi guessed that he wanted to ask about the follow-up progress, and said indifferently: "I took a taxi and went home."

Now Wang Xun was really sure that the two of them had nothing to do with each other. Fortunately, after answering Sun Chongming's call, he hurriedly called Zhuang Yi, thinking of telling him to seize the opportunity to climb up to the tall branch of Li Ershao.

He lost the excitement just now, and said perfunctorily: "Then go back and have a good rest."

Zhuang Yi frowned, "Brother Wang, didn't you agree, I won't go to this kind of wine shop."

It's okay if he didn't mention it, but Wang Xun got angry when he mentioned it, "You still have the face to say, if Li Qinghai didn't happen to take you away today, I don't know what happened to Mr. Sun! Lao Tzu I asked you to have a few drinks with Mr. Sun, you are like a fucking young master, who will show your face! You will not go here or there, you are the one who has the most business in the whole company! Why are you so expensive? What kind of artist is the company, go home and inherit the family property!"

Zhuang Yi's voice was cold, "You asked me to sing for Zhou Yang, and I did it. I won't go to this kind of situation. This matter has been agreed a long time ago. Do you want to blame it now?"

Wang Xun felt guilty immediately, and quickly let him go, "I told you to go to this game today because I said it was only for drinking. Who would have thought that Sun Chongming was an old pervert! I have brought you since you joined the company. Can Brother Wang harm you—why did you mention Zhou Yang again, didn't you agree not to mention it?"

Zhuang Yi smiled lightly, heard Wang Xun pretending to comfort him over there, and hung up the phone.

The "Star Tour Entertainment" he signed is a small company. Except for a few key trainees who barely occupy a place in the entertainment industry, the rest are eighteenth-liners like him. They are usually squeezed out by the company countless times. They are called to accompany them. Alcohol is a small thing.

He admitted being bullied, but asking him to make fun of a group of old men is not acceptable, and he will not do it no matter what; as for doing other things with them, it is even more unnecessary to think about it.

Zhuang Yi pressed his fist against his burning stomach and curled himself up on the sofa.

After a while, the doorbell rang.

Zhuang Yi had a severe stomachache and lay still.

The doorbell rang for a while and stopped, and there was another knock on the door. The person outside said, "Is anyone home? The takeaway is here."

Zhuang Yi struggled to get up, opened the door and saw that it was really a food delivery.

Zhuang Yi frowned: "The delivery is wrong, I didn't order takeaway."

The delivery man checked the address, "The address is correct, is it Zhuang Yi?"

Zhuang Yi had no choice but to take it over and asked casually, "Who gave it to you?"

The delivery man said, "That's unclear, anonymous."

Zhuang Yi thanked him, and closed the door with the takeaway.

Put the takeaway on the table and take a look, sober up soup, corn and pumpkin porridge, noodles boiled in bone broth, quail eggs, cold seaweed shreds, bean curd buns... all kinds of things are on the table.

There is a long list stuck to the takeaway packaging bag, and the note says not to put spicy food.

Knowing that he drank too much wine today, Wang Xun must not be so kind as to order takeaway for him, could it be Li Qinghai?

Immediately, Zhuang Yi felt even more uncomfortable in his stomach. He picked up the bowl of pumpkin porridge and took a few sips. He took a hasty shower and lay down on the bed.

He took out his mobile phone and looked at the schedule. He had nothing else to do until tomorrow afternoon when he was going to the "Star News" magazine to shoot.

So he didn't turn on the alarm clock, and rudely tore off the row of earrings on his right ear and threw them on the bedside table, wrapped himself tightly in the quilt, put the pillow on his stomach, and curled up into a shrimp, aching and aching, Also fell asleep.