The wicked have their own evil

Zhang Chi walked out, but aimlessly, he could only wander around.He was thinking about what Shen Hua said, thinking about Zitong, thinking about what had happened in the past few years, but now he was at a loss as to what to do, what he felt was the pain of standing on the Flame Mountain without being burned.

This kind of pain was very hot, but he had to endure it. He stood in the middle, walking to Zitong's house on the left, and the way back to the right, and he was caught on both sides.

But he didn't want to face Shen Hua, nor Zi Tong.

In the alley next to him, there is a bar that has not been open for a long time.The bar is not big, there are not many people, and there are less than five bartenders and waiters.Zhang Chi went in directly and found a seat at random. His drinking habit remained unchanged, and he was drunk even by shouting, as if he wanted to numb everything in his mind.

He lay prone on the glass table, and the phone fell to the ground along his pocket. He heard a sound, and only frowned slightly.

At this time, there are very few people coming here to drink, let alone only one person.

The bartender looked at his watch, and they were open until two o'clock in the morning at the latest.

He walked over, knelt down and picked up Zhang Chi's cell phone on the table, lightly touched Zhang Chi's shoulder, and whispered, "Sir, are you okay?"

Zhang Chi groaned a few times, his eyes were so drunk that he could hardly keep his eyes open.

Suddenly, the phone's screen lit up and vibrated on the glass table.Zhang Chi's head didn't look up either, so the bartender had no choice but to connect him first.

"Hello," the bartender said, "are you a friend of the owner? He's at Yueming Bar, okay..." He listened, and touched Zhang Chi carefully, "Sir, your friend said his name is Cheng Yi, do you need him to pick you up?"

Zhang Chi reluctantly opened his eyes, his head seemed to be smeared and confused, and he replied: "Yes." After that, he only heard the voice of the bartender, but he couldn't hear the voice of the bartender. what.Then, he heard the sound of the phone being placed on the table, and he drank in a daze again.

About ten minutes later, a man walked in. He was handsome and handsome, with the tails of his eyes slightly raised, showing a kind of handsome and cool demeanor.He walked steadily, but soon, he stood by the counter and swept forward, as if he was looking for something.

"Is it Mr. Cheng Yicheng?" The bartender asked tentatively not far from him.

The man paused, nodded slightly, and asked, "Where is he?"

The bartender pointed in the direction, and the man walked around the column to the left, and didn't stop until he saw Zhang Chi.He lowered his brows and looked at him indifferently, and the faint colored lights fell, diluting his calm and cold facial features, making him look a little docile.

"Zhang Chi." He called out.

Zhang Chi ignored him.

He raised his head slightly, and saw his face, which was so drunk, was hard and flushed.He remembered the name the bartender called just now, frowned slightly, his voice was lowered with dissatisfaction, "You called him to pick you up?"

But apparently, Zhang Chi did not reply to his words.

Zitong had no choice but to help him up, put his arm on her shoulders, and walked out of the door after paying the bill.Coincidentally, he ran into Cheng Yi at the door.

Cheng Yi seemed to have just changed his clothes, the collar was crooked, and the top two buttons hadn't been buttoned yet. He first saw Zhang Chi with his eyes closed, and then the tall and thin man next to him.

He was taken aback, and stammered, "You..." He subconsciously thought that this man was Zhang Chi whom he had met in a bar, so he stretched out his hand and said, "I am his friend, you can make him..."

"I'm his boyfriend." Zitong immediately cut off his words.

"What?" Cheng Yi was stunned for a few seconds, looking at him with some hostility, "Brother Chi said he didn't have a boyfriend."

"Oh." He smiled lightly, his expression was a little indifferent, a little arrogant, and also a little disdainful, "His private life doesn't need to be shared with an outsider."

Cheng Yi's face darkened, but he couldn't argue that he was not an outsider, so he just bit his lips lightly and said, "If you are Brother Chi's boyfriend, why did Brother Hua call me just now and not you? you?"

He lowered his head slightly and looked at Cheng Yi who was half a head shorter than him. After a long while, he turned out his mobile phone and showed him the first number in the address book, "Shen Hua was the first to give The number you called, Zhang Chi was the first one to call me." He read it for him, then slowly put the phone back, and asked: "Anything else to prove?"

He all felt like a naive kid bragging about being number one with an unrelated person.

Cheng Yi hugged his hands behind his back, feeling a little wronged in his heart, and a little bit more jealous. It took him half an hour to walk over, and Zhang Chi called his partner immediately.

He looked up at Zitong, and he had to admit that the man's appearance was indeed good, the type that Zhang Chi liked.

But he was a little reconciled, he really still liked Zhang Chi, and even wanted to continue to befriend him after he was released from prison, but Zhang Chi already had a boyfriend.

He bit his lip and took two steps back.

Zitong supported Zhang Chi and was about to leave, but suddenly turned around, looked at Chengyi, and asked, "What else did Shen Hua tell you?"

Cheng Yi didn't want to say it at first, but he seemed to be intimidated by his cold eyes, so he said: "Brother Hua said that they had a little quarrel, so Brother Chi came out without saying anything."

Zitong pondered, turned and left.

He helped Zhang Chi to his bed, took off his shoes, and laid him upright, he was relieved.He sat on the edge of the bed, staring at him blankly.

For more than three years, he has never been able to look at him unscrupulously like now.

"I thought I wouldn't go to see you, I wouldn't go to you," Zi Tong said softly, "I would be able to recover my life, but," he paused, "the day you went to jail for Shen Hua, you Won."

Just because Zhang Chi won, he put down his hatred, and then pressed it firmly with a stone, pressing it to the bottom of his heart.

It turns out that love can really suppress hate.

"My mother will forgive me," Zi Tong said, her eyes flushed slightly, "She said she didn't want me to be like my father, so... yes."

In fact, he knew what Zhang Chi had been angry with, but he couldn't help it. He had always had a thorn in his heart, a thorn that had been hidden for nearly 20 years, but now Zhang Chi forcibly pulled it out.

He had told Zhang Chi before that he wanted a home, and it was true.

He really longed for a home.

He paused, and said in a daze, "I have nothing left, only you."

The three people he loves most in the world are his mother, his grandmother, and Zhang Chi.

Now he only has Zhang Chi left.

"Well……"

Seeing Zhang Chi move, Zitong subconsciously felt a little nervous.

But his eyes were still closed, his facial features were slightly wrinkled, he was struggling a little, his cheeks were slowly bulging, his head tilted slightly forward, and the wine he just drank was spit out all at once.Then he went back to sleep.

Zitong stared blankly for a few seconds, he was a bit of a clean freak, and now he saw that Zhang Chi's clothes and bed sheets were full of stains.

Zitong: "..."

He checked his phone, it was almost three o'clock in the middle of the night.

He hung his head and had to clean up the mess.

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