half life after rebirth

You, I love you, don't you get angry, I'm afraid. "

At that time, Yang Song also thought that Father Zhang was angry.But Zhang's father was only stunned for a moment, then gently kissed his father's forehead, coaxing him gently, telling him not to be afraid.

Realizing that Dad Zhang really doesn't blame him anymore, Dad tugged at Dad Zhang's sleeve, pointed to the wine bottle on the coffee table just now, and said with a smirk, "Have another drink, okay?"

Yang Song stared at Yang Chen's sleeping face, thinking about a question that he hadn't thought clearly.

Why didn't Dad apologize but say I love you after spraying Zhang Dad's face with alcohol?It's not like Zhang's father taught him this, so, who did father learn from?

"Yang Song, you sit on that sofa first."

"kindness."

Yang Song obediently moved his position.

Zhang Ming was sitting next to Yang Chen with two cups of honey water, one cup on the coffee table and one in his hand.

Patting Yang Chen on the shoulder, Zhang Ming said, "Yang Chen, wake up and drink some honey water, it will make you feel better."

Yang Chen was dizzy, opened his mouth at the sound, and drank the warm honey water with his eyes closed.At this time, Xue Kai also came out of the bathroom, walked to the sofa and sat down, leaning against the back of the sofa with his hands on his forehead.

"Sorry to trouble you." Drinking beer is not like liquor, as long as you drink it well, you won't feel uncomfortable when you pass it out.After staying in the bathroom for a while, Xue Kai was almost awake, only with a dull headache.

"Almost sober?" Zhang Ming pushed the cup on the coffee table over.

"En." Xue Kai and Yang Chen are still relatively familiar, but this is the first time they meet Zhang Ming, so it is inevitable that they will be a little cautious in speaking and acting.

"You'll be sleeping in the study over there in a while." Zhang Ming said.

"It's still early, I'd better go back to bed." Sooner or later, he had to go back to the dormitory to meet those people, so it would be better for him to go back tonight.

"Since Xiaochen agreed to let you live here, you should live here, otherwise he will be unhappy when he wakes up tomorrow." Zhang Ming picked up two empty cups and stood up, "If you take a bath, use the first floor of the bathroom to shower. lotion and shampoo."

Upon hearing this, Yang Song became depressed: "That's my shampoo."

Scared, Xue Kai is also depressed, how can he use children's products.

Zhang Ming said without changing his expression: "The shampoo and shower gel on the second floor are almost used up, only enough for me and Xiaochen. I'm too busy these days, so I forgot to buy new ones."

Yang Song scratched his head. He accidentally dropped the bottle of shampoo just now, and it felt heavy when he picked it up. Why did it disappear?

"It's okay, children's things don't contain any harmful ingredients, so they are harmless to the body." Hearing what Zhang Ming said, he could only smile.Anyway, it's not the first time to use children's things, so it's no big deal.

After drinking the honey water, Yang Chen finally regained consciousness.After taking a bath with Zhang Ming's help, he complained that he was not feeling well and wanted to go back to his room to sleep.Seeing Zhang Ming and Yang Chen enter the same room, Xue Kai, as a big man, didn't think much about it.Probably his sudden arrival forced them to share a room, he thought.

Prepared honey water by the bed as usual, fearing that Yang Chen would not sleep soundly, Zhang Ming decided to read a book first, and then went to sleep by himself when Yang Chen was fully asleep.

The night was getting dark, Zhang Ming turned the bedside lamp to the darkest, ready to lie down and sleep.Seeing that Yang Chen kicked the quilt away and his legs were exposed, he leaned over to help Yang Chen cover the quilt.When he left, he was grabbed by Yang Chen who was in a dream.

"dad."

He heard Yang Chen's sleep talking.

No matter how old you are, you are still a 17-year-old child.

Despite Yang Chen's tugging, Zhang Ming just lay down on his side, facing Yang Chen face to face.

Long eyelashes, smooth cheeks, slightly parted mouth.

Yang Chen just fell asleep next to him defenselessly, falling into a deep sleep.

Seeing Yang Chen sleeping beside him so contentedly, he couldn't restrain the desire to touch him.

This situation is the same as before.

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14. Initial stage ([-])

It was the summer of that year. To celebrate Yang Chen's admission to a key high school in the city with excellent grades, he was able to study in the same school as Zhang Ming, who was in his first year of high school.Yang Chen's parents found a better restaurant and invited Zhang Ming's family to dinner.

At the dinner table, the six people sat together with smiles and ate delicious meals, enjoying themselves happily.Feeling happy, Yang Chen's father, Yang Yuan, opened a bottle of white wine, intending to drink with Zhang Ming's father, Zhang Ze.

"Zhang Ming, would you like a drink too?" Yang Yuan picked up the small wine glass and poured a full glass of white wine.

"Well, thank you, Uncle Zhang."

Zhang Ming quickly stood up, took the wine glass from Yang Yuan's hand, and drank it down in one gulp.At this time, he was already in the first year of high school, and he was very popular, and he often attended birthday parties among his classmates, and he had already exercised his drinking capacity.

"Xiaochen, do you want to have a drink too?" Zhang Zehuang tentatively asked, shaking the empty wine glass in his hand.

"Yang Chen is still young, so don't let him drink." Yang Yuan declined.

"Don't listen to your father, now that you have graduated from the third year of junior high, of course you can drink. Listen to uncle, have a drink, it's rare to be so happy today." Zhang Ze poured a glass of wine, stood up and walked to Yang Chen's side.

Yang Chen stood up abruptly, and said anxiously, "Uncle, how can this be done."

He is a junior, how could he let Uncle Zhang personally pour the wine over for him.

"Uncle doesn't force you to finish this glass of wine in one go like Zhang Ming. Drink as much as you can, and leave it if you can't finish it."

When Zhang Ming's father said this, Yang Chen had no way to refuse. He glanced at his father, picked up the wine glass, and drank it clean in one go.Tasting the taste of baijiu for the first time, the spicy Yang Chen directly poured the tea from the table into his mouth.

Seeing Zhang Ming pinching his wine glass and looking in his direction with a smile on his lips, Yang Chen turned his head awkwardly.He just doesn't know how to drink, why laugh like this?

"Let's see it this way. The two of us are bragging and drinking, and the two children are drinking casually." Zhang Ze sat back to the seat next to Yang Yuan and said.

"It's up to them to decide, we brothers will drink first." Yang Yuan held the dice cup in his hand.

Sitting next to him, Yang Chen's mother patted her husband's arm and advised, "This is not good, what if Xiao Chen gets drunk, he can barely drink a glass of wine."

"What are you afraid of? Zhang Ming has been letting Yang Chen drink since he was a child. He will never let him drink too much. Taking a step back, even if both of us are drunk, and there are us adults around, nothing will happen." Zhang Ming said Father said cheerfully.

"Can't you really play?" Yang Chen looked at Zhang Ming beside him anxiously. He was choking on the wine just now, and he hasn't recovered yet.

"Of course it's true." Zhang Ming smiled and took the glass wine bottle prepared by the waiter, and put it between the two of them, "You don't know how to brag, so how about playing guessing fist?"

Yang Chen glanced at the wine bottle, and said dissatisfied: "You know that I lose every time I play boxing games with you, isn't this a way to make me drink?"

Zhang Ming was stunned for a moment, and then said: "You don't think the guessing game I mentioned is rock-paper-scissors, do you?"

Yang Chen's face, which had turned red from drinking, became even more rosy: "Isn't it?"

"It seems that you really don't get together with your classmates very much." Zhang Ming said.

"A few good brothers are enough, why do you need so many?" Yang Chen curled his lips.

"Several, I think I'm the only one." Zhang Ming smiled softly, and stretched out his hands, "This time we're talking about guessing fists. This is how it is played. The palm represents five, and the fist represents zero. Two people are shouting five. , Ten, Fifteen, or Twenty at the same time, stretch out your hand. The sum of the numbers on the fingers of both hands is the same as the number shouted, whoever wins, and the loser drinks. If no one guesses correctly, then continue."

"You are very proficient." Yang Chen narrowed his eyes and looked at Zhang Ming, smiling.

"I drink a glass if I lose, and drink half a glass if you lose. Is this okay?" It's like this every time, I want him to let him go, but I don't want to say it clearly.

"You did it voluntarily." Yang Chen held back his smile and said calmly.

It was a good opportunity to see Zhang Ming get drunk, Yang Chen poured wine for both of them.

first round.

Yang Chen: "Twenty!"

Zhang Ming: "Fifteen."

Yang Chen silently looked down at his hand, what he stretched out was five, it is impossible for the two of them to add up to twenty.

Zhang Ming held back his laughter and comforted him, "It's okay, I held out five, we were both wrong, you don't need to drink."

"It's my first time playing just now, so I'm nervous." Yang Chen frowned, with a serious expression, "Come again!"

Yang Chen: "Fifteen!"

Zhang Ming: "Ten."

The same two voices sounded at the same time.

Looking down at the palms of the two, Yang Chen was almost too ashamed to lift his head.

This time, he threw out two fists and shouted fifteen.

For the third time, Zhang Ming couldn't bear it any longer, and lay down on the table laughing until his stomach ached.

Yang Chen unexpectedly this time, he called out ten this time and called out five.

Facing Zhang Ming, who was laughing so hard that tears were about to flow, Yang Chen wished he could cut off his own hand.

"Don't shout so fast." Zhang Ming rubbed his convulsed face, "I've played with so many people, but this is the first time I've seen you punch like this."

Yang Chen glared at Zhang Ming: "It's just that I'm not familiar with it. You won't make mistakes if you play it a few times. Could it be that you were fully proficient when you first learned it?"

Zhang Ming smiled without saying a word, he has never lost a game of guessing boxing with his friends.

"I guessed it right, come again, this time we must decide whether to win or lose." Yang Chen said clearly.

For the first three times, Zhang Ming gave way to Yang Chen.