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He Beixun took a taxi directly back to his original home. When he got there, He Beixun flipped through his wallet and put his eyes on it: "Yes... I'm sorry, master... Master, I have no money. Just wait, I'll give it to you when I get home." Take it!"

The driver is a very cheerful person: "Okay, but please slow down, don't fall."

He Beixun's eyes turned red suddenly as he swayed through the corridors he had walked through for so many years. Maybe he knew subconsciously that his home was gone, and he just wanted to experience the feeling of going home again while he was drunk.

Huang Xing had just finished taking a shower, when he came out, he heard frantic knocking on the door, and he didn't know how long it had been knocking.

Huang Xing has no friends, he can count the people who come into this house with one hand, Huang Xing is a little hesitant, he doesn't even want to see who is outside the door.

But there was too much movement outside the door.

It also disturbs the people.

Huang Xing tied up his pajamas, opened the door, and was thrown on him by the person who fell in like a big sack without support.

Without even pausing, Huang Xing pushed the person on him back with his backhand. He Beixun was pushed against the door, and sat down on the ground with a bang.

This time, Huang Xing saw who it was.

"He Beixun?"

He Beixun was even more dizzy from the fall, and he took a long time before he spoke with difficulty: "The driver is waiting below, borrow some money."

"……Are you OK."

Even though he asked, Huang Xing didn't even move forward to help him.

He Beixun held the door and stood up, pointing at Huang Chen unsteadily: "I know you! Huang Chen, right? I want to borrow money from my brother, the driver downstairs is very nice, and he told me not to fall, I have to tell him , I fell hahaha"

The alcohol smell from He Beixun's words made Huang Xing frowned, and he took a step back indistinctly: "Don't move, go back to the room and sit, I'll give the driver the fare."

Huang Xing went back to the house to get the money, and by the way, he took the trash downstairs and threw it away. What's more, he had to calm down. Huang Xing didn't like trouble very much, and even a little bit of trouble made him irritable, so he usually tried not to make trouble for others. , and now in his eyes, He Beixun is a big trouble!

Huang Xing regretted borrowing his car that day and owed a favor.

As soon as this idea came out, Huang Xing raised the corner of his mouth and smiled, with a mocking arc.

He remembered what his mother had said to him when she was dying. Their mother and son were not sad about parting. His mother used the last few minutes of her life to accuse him of how ruthless he was.

His parents had fulfilled their responsibilities as a parent by birthing him and raising him. He asked himself that the love from his parents to him was quite normal, so why did he give birth to such a heartless person.

He didn't even feel sad when his mother passed away. Everyone died, and he would die a hundred years later. Why did his mother have to make him make a sad expression?

He gave birth to me and raised me, and I served her and took care of her. After a hundred years, I will send her off for the last time, and I have fulfilled my son's responsibility. Why do you scold him so angrily, being heartless?

Speaking of fickleness, Huang Xing thought of another person, Bai Jingjing.

That day in the hospital, Bai Jingjing said the same thing. She was pale, but scolded him every word sonorously: "You are heartless and ungrateful, how many years of my sincerity can't warm your heart of stone."

Others are affectionate and righteous who have been wronged, only he is cold-blooded and ungrateful.

Huang Xing threw the rubbish into the trash can, and saw the taxi parked in front.

Huang Xing frowned, as if he could see through the taxi that He Beixun would spend a lot of money in the not-too-distant future.

Can a child with a poor family have the money to pay me back?

Gee.

He gave the money to the driver, but he didn't want to go back. He was just about to sit in the flower bed for a while, when he turned around and saw Bai Jingjing coming out of the coffee shop.

Bai Jingjing seemed to have seen him too, she was suddenly shaken by a sense of disappointment, and walked over here quickly.

Huang Xing turned his head, bit the end of his cigarette and lit it. Those who were familiar with him knew from his expression that Huang Xing was angry.

Being interrupted by two people in a row made Huang Xing very irritable.

Bai Jingjing was wearing high heels, almost jogging over all the way, but before he got there, Huang Xing put out his cigarette and went upstairs.

Bai Jingjing called him all over behind him, with a crying voice at the end: "Lu Xing!"

Huang Xing didn't even turn his head.

When He Beixun entered the house again, the slightest sense of strangeness was gone, even though he was drunk.

He Beixun thinks that when people are drunk, their minds are not clear. This kind of nonsense is not credible at all. He knows it better than ever now. He can even visually see how thin his waist was outlined by every move when he came in. come out.

Huang Xing: "Let's talk."

He Beixun replied: "Two feet?"

"What?" Huang Xing: "Are you clear now? Do you know what you said?"

When Huang Xing went out, he changed his clothes. The clothes at home could just outline his waist, and he could even see the fluctuation of Huang Chen's abdominal cavity clearly when he was talking.

He Beixun got up from the sofa, shook it twice, and pinched Huang Xing's waist accurately with both hands: "Here, two feet, right? Hahahahahaha, it's so fucking thin, even thinner than a woman's waist."

Huang Xing didn't expect him to do this, and when he came back to his senses, he had already taken advantage of it. Huang Xing didn't move, he slowly raised his head and stared at He Beixun: "What the hell are you doing?"

How the hell do I know what I'm doing!

He Beixun said something in his mind, as for why he didn't say it, he really didn't care, He Beixun's brain didn't have the function of controlling his mouth at all, and all his attention was on his hands.

The muscles touched by his hands were tight, revealing the warmth of his body. He Beixun himself didn't know what was going on. All he could think of was this slender waist without clothes.

The two of them didn't move, they looked at each other, and He Beixun clearly understood the threat in his eyes.

So, He Beixun pulled off Huang Xing's clothes, and touched them in with his hands.

Jiu Zhuang is cowardly, not to mention He Beixun is not cowardly.

If He Beixun hadn't been drunk, he wouldn't have done this, like a fucking wretched man, but if the drunk He Beixun was threatened, then it wouldn't be certain.

After all, he is the second Xun of the fourth year of junior high school.

Huang Xing didn't talk nonsense to him this time, he punched him in the face, knocking He Beixun down on the sofa.

He Beixun was on the sofa with his head on, and it didn't hurt when he hit it. He was so dizzy that he wanted to vomit, so he endured it.

Huang Xing used a lot of strength this time, and it was only when He Beixun got up that his face was burning and hurting more and more. This punch aroused all the fire that He Beixun had held back for so many days.

He Beixun didn't hesitate for a second, and rushed forward to fight with Huang Xing.

Huang Xing didn't have the habit of hitting people when he was drunk. Except for the punch at the beginning, he mostly avoided it. He Beixun held back for so long, and he had a place to spread fire. He used his young master's temper for many years, so he couldn't beat him. When Huang Xing came to kick it, he couldn't kick it with his feet. Young Master He became anxious, so he picked up an ashtray and threw it at Huang Xing.

A drunk person lacked accuracy but was strong enough. The heavy ashtray slid across an arc and hit the fish tank. The big fish tank shattered, and the water and fish inside flowed down the table to the ground.

All over the place.

The two of them didn't move anymore. After the noise, the room was terribly quiet. Huang Xing came over stepping on the water, twisted He Beixun's arm, half dragged and half pushed him out of the door, and closed the door with a bang.

Young Master He didn't even resist when he was thrown out.

It's just that when he staggered out, the unhurried way of walking flashed in his mind again, elegant like a leopard, and noble like a swan treading water.

The house returned to calm, only the water-deficient fish jumped on the ground from time to time.

Huang Chen has been raising these fish for quite a long time, and usually buys some expensive fish food to feed them.

After being idle for so long, I suddenly suffered such a disaster.

After taking half a basin of water from the basin in the bathroom, Huang Xing picked up the fish on the ground and put them in the basin.

The cheerful fish in the past, now in the water, gulped down the water like a dying person out of oxygen.

Huang Xing put the oxygen pump in the basin, and silently cleaned up the mess in the house.

If anyone saw Huang Xing at this moment, he would not be able to see that Huang Xing was angry just now.

Huang Xing is this kind of person, he is very casual about everything in his life, and rarely gets angry with others, because he doesn't care about anything, he has nothing important, so he has no mood swings about it.

He Beixun disturbed his cleanliness, he threw him out, forget about it, and he regained his calm.

As if the man who had messed up his house just now wasn't here.

Huang Xing is used to this kind of clean life, and he is also used to this rhythm. Once someone tries to break it, Huang Xing will put up all his defenses.