fault tolerance

Tang Lou forgot whether he slapped Zhou Yu first, or Sister Xin asked Xiaomeng to open the door of the dressing room first.

He only remembered that when he rushed out the door, he didn't even have time to get his glasses, and rushed past Sister Xin in a panic without saying hello.

run away.

Ironic.

He ran away from Zhou Yu again.

Tang Lou's heart hurt badly, he bit his lower lip fiercely with his teeth, lowered his head and ran, his hands tightly wrapped around himself, and his footsteps did not stop for a moment.

The button of his jacket was torn by Zhou Yu, no matter how tightly his arms were hugged, the cold wind outside the room still directly chilled him.

How many people saw his embarrassment?

He rushed out from the crowd, the backstage was full of staff and reporters, maybe Tang Jun and Siqi both saw it.

Obviously they just congratulated him on being with Zhou Yu, what's going on in this situation now?

Is it true that I am not worthy?

Not worthy of the lofty and radiant Zhou Daxing?

As soon as he opened his mouth, he destroyed all Tang Lou's expectations and imaginations.With a red mouth and white teeth, did he think he wouldn't feel pain when he said such hurtful words directly?

Tang Lou didn't dare to stop, for fear that he would run into acquaintances if he was too close to the venue.

Reason told him that he had to stay as far away as possible.As long as he is far enough away, no one knows him, and his cowardice and timidity will not be discovered.

Siqi's black nanny car was parked at the most obvious position of the backfield exit, and he saw it as soon as he ran out.

The windshield wipers of this car were damaged by crazy fans who wanted to see Zhou Yu.Thinking that the big star was in the car, he unscrupulously leaned on the windshield to peek.

It was in this environment that Zhou Yu was crazily liked by others.He is the idol of the stars and the moon, and everyone should love him, respect him, and obey him.

right?

Therefore, Zhou Yu was not happy when he showed some confusion about renting the "dormitory".

So, when he was late for the concert, Zhou Yu gave himself a bad face.

Therefore, he cannot have any friends by his side.Siqi can't do it, Zhu Guangrong can't do it, not even Wu Di.

Tang Lou's fists clenched tighter and tighter, his joints ached, and his nails were pressed into the flesh of his palm.

It hurts, it hurts.

But this kind of pain is nothing compared to the pain in my heart.

His heart felt like it was about to explode.

After running through two intersections, he finally stopped breathlessly and walked towards the flower bed in the street park, wanting to sit down and rest.

Unfortunately, as soon as he stopped, he felt dizzy, dizzy, and fell to the lawn.

There is no new lawn planted in the winter flower beds, only bare, freshly refurbished loess.

He was lying on the ground like a salted fish out of strength, unable to move.

The ground was hard, causing his back to ache, as if the pain would go deep into the old scar.

The sky at midnight was not clear at all, with layers of dark clouds covering all the starlight, and the oppressive feeling of the coming rain could be smelled in the night.

The wind and snow in City Y has always come very haphazardly, and it falls as soon as it is said.

Tang Lou searched in his mind, did the weather forecast say it would snow?

It seems that he has not said it.

"Haha." Tang Lou's chest trembled suddenly, and an inexplicable laugh almost scared him.

What time is it, still concerned about whether it will snow?

Tang Lou, you really have a big heart.

He felt more and more ridiculous, and wanted to prop up his body and leave quickly.It's better to go home and sleep well.

But......

Where is his home?

He doesn't seem to have a home.

The house left by my mother is not in Y City, and I haven't been back for several years.It's not home there.

No matter whether he is staying at Tang Jun's house or Zhu Guangrong's house, he is just a guest.

This afternoon, when he was cleaning Zhou Yu's new rented house, he wondered for a moment whether he would feel like home if he and Zhou Yu could move here.

Fortunately, he just thought about it.

Where are you going?

Is there any other place besides the office full of books that really belongs to him?

If you run back to the office in the middle of the night, you are really a fool!

His wrist was hurting, and he managed to get himself up. Before he could raise his head, he heard a burst of unusual footsteps.

He didn't wear glasses, so he couldn't see what the person in front of him looked like.So, he narrowed his eyes and asked suspiciously, "Who?"

"Your grandpa!" The visitor smelled of alcohol, spilled the can of beer in his hand and poured it on Tang Lou, "You look very rich! Bring some to spend."

It turned out to be a passing alcoholic.

Tang Lou sighed, and said flatly, "I didn't bring my wallet."

"Why are you pretending to be stupid?!" The beer man obviously felt that his IQ had been insulted. He threw the beer can in his hand to his side and shouted, "It's all about mobile phone transfers now! You don't even know how to use your mobile phone. Didn't bring it either!"

"Bring it." Tang Lou snorted coldly, shaking his head, never expecting that he really met an idiot.

This guy was too drunk.

But just drinking beer, can you get so drunk?

As soon as the beer man heard this, he immediately took out his pocket for a long time, and arrogantly showed it in front of Tang Lou: "Now, immediately, transfer money to me."

"There is a record of the transfer. Just check it." Tang Lou pushed away his mobile phone, stood up, and patted the dust off his body.

The beer man staggered two steps back, without turning his head around, and rubbed his face fiercely.

Tang Lou ignored him and wanted to leave.

Are you depressed now?Can he still be robbed by street gangsters?

and many more......

Tang Lou stopped the thoughts in his head, couldn't help protecting his collar with his hands, and pulled it forward forcefully.

The beer man finally reacted to what Tang Lou said, and wanted to use violence to solve the problem angrily.

He was indeed much stronger than Tang Lou, and he was also a head taller.

The man pulled Tang Lou's collar with one hand, and the other hand was clenched into a fist and raised high: "You little boy, how dare you look down on me! Is I so stupid? You transferred the money to me, and I won't send you Did you take the phone away together?"

The mobile phone can be taken away, but don't the records still exist?

Of course Tang Lou would no longer discuss basic common sense with this drunk.

His neck hurts from being strangled by the clothes pulled back. He blushed and almost couldn't breathe.

The arms scratched back indiscriminately, but nothing was caught.

Seeing that the man's fist was about to hit him, he finally grabbed the man's wrist.

Arch your back, bend your knees, and throw an over-the-shoulder throw.

The beer man lay on the ground and screamed, crying with his head in his arms.

Tang Lou's wrist was almost broken, he shook his hand in pain, and took a deep breath.

"You little boy, have you practiced before? It hurt me to death." The beer man rolled on the ground, rolling over the beer can he threw away, and shouted louder.

"I haven't practiced it, but I was hacked a few times." Tang Lou snorted and kicked the people on the ground, "Do you still want to transfer money?"

"You boy..." The beer man fell to the ground, half sober from the wine.He knew that he was in the wrong, but he didn't dare to stand up, for fear that Tang Lou would beat him up again.

Tang Lou does not intend to continue.

He took out his pocket, there should be some change in it, counted it, and threw it on the ground: "That's all. Buy some medicine."

The beer man didn't dare to take it either.

Tang Lou had no choice but to squat down, pick up the money, and stuff it into his pocket.He muttered: "I'm sorry. I had a quarrel with my boyfriend, and I'm about to break up, so I'm quite angry. Although I look downcast, I'm actually pretty good at fighting."

The beer man curled up into a ball, staring at him fiercely with his eyes, guessing he was scolding his mother in his heart.

At this time, a dazzling headlight beam shone on him, and it flashed twice.

Tang Lou raised his arms to block the light, and narrowed his eyes.

Can't see license plate.

The car seemed to be waiting for him, and the horn honked twice more.

Tang Lou finally said: "Sorry brother."

He walked to the car on the side of the road, which was Mr. Tang's silver Maybach.

Sister Xin was sitting in the driver's seat. She rolled down the window and said with a smile, "This place is not easy to take a taxi. Let me give you a ride."

In the bustling downtown area, near the stadium, how can it be difficult to take a taxi.

Tang Lou instinctively wanted to refuse, when he heard a voice from the back seat of the car: "Are you still in the car?"

It's Tang Dali.

Tang Lou said hello, opened the car door, and froze for a moment.

Tang Dali's blurred face met him, and he didn't seem very happy.

Probably because he knew what he had just done.

In particular, Zhou Yu was sitting next to him without saying a word.

"Get in the car." Sister Xin urged.

Tang Lou sat in the back seat, on Tang Dali's left.And Mr. Tang's right is Zhou Yu.

He should have hit Zhou Yu on the left cheek.He didn't know what to do, the car passed by on the road, and the headlights of the car swept across Zhou Yu's face, and there seemed to be no traces.

Fortunately, the injury is not serious.

"What's the matter with that person?" Tang Dali kept reading his email with his mobile phone in his hand.

"Drunk, looking for trouble." Tang Lou was embarrassed and massaged his wrist unconsciously.

"The skill is good, have you practiced it?" Sister Xin obviously saw Tang Lou's shoulder throw, and her voice was soft and soft, but she praised him for his skill.

"No. Daily exercise." Tang Lou didn't intend to say that he had been injured, so there was no need to report that he had studied Sanda seriously for a while.

People who have practiced are still cut so hard.

Nothing to brag about.

Unobtrusively, he heard a soft sigh from Zhou Yu's side.

Tang Dali put away his mobile phone and looked at him: "Zhou Yu and I still have a match, I will see you off later. Where do you live now?"

Where do you live?What should I say?

Tang Lou hesitated, whether to tell me the address of Zhou Yu's rented house near the school.Now the two are a little stiff, and it seems that it is not good to say it.

Unexpectedly, it was Zhou Yu who took the lead and said indiscriminately: "Let's send him off first. Mr. Jiang has time."

"You asked Mr. Jiang to wait for you?" Sister Xin turned her head slightly and glanced at Zhou Yu.

Zhou Yu did not continue.

No one in the car responded, and the atmosphere was a little awkward.

Tang Lou didn't understand what it meant, and asked, "Who is Mr. Jiang?"

Now, the atmosphere is even colder.

Whoever Jiang always is is not something Tang Lou needs to know.Tang Lou frowned, consciously making a slip of the tongue, holding the hand on the injured wrist a little harder.

"A friend. It's okay, just walk us to the hotel entrance. Tang Lou is not in a hurry, right?" Tang Dali took his time, closed his eyes and rested his mind, and didn't really ask Tang Lou.

Tang Lou replied that he was not busy.

But in my heart, it was like a cat was scratching, restless.

He turned his head slightly, and glanced at Zhou Yu who was sitting on the other side from the corner of his eye.I saw Zhou Yu's face was serious, his teeth were clenched, and the veins on his neck were slightly raised.

Dare to be angry but dare not speak.

Who is this Mr. Jiang?