I am miserable by being attacked by the social bully

At this point, Xue Barley should go to bed early.He can also withdraw it, as if nothing happened, and if Xue Barley asks later, he just needs to explain that he sent it to the wrong person.

But just as he was about to withdraw, the breathing light on his phone flashed twice, and Xue Barley's reply came from the message interface.

Ximen Fuxue: When the fuck did you break up?

XK:?

……

Lao Chuan was deeply speechless for the question mark sent by Xue Barley, and before he could reply, messages from Xue Barley came in turn.

XK: Advising people to break up when they first met?Have you always been this brave?

Ximen Fuxue: My hand slipped, I sent it wrong.

XK:?

Ximen Fuxue: Sorry.

XK: It's okay, we are very affectionate for the time being, and we have no plans to break up, thank you for your concern.

……

Lao Chui pressed the tip of his tongue against his back molars, closed the dialog box irritably, and still couldn't help cursing.

"Hold!"

There is no spring breeze at all this spring!

101. (4): ING

Although he has Xue Barley's WeChat account, Lao Chui doesn't dare to chat with him, especially after the death-like chat, his remaining courage has been exhausted.

But people are always daring. After more than half a month of likes on Xue Barley's circle of friends, he still couldn't bear the loneliness. After a month of silence, he ran to the tavern impatiently.

Xue Barley was a little surprised to see him, but his attitude was the same as before, neither alienated nor close.

Lao Chui looked at him, and quickly looked away.

The folk songs on the stage and Xue Barley's voice came into his head together, and he was confused and hazy in his ears.

"Long time no see, do you still want to drink stronger this time?"

Xue Barley smiled at him, still casually.

As if his presence was a normal thing, as if he was not important at all.

Lao Chui looked at the pair of peach blossom eyes, feeling unwell for no reason.

So he simply bypassed Xue Barley, walked to the bar and sat down in silence.

There is only one high chair at the bar, and behind it is an open console.

This is a position that has the best of both worlds, being able to observe Xue Barley and being the closest to him at the same time.

With these small thoughts in mind, Lao Chui sat at the bar with peace of mind.

Xue Barley looked at him several times, hesitant to speak, but he ignored them one by one.

"What would you like to drink?"

Xue Barley asked tentatively.

"casual."

He answered calmly.

Xue Barley frowned, with displeasure in Taohua's eyes, "No one is generally allowed to sit in this position."

"Then why did you put a chair?"

Lao Chuan asked back: "Since you put the chair, isn't it for people to sit on?"

Xue Barley raised an eyebrow, stared at him for a few seconds, and then chuckled: "That's for me to sit on when I'm resting. After all, it's tiring to stand all day. I can't compete with the guests for a seat."

Xue Barley mixed the wine unhurriedly, "You can sit if you want, you are lucky, my cousin took my chair out before he sang and didn't bring it back, otherwise this chair would be inside the bar and wouldn't be placed outside."

Lao Chui's eyes followed that white and slender finger, watching it cut lime, stir ice cubes, arrange mint, refill a glass and pass it over, and then slowly replied 'oh' like a goose.

This time the wine is not strong, but has a very spicy fiery red color.

Gentle and refreshing taste, with a bit of sweetness in stamina.

Lao Chui couldn't hold back, and drank a few more sips.

While reminiscing, he heard Xue Barley's question.

"Like it?"

He nodded honestly, "I like it."

"Like red?"

"like."

"Do you like wine?"

"like."

Xue Barley's peach-blossom eyes rolled, and he smiled smugly.

Lao Chui was caught in this smile, and only realized it belatedly.

"How did you know I like red?"

"I saw it." Xue Barley replied, "Your motorcycle is red."

For some reason, hearing this sentence, my heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

Lao Chui coughed lightly to cover up the change of mood, "Modified, pasted car film, is it beautiful?"

"pretty."

Xue Barley praised generously, with a low voice, provocative and sexy.

"What car?"

"spring breeze."

"It's pretty cool, next time you go for a ride, take me with you."

Xue Barley spoke frivolously and lazily, Taohua had an ambiguous smile in his eyes, and his brown pupils were staring at him intently.It seems that at this moment, he is the only one in his world.

Lao Chui felt drunk.

He was not drunk by wine, but by Xue Barley.

102. (5): ING

Xue Barley has a cousin named Ye Chen, who sings folk songs in the tavern.

Lao Chui has noticed him for a while, and other singers go straight home after get off work.Ye Chen was different, he went upstairs directly after singing.

After inquiring, he found out that Ye Chen lived in the tavern.

Staying in the tavern every day and drinking, Lao Chuan has long since gotten tired of it, but there is no other way to get close to Xue Barley except drinking.

But it was different now, it was the first time he knew that this dilapidated tavern could still be used for people.

There is a compartment on the second floor, which was specially packed by Xue Barley for Ye Chen and made room for him.

Occasionally, Xue Barley himself spent the night in the attic.

The old blow thought hard for several weeks, and finally decided to put his mind on 'how to stay in a tavern'.

But this problem is not simple. On the one hand, he doesn't want Xue Barley to see it; on the other hand, he doesn't know where to start or how to speak.

So I could only stare at Ye Chen who was singing on the stage all day long, and my eyes could burn the figure of him into a real fire, but my mind wandered around Ye Chen to the southeast and northwest.

It made Ye Chen sink his head into singing bitterly every time he saw him coming in, his voice was trembling, and he felt like a little white sheep being watched by a big bad wolf.

After a long time, even Xue Barley found out.

One day, as soon as he stepped into the tavern, Xue Barley stood on the edge of the bar like a rapist, beckoning him to pass.

Before approaching, Xue Barley said bluntly: "Have you taken a fancy to my cousin?"

After listening to it, Lao Chuan was stunned for a while, and felt that it was ridiculous, so he asked in surprise, "Can I see him?"

"Then why do you stare at people every day?" Xue Barley said, "You have the same eyes as a gangster. You scare others."

Lao Chuan had a hard time saying it, and he didn't know how to explain it for a long time.

Xue Barley asked again: "There is still your wine money. When are you going to settle it? It has been more than two months."

Lao Chui hesitated for a while, frantically looking for an excuse to default in his mind.

Either there is no money to settle the bill, or simply do not want to pay.After a certain time, Xue Barley could only think about him at ease.

His own drinking money.

This is a perverted and effective method.

Lao Chuan emptied his mind and silently immersed himself in his own world.

Xue Barley stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers in front of his eyes.Frowning slightly, she looked at him silently.

Lao Chui came back to his senses, stretched out his hand and clenched his fist, put it on his chin and pretended to cough a few times.

"It's like this. I was temporarily driven out by my family because I was too rebellious. I didn't have much money and no place to live. You see, because we have known each other for so long, let me take it easy. When I have money, I'll give it back to you, okay?"

As soon as he uttered some nonsense, he consciously made it up seamlessly and without leakage.As long as Xue Barley is not a cold and heartless person, he will definitely not refuse.

Maybe the old man opened his eyes, but Xue Barley did as he wished, agreed to his request, and asked him where he planned to live.

He suppressed the impulse and pretended to be distressed: "I don't know, but I have the money to pay the rent. You have a lot of connections, do you have any land?"

Xue Barley chuckled with unknown meaning, looked at him for a long time, and then answered slowly: "There is a place in the tavern, do you want to live? A friendship price, 60 per day for you."

Lao Chuan remained calm on the surface, but was ecstatic in his heart.

"Thank you."

The corners of Xue Barley's mouth curled up slightly, his voice was cold and sexy.

"Oh~ Remember to pay off your debts when you have money."

In this way, Lao Chui, with his crappy lies, clumsy performances, and proud and excited mood, lived in this place where he thought about it day by day and dreamed about it at night.

103. (6): ING

Lao Chuan, who lives in the tavern, is not very happy either.

Although he was one step closer to Xue Barley's life, he found something that made him feel even more sad—there are too many ambiguous objects around Xue Barley!

There are all men and women, as if all the men in this world are dead, and Xue Barley is the only one left.

What a fucking annoyance!

He inquired about Xue Barley's gossip from various places every day, and the more he listened, the angrier he became, and the more he listened, the less confident he became.I just feel that there are so many Yingying and Yanyan around Xue Barley, and the pressure he bears is as hard as Kuafu's daily life.

I don't know when he will catch Xue Barley's attention and stand out from the pile of crooked melons and dates.

Lao Chuan felt that he could not love and was dissatisfied with his desires, so his secret love turned into jealousy, and all the cattle and horses around Xue Barley gave him the same nickname - "Crooked Melon Split Date".

Although this pile of crooked melons and split dates is all graceful and looks like a fairy.

After wandering in the tavern for more than half a year, he didn't make any progress with Xue Barley.

When we first met, Xue Barley would tease him.After living here for half a year, seeing him was like looking at a stranger, with no tenderness in his eyes.

There are reasons.

I don't remember which time it was, but he couldn't hold back, and in front of Xue Barley's little lover, scolded him as a coward.

It's not a coquettish thing, six boys came to the tavern to look for him in one day, and they were all young boys dressed as students, probably either high school students or college students.

He doesn't know if they are lovers or not, but they all look different anyway.The language is ambiguous, the behavior is bold, and they will all be treated as underground lovers.

The most frustrating time for Lao Chuan was in October. During the National Day, he planned to take Ye Chen for a short trip, but he missed the high-speed rail ticket, so the two could only stay in the tavern in despair.