kiss you at sunset

After a meal, it somehow became a meeting between Jiang and Tang to criticize and fight.Zhou Shiluo was not familiar with the two people on the opposite side, and he couldn't get in his mouth. He listened silently the whole time, and smiled back symbolically when he was asked.

Zhou Shiluo felt that he must have been kicked by a donkey, so he was away from home most of the night and came here as a foil.

Before he came, the three of them were already slightly drunk, and Zhou Shiluo persuaded them a few words.Not only did they not persuade them, they also asked Jiang and Tang to order another eight bottles of beer.

In desperation, he could only refuse to drink on the grounds of driving, but Jiang and Tang refused to let go. He held the bottle and did not let go. The truth is, I will call you a substitute driver in a while."

Zhou Shiluo was in a dilemma. He had given up drinking since the accident two years ago. He would not dare to continue drinking if he was innocent.

Jiang and Tang pushed the wine bottle in front of Zhou Shiluo, "Brother Zhou, if you don't give me face, you have to give Yang Jin face, right?"

He doesn't want to give anyone face.

However, the amount of two bottles was still within his acceptable range, so Zhou Shiluo didn't bother to shirk it, thinking he should drink some.

Just as he was about to reach for the wine, he was stopped halfway by the people beside him, and Yang Jin swiftly grabbed Zhou Shiluo's share in front of him.

"He can't drink, there is still class tomorrow morning." Yang Jin said casually.

Zhou Shiluo turned his head and looked at him with a confused expression. In fact, he only had three or four classes tomorrow morning.He knew that Yang Jin was blocking the drink for him, but he didn't understand why the person who had been bad-tempered towards him before suddenly became kind.

Zhou Shiluo frowned slightly, he glanced at the four bottles of beer in front of Yang Jin, and finally did not stop him.

Jiang and Tang smiled knowingly, and compromised: "Then it's okay for us to replace Brother Jin."

After drinking for three rounds, all three of them were drunk.Zhou Shiluo took out his phone and glanced at the screen, before he knew it, it was past ten o'clock.

The gate of the school dormitory had already been closed at this point, and if he went back late, he still smelled of alcohol, so he would inevitably be scolded by the dormitory auntie.If you have a bad attitude of admitting your mistakes, you will be reported to the department for criticism the next day.

Zhou Shiluo asked worriedly, "Where are you going at night?"

Feng Jiayang was the one who was still sober among the three. He ordered a car ahead of time, and said with a smile to Zhou Shiluo: "I rented a one-bedroom apartment outside, but it's a bit small and can only accommodate two people."

Speaking of this, he glanced at Yang Jin who was leaning back on the chair with blurred eyes, and said again: "You and Yang Jin are friends, so I just handed him over to you. I will lead Jiang and Tang to my place."

Zhou Shiluo didn't agree with this suggestion from the bottom of his heart. Although his house was a two-bedroom house, he hadn't bought a bed for the second bedroom. Even if Yang Jin went there, he wouldn't have a place to live.

But before he could say no, Feng Jiayang was about to set Jiang and Tang up and leave.

"Then what did you plan before I came?" Zhou Shiluo hurriedly asked while the man hadn't left.

Feng Jiayang shrugged, shook his head harmlessly, and replied, "I don't know, why don't you wake Yang Jin up and ask him."

After finishing speaking, Jiang and Tang, who were half-pushed and stared, left.

Zhou Shiluo got up and wanted to chase him out, but Yang Jin sat outside, blocking the way, and could only stand there and watch helplessly.

He sighed helplessly, pushed Yang Jin who was on the side, and said angrily: "Be sober, can you still leave?"

Yang Jin half-closed his eyes, nodded slowly, and shook his head again.

Zhou Shiluo thought of blocking the wine for himself, so he drank two more bottles of Yang Jin, and then suppressed the irritability in his stomach.He whispered "fuck" to express his dissatisfaction, and then called the waiter on the side to help carry him outside.

The waiter was a young guy who looked young. He lowered his head the whole time, supported Yang Jin carefully, and reminded him in a low voice from time to time, "Be careful with your feet" and "Pay attention to the steps". He stopped, and turned his gaze to Zhou Shiluo who had a serious face aside.

He said submissively: "Brother, I haven't paid the bill yet."

Zhou Shiluo licked his molars, tried hard to adjust his expression, and asked, "How much?"

The waiter patted the table at the cash register, "Sister, pay for table 316."

Two minutes later, Zhou Shiluo reluctantly took out six red bills from his wallet. After recovering 2 yuan, he picked up Yang Jin who was half awake on the counter, opened the door and left.

Fortunately, the car was parked not far away, and Zhou Shiluo threw him into the co-pilot without much effort.

He didn't get into the car immediately, and suddenly thought of the half pack of cigarettes that Liu Linsen had left on the car last time, and let him casually throw it in the storage box of the co-pilot.He wanted to take it out and smoke one, but when his eyes fell on Yang Jin who was sleeping on the co-pilot, he inexplicably remembered the appearance of this man when he smoked last time, so he threw this idea out.

He stood outside the car for a while, thinking of the 540 yuan he just gave out, he couldn't help but feel uncomfortable.Although his father was able to earn a lot and he was never short of pocket money, it didn't mean he didn't feel bad.

He went around to the driver's seat, regretting that he shouldn't have come here.

But sometimes it's unlucky to drink cold water and stuff your teeth. Just when Zhou Shiluo was regretting, the shadow of a white list outside the driver's window suddenly pierced into his eyes.

Zhou Shiluo was stunned for a moment. Although he had just bought a car, he was no stranger to this ticket. It was a traffic police ticket for illegal parking.

Zhou Shiluo raised his eyes and scanned around, seeing that the two cars parked in front of and behind him also had tickets posted, so he gritted his teeth resignedly, picked up the tickets and got into the driver's seat.

After 2 minutes of silence, Zhou Shiluo pushed Yang Jin, the co-pilot, and called his name a few times.

"Have you brought your ID card?" Zhou Shiluo asked again.

Yang Jin was already suffering from drinking, but it seemed even more uncomfortable to be called out by Zhou Shiluo. He muttered a few times, frowned and turned his face to the side of the car window.

Zhou Shiluo tactfully gave up on continuing to communicate with the alcoholic. After fastening their seat belts together, he took out his mobile phone and searched a nearby hotel, decisively booked a room with a double bed, and then drove there.

This time, Luo Chang remembered Zhou, and waited abruptly at the entrance of the hotel until there was a parking space before turning off the engine and getting out of the car.After explaining the situation to the hotel, he checked in for Yang Jin with his ID card, and asked the staff to help.

After such a toss, Yang Jin sobered up a bit, but what followed was the price of excessive drinking.

As soon as Yang Jin entered the room, he rushed to the bathroom, retched several times while hugging the toilet, but did not spit out anything.Alcohol piled up in his stomach and rolled around without any rules, Yang Jin had no choice but to lick his throat and induce vomiting until he vomited out the uncomfortable force.

Zhou Shiluo ignored him, first picked up the kettle and boiled some boiling water, then walked slowly into the smelly bathroom, covered his nose and said speechlessly, "If you can't drink it, don't drink it, why do you have to drink it to death?"

Yang Jin raised his eyes and glanced at him, lowered his eyes again, and leaned his back against the wall weakly. At this moment, he still did not forget to satirize Zhou Shiluo, and his voice was frighteningly weak, "Do you have a conscience? ..."

"You can take a break," Zhou Shiluo interrupted before he finished speaking, he picked up the bath towel on the shelf and threw it mercilessly in Yang Jin's face, "I didn't ask you to give me Stop drinking."

Yang Jin pulled off the bath towel above his head, snorted coldly, then smiled inexplicably, and cursed: "You will always be like this."

Zhou Shiluo was stunned, not quite understanding what this man meant, and frowned slightly displeased, "What virtue am I?"

"Conceit," Yang Jin bit out two words from his mouth heavily.

Zhou Shiluo didn't expect this to be the answer, and his anger suddenly surged up. He lightly kicked Yang Jin's calf and asked him, "Explain clearly?"

Yang Jin closed his eyes and shook his head, his breath was very light, but the smell of alcohol was heavy.His cheeks were flushed with alcohol, and he didn't answer Zhou Shiluo's question anymore, as if he had fallen asleep.

Zhou Shiluo was silent for a while, presumably it was this man's crazy talk after drinking.He put away his emotions and was about to throw him on the bed and leave.

He rolled up his sleeves, endured the unpleasant smell, and half bent down.Just when his hands touched Yang Jin's arm, the man suddenly opened his eyes, the deep eyes were no longer calm, but mixed with a strong hatred, which shocked Zhou Shiluo .

Just as Zhou Shiluo wanted to scold him for being crazy in the middle of the night, the person under him spoke out first. He tightly gripped Zhou Shiluo's wrist and asked angrily, "You said you liked me?"