Three Batches of Dog Blood Stories

Song Cheng no longer entangled Zhao Tan, he agreed with what Zhao Tan said, Zhao Tan did not owe him anything, and no matter how much he entangled, he would not be able to get what he wanted.

But it's boring to not pester Zhao Tan.Several of his partners, Han Chuyu had a cold war, He Zhao quarreled, Lily didn't contact him—in short, there was no one around him.

If there is no one, you have to find someone, otherwise you will have nothing to do when you are free.

Song Cheng drove around on the weekend, and finally parked the car at a small scenic spot near the university town, and found a coffee shop to sit down.

Most of the small scenic spots are accompanied by college students. They are all well-dressed, holding drinks in their hands, or chatting or taking pictures. Anyway, young men and women always have reasons to go out to play.

It was the same when Song Cheng was in college, he joined a lot of clubs, played with this and that every day, and his life was colorful.

A group of students sat down at the table next to Song Cheng and checked their order with the waiter. Song Cheng could hear a few girls praise him for being handsome.

Song Cheng has always admired young and bold girls, as long as he closes his eyes, he will usually not refuse when asked for his contact information.Song Cheng was well prepared, but what he didn't expect was a man.

The man with the cropped head was wearing a slightly thin hoodie, which was dark and rugged.

"I, um, handsome guy, just, there's a girl at our table who wants your WeChat account." The man's face turned black and red after he finished speaking, he was embarrassed and wanted to leave at any time.

In the past, Song Cheng must have told him to let the girl come by herself, but now he is not interested, so he motioned for the man to stretch out his hand, and the man was puzzled.

Song Cheng wrote a string of numbers on the man's hand, and said after finishing, "This is my WeChat ID."

The man was confused, how could he know what Song Cheng was drawing blindly.

After the man left, Song Cheng drank coffee slowly, and the girl at the table who wanted his contact information didn't come again.

Song Cheng had to admit that he was not in the mood to start a new relationship for the time being.Song Cheng drove to the community where Zhao Qin lived, and he wanted to talk to Zhao Qin again.He didn't return Zhao Tan's key, so he could still enter the house without consent.But when he entered, he realized that all his belongings had been lost.

Game consoles, guitars, toothbrushes, clothes, all gone, not even slippers for him.

"Zhao Qin?"

Zhao Tan didn't come back.

Song Cheng didn't want to wear the slippers left for the guests, so he walked into the bedroom barefoot, and when he saw the soft quilt, he slipped in to sleep.He is tired, and he needs to rest when he is tired.

It was about one or two o'clock when Zhao Qin came back, there was a lot of commotion, and there was a "pinging, bang, bang" after opening the door.

Song Cheng was woken up, hungry and thirsty, dizzy and dizzy, he got up and opened the bedroom door, and saw two figures entangled in the living room.

"Zhou Xun, bear with it!" Zhao Qin wanted to help Zhou Xun up, but Zhou Xun couldn't hold back anymore, so he vomited on the ground.

Seeing that there was no hope of remedial action, Zhao Qin had no choice but to accept his fate and pat Zhou Xun on the back.

Zhao Tan asked: "Is it better?"

Zhou Xunbi was ok and then lay down against the coffee table.

Zhou Xun said: "I'm sorry Brother Zhao, I eat miscellaneous things, otherwise I wouldn't vomit."

Zhao Tan was upset: "Is it interesting to say this after you vomit?"

Then Zhao Qin stood up and looked for a broom to clean, but was startled by Song Cheng who was blocking the door.

"...You." Zhao Qin wanted to scold but couldn't, thinking to deal with Zhou Xun first and then deal with Song Cheng. land.

Zhou Xun got better and went into the bathroom with a change of clothes. Song Cheng continued to stand on the spot with his head down.

Zhao Tan finally had time to clean up Song Cheng, and Song Cheng still stood with his head down.

"What are you doing here..." Before Zhao Qin finished speaking, Song Cheng raised his head, tears streaming down his face, "I shouldn't have come."

"...It's good to know." Zhao Qin didn't count the first time he saw Song Cheng cry. It was the first time Song Cheng cried when he broke up after graduation.

"You take him home... don't want me to go home." Song Cheng was very sad, he couldn't describe his exact mood when he saw Zhao Qin bring another man home, he only knew that for a second or two his mind was Blank.

It was impossible for Zhao Qin to explain that Zhou Xun was so drunk that he didn't dare to go home, so he asked him to take him in. He simply let Song Cheng misunderstand, and it was better to tell Song Cheng to give up completely: "Then you are still here?"

Song Cheng couldn't believe it, he just condemned casually, but Zhao Tan really didn't refute.

"I..." Song Cheng choked up, "I won't leave."

"No, you have to go." Zhao Qin had a firm attitude. "It's inconvenient for me to do business here."

Song Cheng was at a loss and hugged Zhao Qin to act shamelessly: "I won't leave, I won't leave, I won't leave! At worst, I'll serve you with him!"

Zhao Tan: "???"

Zhou Xun who just got out of the bathroom: "???"

Song Cheng was sobbing, and his words became more and more abnormal: "Can't he be a big one and I be a small one?"

Zhou Xun silently stuck to the wall and left the scene silently. Zhao Qin suffocated in embarrassment, suspecting that Song Cheng was the drunk.