Mother Cheng gently pinched Cheng Bin's arm and whispered in his ear, "A man must be thick-skinned. If you go into the bedroom now, do you think she will dare to chase you away? The two of you lie on the same bed and sleep overnight. You will naturally make up tomorrow."
Cheng Bin was actually really drunk, and didn't realize Cheng's mother's good intentions. He still waved his hand and said, "I'll rest later. Zhicheng and I haven't had a drink for a long time. I'm in a good mood today, so we brothers must have a few more drinks."
Father Cheng on the side remained silent, but secretly winked at Fang Zhicheng.
Fang Zhicheng could only act according to circumstances, against his will, and whispered, "Brother Cheng, you know I can't drink much, I can't drink anymore, how about we continue drinking another day, and you go back to the bedroom to rest for a while?"
Cheng Bin waved his hands with an unhappy look on his face and said, "You speak clearly, you don't look drunk at all. Don't listen to my parents, let's continue drinking."
There are two types of drunk people: one is highly excited, extremely focused, and obsessed with trivial matters, and the other is completely unconscious and without any awareness. Cheng Bin is undoubtedly the former. He is now determined to get drunk with Fang Zhicheng, so how can he listen to other people's persuasion
Fang Zhicheng smiled bitterly at Qin Yuming, and Qin Yuming was also smiling, but there was contempt in her smile. She thought to herself that Cheng Bin was really stupid. He didn't even know that Fang Zhicheng was hitting on his wife, and he even invited Fang Zhicheng into the house to persuade him.
Cheng Bin was drunk and acting crazy, so everyone else could only try to coax him.
Qin Yuming couldn't stand it anymore and whispered, "I'm full, you guys continue eating." After that, she stroked the hem of her skirt, stood up, and went to the living room. Cheng's mother shook her head and cursed in a low voice, "You little brat, you are so disappointing. You were fine at the beginning, how could you become like this?"
At first, Cheng Bin apologized by drinking, which made the two old people happy, but as Cheng Bin became more drunk, he became confused and rogue again.
As the alcohol took effect, Cheng Bin's eyelids began to droop. Cheng's father sighed, "Xiao Fang, help me help Cheng Bin in."
Fang Zhicheng quickly stood up, lifted Cheng Bin's arm, supported his waist, and crookedly led Cheng Bin into the bedroom. Seeing Cheng Bin lying on the bed, Fang Zhicheng's face became gloomy. The conflict between Cheng Bin and Qin Yuming had lasted for two or three months. If the two were really locked in the same room, wouldn't it be possible for them to reconcile
Fang Zhicheng couldn't help but worry about gains and losses. From a moral point of view, he naturally hoped that Qin Yuming and Cheng Bin would reconcile as before, but out of selfishness, he wished that Qin Yuming and Cheng Bin would never be together for the rest of their lives.
On the two-meter-wide Simmons bed, there was a wedding photo of Cheng Bin and Qin Yuming. Fang Zhicheng was looking at the photo, and an illusion seemed to appear before his eyes: Qin Yuming was lying under Cheng Bin...
No, Fang Zhicheng felt jealous and thought to himself that he couldn't let Qin Yuming and Cheng Bin reconcile like this, but what method should he use instead
Cheng Bin on the bed was talking incoherently while drunk, and I could vaguely hear "Yuming, please forgive me... There won't be a next time..." and so on. It is said that the truth comes out after drinking, and if Qin Yuming heard it, she would probably be soft-hearted.
At this moment, Cheng Bin made a gurgling sound in his throat, arched his body, and turned his face to vomit. Fang Zhicheng walked over in three or two steps, gently pulled Cheng Bin to the bed. "Puff..." A large mouthful of filth from the night meal was vomited all over the bed. Cheng Bin didn't realize it, smacked his lips a few times, and fell asleep again.
Fang Zhicheng was also cunning. If this happened, Qin Yuming might not be able to sleep with Cheng Bin. Husbands and wives always fight at the head of the bed and make up at the foot of the bed, so this possibility must be eliminated.
At this moment, Qin Yuming walked slowly to the door, stared at the bed sheet, and whispered, "Disgusting..." After that, she took her purse from the desk and walked towards the door.
Mother Cheng had been hiding in the guest room, closing the door, hoping for good news from next door, but when she saw Qin Yuming passing by, she hurriedly pushed the door open and called softly, "Yuming, what are you doing?"
Qin Yuming sighed softly, "The bedroom is so messy from Cheng Bin's vomit that the quilt is dirty. I'd better go back to the school dormitory to sleep."
"Ah?" Cheng's mother came to the next bedroom and saw a strong sour smell coming towards her. She couldn't help pinching her nose.
Fang Zhicheng shrugged and sighed, "Brother Cheng vomited so suddenly that I vomited on the bed before I could react."
Mother Cheng showed a helpless look on her face, and then she came to the door again and said softly: "It's getting late, how about you and mom sleep for a night, and let your father sleep on the sofa?"
"No need!" Qin Yuming waved her hand with a smile on her face. "I have classes tomorrow morning. I'll stay in the dormitory tonight, so I don't have to get up too early tomorrow."
Qin Yuming no longer entangled with Cheng's mother, she had already put on her high-heeled sandals, picked up her bag and walked out of the room. At this moment, there was another tooth-aching vomiting sound in the bedroom. Cheng's mother was worried about her son, so she didn't chase Qin Yuming, but turned back to the bedroom.
Fang Zhicheng sighed helplessly and followed Qin Yuming downstairs.
After passing through several flower beds in the community, the graceful figure under the light suddenly stopped. Qin Yuming turned around and stared at Fang Zhicheng fiercely, complaining softly: "Why are you following me?"
"The reason I followed you is naturally because I'm worried..." Fang Zhicheng said nervously.
"Don't worry? Who am I to you that you need to worry so much?" Qin Yuming asked calmly, "There are at least 30 or 40 families in this building, and every family will have conflicts after a while. Why don't you care about other families instead of staring at me?"
It was unclear whether it was because of the moonlight or the street lights, but Qin Yuming's originally clear face became blurred. She was like a helpless grass at the moment, but she still stood there firmly.
"Sister-in-law, where are you going?" Fang Zhicheng didn't say that after all.
"Where I go has nothing to do with you." Qin Yuming wanted to vent all her resentment at home. She wanted to use all kinds of harsh words to attack Fang Zhicheng, but when the words came to her lips, she shrank back. But then she thought again, why was she so angry at Fang Zhicheng? Fang Zhicheng and she were just neighbors at most. Was she qualified to confide her negative emotions to him
Fang Zhicheng sighed and said, "Sister-in-law, you are in a bad mood now. You have two choices. One is that I follow you, and the other is that you follow me."
Suddenly, a strong wind blew in the sky and there was faint thunder not far away. Not long after, bean-sized raindrops hit the ground, filling the air with the smell of earth.
Qin Yuming touched her wet cheeks, not knowing whether they were raindrops or tears. She tilted her mouth and said jokingly, "Do you have the qualifications to follow me? Why should I follow you?"
Fang Zhicheng took a few steps towards Qin Yuming, who took a few steps back as if facing a formidable enemy.
Qin Yuming was determined that if Fang Zhicheng didn't give her an answer today, she had to keep a distance from him. The distance was so far that she wouldn't go crazy, and she wouldn't mistakenly think she had found an illusory support and collapse.
The wind grew stronger, and the raindrops turned into rain columns, falling rapidly from the sky.
Fang Zhicheng felt extremely complicated. He was a smart man and knew that Qin Yuming was forcing him to stay away from her. Could it be that Qin Yuming had always known that he liked her
Fang Zhicheng suddenly realized that he was really stupid. Qin Yuming was not a fool. How could she not know that he had such strong feelings for her? She pretended not to know, just like him, not letting the thin membrane break. Thinking back to the recent encounters with Qin Yuming, including Qin Yuming's initiative to introduce a girlfriend to him, Qin Yuming was very unnatural. And the last time they opened the movie, Fang Zhicheng clearly knew that Qin Yuming was happy.
"Because I like you and because I love you deeply!" Fang Zhicheng declared solemnly. Since Qin Yuming already knew his feelings, why not say it out loud
"What nonsense are you talking about!" Qin Yuming spat with trembling body and trembling voice.
"Sister-in-law, I said, I love you. And, I have loved you for a long time..." Fang Zhicheng's voice became louder, and a thunderbolt passed through the sky. The thunder roared continuously, and it didn't even cover up Fang Zhicheng's voice.
Qin Yuming was very excited. Fang Zhicheng finally confessed his love to her. What should she do? If she agreed to Fang Zhicheng, would the Thunder God and Lightning Goddess in the sky split her in two