When Yang Fan returned home, it was already past nine o'clock in the evening.
Although he didn't drink much, he couldn't drink much, and the red wine had a strong aftereffect. He staggered as he tried to find the keyhole with the key.
I searched for a long time but couldn't find it.
"Woof~" GunGun opened the door of Aunt Thirteen's house, then turned around and roared towards the inner room, as if calling someone.
Soon, Aunt Thirteen came out, wearing autumn and winter home pajamas.
Although the pajamas are a bit loose, they make her more feminine.
Her long hair falls down like black silk, very elegant, and her beautiful face shows that time has not taken too long on her.
"You're finally back. Guoguo was angry and refused to sleep. She said you didn't accompany her today and didn't tell her a bedtime story." Aunt Thirteen said with a smile.
Yang Fan leaned against the door, his eyes blurred: "Aunt Thirteen, your door is really hard to find. It has not been inserted for a day. It has become smaller again. I can't insert it. Can you help me?"
"Did you drink so much?" Aunt Thirteen frowned and walked over: "You are so young, drink less. You smell like alcohol, it smells... good."
"Aunt Thirteen, please help me open the door. I can't hold on any longer and I want to vomit." Yang Fan urged.
Thirteenth Aunt quickly took the key from Yang Fan's hand and helped him open the door while saying, "Bear with it for a while, don't spray it all over the place, go in and vomit comfortably."
The door opened, and Aunt Thirteen quickly helped Yang Fan in, urging him, "Quick, quick, quick..."
Yang Fan leaned against Thirteenth Aunt: "Don't, don't move. If you move again, I will vomit."
Thirteenth Aunt dared not move.
She is the one who feels uncomfortable after vomiting this.
Yang Fan's current condition cannot be cleared up, and she is the one in trouble.
At this time, the cell phone in Yang Fan's bag rang.
Aunt Thirteen helped to take it out.
"It's Qianqian's call." Aunt Thirteen said after looking at the caller ID.
Yang Fan didn't care and moved towards the bathroom.
Thirteenth Aunt helped him over and answered the phone: "Hello, Qianqian."
Liu Qianqian's surprised voice came from the other side: "Is it Aunt Thirteen?"
"Wait a minute, I'll give the phone to Xiaofan." Aunt Thirteen put the phone next to Yang Fan's ear.
"Who is it?" When they arrived at the bathroom, Yang Fan was lying on the toilet with his eyes half closed.
“Who else could it be? I am the invincible little fairy Liu Qianqian who is loved by everyone and makes flowers bloom wherever I see her…” Liu Qianqian said shamelessly.
Before she could finish, she heard Yang Fan vomiting loudly.
"Qianqian, Xiaofan vomited. I'll ask him to call you later." Aunt Thirteen took back the phone and said to Liu Qianqian.
What the hell
Liu Qianqian doubted her life. I am such a beautiful little fairy, and I was bragging about myself, but you, Yang Fan, actually vomited, and it was real vomit!
"Xiaofan's new program has finished recording the first episode today. His group is going out for dinner tonight to celebrate. He just came back and he drank too much. How about I ask him to call you tomorrow? Not tonight." After thinking about it, Aunt Thirteen added before hanging up the phone.
"Oh, okay then." Liu Qianqian's mood improved. He didn't know that Yang Fan was recording a show today and drinking tonight.
I called just because I felt that my sister was not in the mountain city and I had no plans for tomorrow. I felt a little lonely and wanted to ask Yang Fan what to do.
Although they wanted to pretend to be a couple at first, after many contacts, Liu Qianqian already regarded Yang Fan as a friend.
She still hasn't thought about having friends.
Yang Fan was far from meeting her expectations of a boyfriend.
Yang Fan also accepted this situation. Even if the deal failed, the friendship still existed.
She paid attention to him and he paid attention to her.
She ignored him and he ignored her.
This made Liu Qianqian a little unbearable. Why
Does this man have a problem with his aesthetic sense? Not only does he not act seriously, he even seems to have difficulty looking at her straight in the eye.
Liu Qianqian, who has always been confident in her appearance, was hit for the first time.
"Who's calling? You came at such a timely moment. I couldn't vomit before, but now I can." Before hanging up the phone, Liu Qianqian heard Yang Fan's weak voice coming from the other end.
"You..." Liu Qianqian was furious. Before she could even curse a bastard, Dududu's voice came from the phone and the call was hung up completely.
This is Yang Fan.
When he vomited, the pungent smell of alcohol filled his nose.
Aunt Thirteen was very well-mannered. She didn't pinch her nose, but just frowned and pressed the toilet to flush.
At this time, Guoguo, wearing pink baby clothes, ran over to find Yang Fan.
Seeing Yang Fan holding the edge of the toilet with both hands and his head almost buried in it, the little girl was holding the door frame at the door of the bathroom, looking a little scared: "Brother, do you want to drink toilet water? No, we have water at home, water from the water dispenser."
Sanbao followed, poked his head out of the door, took a deep breath, and then fell straight down with his tongue sticking out.
"Brother is not drinking water, he is vomiting." Aunt Thirteen explained.
"Did brother kiss mom? She put something on her face this morning, and after I kissed her..." Guoguo asked curiously.
Before she finished, Aunt Thirteen said angrily, "What nonsense are you talking about, brother must have drunk too much."
"Why do I vomit after drinking?" Guoguo was no longer afraid and walked in.
Aunt Thirteen didn't know how to answer.
Glancing at Guoguo who was coming over, Yang Fan forced a smile: "Guoguo, go back to bed first. I'll come over and tell you a story later."
"Okay." Guoguo left happily.
After vomiting again, Yang Fan felt much better.
I couldn't help but sigh with Aunt Thirteen: "Liquid fire makes you feel like you are in a dream or awake, floating in the air, turning the world upside down and spinning."
Aunt Thirteen smiled and asked, "Anything else?"
Yang Fan did not disappoint Aunt Thirteen: "He watered the history of mankind with ups and downs. He dyed the music, chess, calligraphy and painting with colorful colors."
Aunt Thirteen opened her mouth slightly.
Yang Fan continued to sigh: "It made Liu Ling drunk, the immortal poet crazy, promoted Cao Mengde, wrote the Hongmen Banquet, wet the Qingming apricot blossom rain, and made the crabapple Li Yi'an thin."
Thirteenth Aunt was a little confused. She really had little education and didn't even know who these people Yang Fan was talking about.
Yang Fan was full of heroic spirit: "On Jingyang Ridge, I helped Wu Song kill the tiger with three punches. On Xunyang Tower, I allowed Song Jiang to write poems to rebel."
Then who is it
Thirteenth Aunt felt that she was a little superficial and ignorant.
Yang Fan was filled with emotion: "You, you have helped so many heroes and brought down so many peasants. Songs and dances are against you, and beauties are your companions. You inspire poetry and make writers bold. Some people use you to go crazy, and some people use you to seize power."
Aunt Thirteen’s girlish heart jumped out again.
"Sometimes you are just a prop, creating an atmosphere at the negotiation table. Sometimes you are more like a hidden weapon, knocking out your drunken opponent." Yang Fan exclaimed.
Thirteenth Aunt agreed and was deeply touched.
"You, you have entered both the mansions of the rich and the humble courtyards of the peasants. You have filled the golden cups of the royal family and the coarse bowls of the peasants. I need you in sorrow and in joy. On the wedding night, I met an old friend in a foreign land."
“When your name is on the imperial examination, exiled prisoners, downtrodden scholars, and successful officials in the imperial court are all your confidants.”
"Your companions, even the prisoners who are about to be sentenced to death, need you to give them a farewell party."
"So many important things have been delayed because of you."
"Because of you, so many unjust cases have been made."
"Because of you, so many interesting stories have come to life."
"Because of you, so many masterpieces and famous works have been created."
"Because of you, so many people died on the overpass."
"It's true. You are part of my success and my failure. You are part of my life and my death."
"You are the nectar that can make sorrow worse. Whether you are rich or poor, you are there for everyone. Every household cannot live without you."