The gray-haired man who fell to the ground vaguely felt that this time he might have mentioned the iron plate.
He has run on this track many times, and he has always surpassed others. No one has ever surpassed him.
Moreover, the other party didn't even notice it, and overtook him twice in a row.
At that moment, there was an unstoppable anger welling up, and it was also because of the alcohol that had been playing a role in my drinking.
He believed that there were people in the police station, and even if something happened, he would be able to escape smoothly.
Naturally, he recognized the Raphael K7 at first sight, and even knew who owned those Raphaels in this city.
It is precisely because of this knowledge that the car license plate is also local, but the person in the car is not familiar to the gray-haired man at all.
It was immediately concluded that Zidian and Chengyang were not important characters.
He doesn't like to swallow his anger and will express his displeasure on the spot.
That's why he asked his companions to force Raphael to stop.
At first, things went smoothly according to his plan, but something unexpected happened midway and another man came temporarily.
The man was very powerful with his fists and kicks, and he looked like he was an expert in all kinds of ways. He knocked all five of them down in just a few strokes.
He probably knew everyone in the circle. Although he was a little afraid of the men's intimidation, he still felt lucky.
It's best to call the police. Then he will let them know the consequences of provoking him.
The gray-haired man here struggled to get up. One of his companions tried to reach out to help him, but he opened his hand. His whole body ached, especially his chest. It felt like his ribs were cracked.
When Zidian heard that Hong Zhan asked him to call the police, he was stunned when he touched his cheek again.
The temperature in the man's palm seemed to be boiling hot, and Zidian took a step back.
The palm of his hand suddenly fell into the air. I don't know if it was his own misunderstanding, but Zidian seemed to sense that the other party was a little disappointed from Hong Zhan's expression.
Chengyang called the police from the other side of the car.
His arm was hit by someone and felt a dull soreness. Chengyang looked towards Zidian and saw that there seemed to be something wrong in the atmosphere between Zidian and Hong Zhan. Chengyang walked around with his arms.
He noticed that Zidian's left cheek was red and the corner of his mouth was even a little bruised, and he asked with concern whether Zidian was seriously injured.
Zidian shook his head slightly and said it was okay.
Sheyan drove all the way here according to the approximate address given by Chengyang.
A group of people had an obvious goal, and Sheyan saw them from a distance.
As soon as the car stopped, Sheyan opened the door and got out of the car.
He quickly walked up to Chengyang with long legs and reached out to grab Chengyang's arm. When he heard the other party hissing, he realized that Chengyang's arm was injured, and he looked panicked for a moment.
"Where's the injury?" Sheyan wanted to touch Chengyang, but was afraid of touching Chengyang's injury.
"It's just that my shoulders and arms are a little sore. Fortunately, Brother Zhan arrived in time." Chengyang gave Sheyan a reassuring smile.
"I'm sorry for making you worry."
Chengyang apologized to Sheyan.
"Who touched you?" Sheyan twisted his head and stared at the five people gathered over there, his eyes dark and gloomy, on the verge of rage.
Chengyang grabbed Sheyan and shook his head at him: "They were injured more than me and Zidian." Chengyang could see clearly just now. Hong Zhan's strikes were quick and precise, leaving those few people with no room to resist. , can only be beaten passively.
"The police have been called. The police will be here shortly." Chengyang didn't want to see Sheyan do anything unnecessary for him again.
The police car came and took a group of nine people to the police station.
The gray-haired man saw his uncle in the station. He heard that his nephew had been beaten and came over in anger.
When I arrived at the interrogation room, I unexpectedly saw two acquaintances.
And the eyes of the two people looking at their nephew, although both of them had calm expressions, seemed to be extremely angry and could tear his nephew apart at any time.
Next to those two people sat a young boy of similar age. One was more handsome than the other, but one corner of his mouth was broken.
After the officer was called by his nephew, he did not immediately protect him as he usually did. Instead, he walked up to Hong Zhan and Sheyan in a few steps.
He naturally knew these two people, and the other kept a low profile, so his nephew might not know them, but he wouldn't be able to recognize them.
A friendly smile appeared immediately, and he didn't ask what was going on. He knew that his nephew's character was probably caused by his nephew.
"...Children are fighting among themselves, and they act erratically. Go to the hospital for a checkup first to see the specific extent of the injury." The attitude of the gray-haired man's uncle instantly became lower than the previous moment.
Sheyan's side might be fine, but Hong Zhan's house has quite a red background, and it's not something their small local police station can offend.
"Uncle, they were the ones who made the move first." The gray-haired man shouted loudly.
"Shut up, kid. Do you still want to live?"
The other uncle shouted sharply to stop.
"I..." The gray-haired man had never seen his uncle speak in such a low voice to anyone. He glared at Zidian and the others fiercely, but at the same time, he realized in hindsight that those people might have some identity.
"Don't make such false claims. Intentional fights, intentional injuries, follow the laws and regulations."
Hong Zhan had no intention of compromising or backing down. The other party injured both Zidian and Chengyang, so this matter was not so easy to fool.
"Well, they were also seriously injured." They pointed at the gray-haired men.
"You can talk to the lawyer later." From the corner of his eye, Hong Zhan noticed that Zidian's face was much paler than before. The other party's injuries had not been treated yet. After saying these words, he led the people away from the police station.
The notes have been prepared beforehand, and other people will handle the follow-up matters.
Rafael Hongzhan contacted others to drive over, and on the way to the hospital, he drove Zidian.
Chengyang naturally took his husband's car.
Both of them opened a special channel and went directly to the hospital for a full-body examination without queuing or registering.
They were all superficial injuries, nothing too traumatic.
Half of Zidian's cheeks became red and swollen. He looked at the screen of his mobile phone and took some selfies.
"If my friends see me like this, they might laugh at me." The atmosphere in the car was a bit solemn, and Zidian broke the silence with a voice.
Hong Zhan, who was driving, glanced sideways at Zidian but did not answer.
"Thank you. If you had come later, the other side of my face might also be disfigured."
Zidian thanked Hong Zhan.
"No need." Hong Zhan's voice was cold and hard.
Zidian smiled slightly and leaned back on the car seat. Many places on his body were hurting, but he didn't show much externally.
There was no one at Hong Zhan's house to cook, so he went to Chengyang's house for dinner that night.
She's father was still in the room. He knew that something happened to Zidian and Chengyang, so he asked them concernedly when they came back.
There is no need to let the elderly worry about them. Just say that there is a small conflict with someone and it is not a big deal.
The baby had just woken up, and as soon as Chengyang saw the baby's cute and innocent face, he felt no pain in his body.
He bent down to pick up the baby, but as soon as he picked it up, he pulled the injured arm and frowned.
Sheyan went over and carried his son, who now weighed more than ten kilograms, in his arms.
The little guy grabbed Chengyang's clothes and didn't want to let go for a while.
But now his grip was not big enough and he couldn't hold it firmly, so he could only watch himself transfer from his father's arms to Sheyan's side.
Ah, ah, the little guy yelled.
"Daddy's hand hurts. Can you hold the baby after it heals?" Chengyang gently squeezed his son's little hand and said to him gently.
The little guy couldn't understand and kept babbling.
Auntie was cooking in the kitchen and it would take a while. Chengyang went to the kitchen and cooked a boiled egg in a while.
After peeling off the egg shell and wrapping it in gauze, Chengyang wanted him to apply a compress to Zidian. When they arrived in the living room, Hong Zhan took the egg away.
Hong Zhan said: "Let me do it, your hand is still injured."
Chengyang lowered his eyes and looked at Zidian who looked up. Hong Zhan's behavior was too proactive.
But seeing that Zidian didn't refuse, he didn't say much.
It wasn't that Zidian didn't want to refuse, but as soon as he looked into Hong Zhan's eyes, something inside made him unable to say no.
Maybe it's because of the short hands.
As for the whole thing, it's not entirely true that he was not wrong at all.
It was he who overtook the opponent's car twice and three times, and the same thing behind him. He could have sat in the car with Chengyang and waited for Hong Zhan and the others to arrive, or for the police to arrive.
He took the initiative to get out of the car so that those people could take advantage of him.
It was a lesson to himself. He didn't seem to be so easily provoked before. The other party's words were not enough to anger him. Instead, the man kicked the car twice in a row. The car was borrowed from Hong Zhan, so he couldn't hold it back.
The hot egg was being applied back and forth on his cheek. The man was very close to him, so close that he seemed to be able to see the fine lines at the corners of the other person's eyes.
Zidian withdrew his eyes, feeling that he could no longer continue to look.
The injured right arm was a little painful even when raising the arm when eating. Sheyan would put vegetables in Chengyang's bowl from time to time during the whole process. Everyone at the table just watched the husband and wife showing off their affection as if there was no one around.
After dinner, She's father left with his wife just as they were supposed to. They no longer stayed at the home of his son and daughter-in-law. The young couple had just held a make-up wedding, so they stayed with the husband and wife in the evening.
Hong Zhan and Zidian also left shortly after the meal. Zidian was in a good mood because of tomorrow's train ticket, but because of a small accident, not to mention completely ruining it, it was still not as good as the first time.
When they parted, Zidian asked Chengyang to learn how to drive as soon as possible and then go to his place for fun. There were many tourist attractions in his city and there were many delicious food.
"Maybe during Double Twelve." There might be too many people going out on New Year's Day, and Chengyang didn't want to join in the fun.
Zidian smiled and hugged Chengyang, looking at Chengyang's fair and smooth face. Zidian didn't think much at that time, tilted his head and kissed Chengyang on the cheek.
The other three people were stunned by his kiss.
Sheyan reacted first, pulled his wife into his arms, and stared at Zidian with a gloomy expression.
Chengyang pursed his lips, obviously a little confused about this direction.
Does Zidian really fall in love with him
Hong Zhan stared at the place where Chengyang's cheek was kissed, and then his eyes fell on Zi Dian's curved lips. The two thin lips made him wonder what it would feel like to be kissed.
Surprised by this thought in his mind, Hong Zhan stopped his thoughts in time, but his eyes still stayed for a while before leaving.
Zidian's smile bloomed in an instant, unusually bright and pure and direct.
Chengyang felt relieved immediately when he saw that smile.
It doesn't matter if he likes him, otherwise he really doesn't know how to maintain this friendship with Zidian.
Zidian waved goodbye to Chengyang, and the couple watched Zidian and Hong Zhan leave at the door.
As soon as the two of them left, Sheyan took out a wet wipe and wiped Chengyang's cheek. He almost couldn't hold back and moved his hands on Zi.
For a moment, Sheyan even felt something strange about Zidian.
However, the other party will leave tomorrow. Judging from Hong Zhan's expression, it is obvious that he has taken a liking to Zidian.
Chengyang noticed that Sheyan's expression was still unhappy, so he smiled and leaned forward to kiss Sheyan.
He kissed me gently and said, "Don't be angry, Zidian won't like me."
Sheyan went to kiss Chengyang's cheek, completely erasing the traces of Zidian's kiss.
Chengyang smiled and narrowed his eyes, what should he do if he has a jealous husband
What can be done, of course, kissing and coaxing.
The baby woke up again, and before he came out, his clear little voice was heard from a distance.
The time for the honeymoon trip has been decided. This time they will be away for half a month. The couple will go alone and will not take the baby with them.
The place they want to go is a bit far, and the baby is still too young. If he is not acclimatized or has other problems, it will not be good.
Chengyang entertained the baby with small toys.
"Baby, the dads are going out for a while. You can go live with grandpa, okay?"
The baby's eyes were big and round, and he was having fun playing with toys. He couldn't understand what his father was saying, so he didn't answer anything.
Chengyang was heartbroken to be separated from his baby again, but the honeymoon trip was what he had always been looking forward to.
This was only once in his life, and he didn't want to have any regrets.
The baby didn't know that he would not be able to see his father for several days. When he found out later, the fathers had already boarded a plane and left for their honeymoon.
After Zidian and Hong Zhan left Chengyang's house, the car drove quietly on the street.
It's too early to go back to bed at this time.
There was a computer at Hong Zhan's place, but the configuration was not good enough, and Zidian didn't really want to play games that day.
I kind of want to drink.
So when the car passed through a bustling neighborhood, Zidian suggested going to a bar for a drink.
As soon as he said this, Zidian suddenly stared at Hong Zhan. He just remembered that Hong Zhan was allergic to alcohol and could not drink.
"Why don't you let me go, and I'll take a taxi back later." Zidian prefers going to bars. Compared to Chengyang, he likes the atmosphere in the bar that is somewhat deviated from reality.
"I will go with you."
Hong Zhan didn't listen to Zidian, but found a parking space, parked the car, and pushed the door open.
Zidian and the others encountered a small situation in the afternoon. The injury on the corner of Zidian's mouth was still there. Hong Zhan didn't want to see anything happen to Zidian again.
Zidian looked at Hong Zhan for a moment. He didn't drink, so he went to the bar to watch others drink
He thought so in his heart, but Zidian didn't show it.
The two walked towards a nearby bar.
The music in the bar was deafening, and the bright lights dazzled people's eyes. They found an ordinary seat near the bar, and the two of them sat on a high stool.
Zidian asked the waiter to bring a dozen beers first, and finally asked the waiter to get another glass of frozen juice.
"Is it okay to freeze it?" The music was too loud, Zidian put his hands on the table and said loudly into Hong Zhan's ear.
Hong Zhan turned his face toward Zidian, and a light happened to shine through, revealing Zidian's face from the darkness. The other person's bright eyes seemed to absorb the light inside.
Hong Zhan pursed his lower lip and nodded, saying yes.
The wine was served quickly, and the waiter took off the caps of each bottle.
Zidian took a bottle and tilted his head slightly before pouring it straight into his throat. The familiar smell of alcohol made Zidian's face look relaxed.
This environment, this atmosphere, makes Zidian seem to have few scruples.
His right arm was bent and rested on Hong Zhan's shoulder.
His lips were almost touching Hong Zhan's ear.
He asked Hong Zhan, what type do you like? He knows a lot of people, including bisexuals and pure curves, and they are all quite good. After he goes back, he can help Hong Zhan keep an eye on them. If there are any suitable ones, he will give them to him. Hong Zhan pulled the string.
Hong Zhan lowered his eyes and glanced at Zidian's opening and closing lips from the corner of his eye.
He was about to speak, and Zidian leaned his ear to him.
Under the table, Hong Zhan clenched his fists. The man next to him had no idea what he was restraining and enduring.
"Younger than me, kind-hearted, loyal to friends, and independent."
"In terms of appearance?" Zidian asked.
Hong Zhan seemed to be smiling, but there was no smile in his eyes.
"It's best to be the kind that can make people's hearts flutter at a glance." Hong Zhan said in a wide range of terms.
Zidian held the wine bottle in his other hand and drank almost half of the bottle in one gulp. The wound at the corner of his mouth hurt slightly, but it seemed that the pain was insignificant.
"Do you want to work or be a student party?"
"It doesn't matter." Hong Zhan shook his head.
"When I hear what you say, why do you think, Hong Zhan, do you like Chengyang?" Zidian's originally slightly curved back straightened up.
Without taking his arms off Hong Zhan's shoulders, Zidian looked at Hong Zhan as the colored lights flickered.
As for Hong Zhan's requirements, he felt that they were in line with Chengyang's requirements.
"Hey, I have a husband and a kid, so don't think too much about it." Zidian pushed Hong Zhan.
"I like Chengyang." Hong Zhan gasped, which shocked Zidian.
"But it's not the kind of love you think. At most, it's appreciation."
Hong Zhan admired Chengyang and was able to capture Sheyan's heart. This was enough to prove how special and outstanding Chengyang was.
"I'm scared to death. Can you finish one sentence?" Zidian immediately punched Hong Zhan.
He would often talk like this with his friends, and out of habit, he regarded Hong Zhan as his friend.
After beating the person, Zidian seemed to realize that he and Hong Zhan were not so familiar with each other.
Thinking this, Zidian took off his arm and sat back.
His phone vibrated, and a friend sent him a message.
His friend asked him what time his flight would be tomorrow so he could drive to pick him up.
Zidian sent a screenshot of the ticket information.
He was texting and chatting with his friends. If he could turn his head and take a look, he would see a pair of deep eyes. The calmness in those eyes was slowly fading, and a trace of possessive desire emerged in them.
Zidian drank one bottle of wine after another, and drank four bottles in the blink of an eye.
After chatting with his friends, Zidian got up and went to see Hong Zhan.
The other person didn't even drink half of the glass of juice.
"Is it true that you are allergic to alcohol and you can't drink at all?" Zidian had never seen what it was like to be allergic to alcohol. Seeing Hong Zhan sitting like this, he felt bored, so he asked.
"Want to see it?" Zidian was a little drunk at the moment, so he couldn't hear the indulgence in Hong Zhan's voice.
For Hong Zhan, this would be extremely shocking if anyone here knew him, because this was completely inconsistent with Hong Zhan's style.
"It's not serious, right?" Some people have allergies and can be rescued by UCI. Zidian is curious and doesn't want Hong Zhan to go to the hospital.
"It's not serious, just a little rash." Hong Zhan didn't know what was going on with him today, but because of Zidian's words, he actually broke his habits for many years.
Zidian bit her lip, thought about it, and decided to forget it.
If you are allergic to this, you shouldn't play with it casually.
"Farewell, I'm just curious." Zidian reached for a new beer.
Then his hand touched Hong Zhan's.
The man's hand was quite warm, and the heat made Zidian feel an electric current rush through his body instantly.
He pretended to be fine and turned away to get another bottle.
Hong Zhan took the beer and took a sip directly.
Zidian was a little stunned and asked Hong Zhan why he was still drinking.
"Okay." Hong Zhan put down his drink and suddenly said this.
What good
Zidian doesn't know what's going on.
The next second his wrist was held by Hong Zhan, who took his hand and asked him to touch his neck.
There were several obvious small bumps under his fingertips, and Zidian looked stunned.
What's going on here with Hong Zhan? Is he also drunk like him
Zidian's drinking capacity was average, and he knew he might be drunk, but it was clear that Hong Zhan had just taken that sip of wine.
Zidian broke away his hand, but the place where his wrist was touched seemed to have residual warmth behind it.
The two of them were sitting on high stools. No one went to dance on the dance floor. Zidian didn't finish a dozen bottles of wine, and stopped after seven bottles.
I have been sitting and playing with my phone for a while.
There were not many subsequent exchanges with Hong Zhan.
At almost eleven o'clock, the two of them left the bar and stood on the street. Zidian shivered when the cold night wind blew.
Hong Zhan held his hand again.
The other party touched it, then quickly let go, giving Zidian a feeling, as if he had misperceived it.
Hong Zhan's face remained calm and he asked Zidian to wait here while he drove.
After getting into the car, the air conditioner was turned on, Zidian leaned on the car seat, and fell asleep after a while.
He didn't know that when the car drove back to Hong Zhan's residence, Hong Zhan had caressed his face. He even leaned towards him. When he was about to kiss his lips, he suddenly stopped and rubbed his face with his fingers for a moment. his lips.
After sleeping in the car, Zidian woke up and saw that he had arrived. He wondered why Hong Zhan didn't wake him up, but he was too sleepy and just wanted to go to bed quickly.
Nothing happened after that. Zidian went to the guest room, took a shower, got into bed and fell asleep.
The next day, before boarding the plane, Zidian sent Chengyang a text message, saying that he was about to get on the plane.
"Pay attention to safety." Chengyang replied.
This parting, waiting to see each other again, has been a few months.
When the honeymoon trip was scheduled, Chengyang called She's father and asked them to come and pick up the little guy.
She's father and his wife were very fond of this precious grandson of She's family. As soon as they received the call, they drove over immediately.
The baby seems to be vaguely aware, watching the fathers packing their luggage and carrying the suitcases to the living room. The baby is holding toys but not playing.
Chengyang walked to the baby, bent down and picked up the baby. He buried his face in the baby's little neck and sniffed the scent of his son's body, which was all filled with the warm fragrance of milk.