Qian Weicheng felt itchy these days, and wanted to go outside to relax. Two people, he didn't think it was lively, so he gathered all the hospital colleagues who came to city a for further study together, hoping to stay drunk after the exam. He has drawn up the itinerary, first go to drink and eat, and then go to sing after dinner.
Zhou Hao is not as withdrawn as he used to be now, he basically follows the crowd, and he will do whatever everyone else does.
Before it was Friday, Qian Weicheng asked Zhou Hao, which restaurant in City A is good and cheap, the key must be affordable.
Zhou Hao really thought about it carefully, and then he realized that he hardly ever ordered any cheap restaurants. Jiang Yuqian was rich, and he could spend it vigorously at that time, regardless of the price. Later, when I was with Xiaosun, the two of them had a tight life and hardly went out to eat.
After Zhou Hao thought about it, he casually said, "Why don't you go to the night market, it's affordable and lively."
When Qian Weicheng heard it, he immediately applauded, "I suggest, just go and have a skewer."
After the exam on Friday, these dozen or so people came out of the hospital and took the subway straight to the snack street in Dongping District. A dozen or so people gathered around a long table, all ordering at a price of one hundred per person.
This can be regarded as an old street in City A. The urban planning has refurbished countless streets, but this street was left out. People come here not only to feel at ease, but also to have a little nostalgia in it.
Otherwise, why don't you go to Xiping District, Nanping District, where there is also a snack street.
The night market opened, and the orange lights were connected together, and everyone's interest gradually increased. When the skewers were served on the table and the beer was opened, everyone began to chat about the mountains and talk about everything.
Qian Weicheng's flirtatious love history has been spread to other departments. Everyone deliberately chased him and asked: Did you catch the beauty from the surgery department? Qian Weicheng yelled loudly: "Go, go, go, just stay there." Everyone laughed.
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Zhou Hao couldn't drink enough, he was fed more than three bottles of beer, he always felt his stomach was bloated, and he couldn't speak well. Qian Weicheng is "a thousand glasses without getting drunk", and this little beer is not a problem at all.
After drinking for three rounds, the strong people are still eating; the defeated people are drunk into a pool of mud, and they have long since lost their way.
After eating and drinking enough, among the group of people, counting Zhou Hao, four people passed out drunk. Taking advantage of the wine, everyone prepared to move to ktv with all their strength, shouting twice. Zhou Haojiu got up, his head felt uncomfortable, he hugged Qian Weicheng and kept muttering, "Head... hurts, I want to go home, I want to go home..."
Qian Weicheng thought about it, he can't take him there, maybe he's going to be drunk. So, he asked everyone to go first, and he sent Zhou Hao back first, and then went to join the main force later.
"Brother Hao, Brother Hao, let's go back first, ouch, don't lean on me, I can't move you."
Qian Weicheng supported Zhou Hao and walked forward. When he reached the intersection ahead, he could get a taxi. Helpless, the two of them stood there stupidly for a quarter of an hour, but they didn't come to the car.
Qian Weicheng waited anxiously, took out Zhou Hao's mobile phone, found Yan Ming from the address book, and asked for Zhou Hao's ex-boyfriend's mobile phone number from Yan Ming. So, he swaggered forward, full of style, as if the chief was giving an order.
The call was connected quickly.
"Student, it's me, Zhou Hao is drunk, and now... let me see where this is," Qian Weicheng supported Zhou Hao while looking up for a sign, "Oh, we are on Gudao Street in Dongping District , just in front of the night market.”
"I'll be right there." Jiang Yuqian replied simply.
After waiting for forty minutes, Jiang Yuqian's car arrived. Zhou Hao was still so drunk that he was unconscious, and he was like a koala, clinging to Qian Weicheng's tree.
Qian Weicheng finally looked forward to a savior, "You've come, man, I'll leave it to you." Saying that, he pushed Zhou Hao into Jiang Yuqian's arms.
Jiang Yuqian quickly hugged the little lunatic, and looking down, the little lunatic was leaning limply on his chest. Looking up again, Qian Weicheng had already walked away.
"Zhou Hao, Zhou Hao." Jiang Yuqian tried to shout twice.
The drunk man was smacking his lips, and he grinned stupidly as he had some good dream.
Jiang Yuqian laughed dumbfounded, hugged him and was about to walk towards the direction of the car, but the little lunatic suddenly went into a rage, "Don't go, carry me, you squat down, carry, me..."
Jiang Yuqian had never seen a little lunatic like this before, and he was suddenly a little stunned.
Unexpectedly, the little lunatic was already lying on his back, intending to climb up. Unable to climb up, I was a little out of breath, and began to mutter again, "Squat down, squat down, I tell you to squat down."
Jiang Yuqian squatted down, and the little lunatic lay down contentedly, and gave orders vaguely, "Go home, carry me, go home."
It was nearly ten o'clock at this time, and Jiang Yuqian walked forward step by step along the outer edge of the sidewalk with the little lunatic on his back. The trees in the green belt passed by them slowly like a tortoise.
Of course not going home, home is too far away, and I can't walk back with just two legs. He can only find a nearby hotel, and the two of them will go there for one night first.
The cool night wind, with a hint of autumn, blew on the two of them, and Zhou Hao's short-sleeved arms stood up. He was drunk, didn't know it, and just drilled into the heat source.
At this time, Jiang Yuqian could only feel that the little lunatic was desperately sticking to his back, but he didn't realize that he was distracted, and there were bursts of itching deep in his body, and his mind was completely messed up.
"Do you know that my family's big, big, and old ones are heavy now?" He stuttered in one sentence.
Jiang Yuqian took up his words, "How heavy is it?"
"Da Mao already weighs twenty-five catties."
"It's time to lose weight."
As soon as Zhou Hao was alert, he suddenly became sad, "I want to lose weight, otherwise, Wenwen won't know it..."
Jiang Yuqian's body froze suddenly, and he looked at the feasting lights in front of him, blurring into clusters of virtual scenes.
At this moment, he felt a little tired, so tired that he didn't want to entangle with the little madman on his back any longer. Doesn't the little lunatic love Sun Yiwen? Then let Sun Yiwen take him away. They are far away, so it is best not to let him see them.
"Haohao." Jiang Yuqian called out hoarsely.
Unexpectedly, the little lunatic responded in a ignorant manner, "What are you doing?"
"You are so heavy."
When Zhou Hao heard this, he was overjoyed, giggled, and stuck it on his back with all his strength.
Jiang Yuqian smiled helplessly, and the thought just now disappeared inexplicably.
In his life, he would not leave the little madman to anyone, he wished to cut off all the little madman's escape routes, so that the little madman could only rely on him from now on.
Turn the corner at the intersection ahead, and there is a hotel not far away.
After entering the hotel, Jiang Yuqian threw Zhou Hao on the bed and took off his shoes. After all this, he was too tired to breathe.
The little madman straightened up suddenly, hugged Jiang Yuqian, and acted coquettishly, "Sleep together."
Jiang Yuqian obviously felt a hot current rushing up his lower body, and his Adam's apple rolled, which was a sign of the onset of desire. He turned his eyes away, deliberately not looking at the little lunatic.
"Sleep, I'll call you, sleep." The little lunatic began to point Jiangshan again.
Jiang Yuqian lay on the bed with him, and the little lunatic kept hugging him and did not let go. Jiang Yuqian's heart was heaving violently, and he only dared to stare at the ceiling.
But the little lunatic started to push forward. He lifted Jiang Yuqian's clothes and put his head on his chest. Then there was no movement again, and he began to sleep soundly.
Jiang Yuqian's fire was lit by him, and he turned over and pressed on top.
"You're so heavy too." The little lunatic frowned and muttered dissatisfiedly.
Jiang Yuqian panted roughly, and asked, "Who am I?"
The little lunatic opened his eyes with difficulty, blinked, "You are Qianqian."
All Jiang Yuqian's desires completely receded after hearing these words. His throat was so uncomfortable for a while that he couldn't speak. After a long time, he smiled bitterly at himself, "You are really drunk..."
In the middle of the night, the little madman had already fallen asleep soundly, Jiang Yuqian tossed and turned, tossing and turning, he got up agitated and went to the bathroom to smoke a cigarette.
In the small confined space, a strong smell of tobacco soon filled the air. He wanted to numb his nerves and indulged himself to recall the past years of the two of them.
Eight years ago, how young they should have been. They could have unlimited energy to appreciate the love in their youth, but they were in a cold war with each other and tossed those years down.
Eight years wasted in vain...
The next day, the morning sun came in through the curtains. Zhou Hao opened his eyes and rubbed his temples. Yesterday's hangover was so hurtful that he didn't remember anything, not even how he got to this hotel inner.
He took out his cell phone and called Qian Weicheng.
"Where are you?"
The one over there seemed to be sleeping, and said in a daze, "Brother Hao, what's the matter, we'll talk about it tonight..." He put the phone down quickly.
Zhou Hao got up and went to the bathroom to brush his teeth and wash his face. After a while, he went to the front desk to ask, and he knew who brought him here. Halfway through the toothbrush, the door of the hotel suddenly opened. Zhou Hao took a few steps back and looked out——
Jiang Yuqian walked in with breakfast.
Zhou Hao's thinking couldn't keep up with the reality at all, he hurriedly finished brushing his teeth, and walked out without washing his face.
"Why are you here?" Zhou Hao asked.
Jiang Yuqian explained blankly, "You drank too much yesterday, and that colleague of yours asked me to pick you up."
Zhou Hao frowned and thought about it, but still didn't have the slightest impression. Jiang Yuqian wouldn't be able to lie to him, that's probably what happened.
"I bought breakfast, and I'll take you home after eating." Jiang Yuqian turned his face away and didn't look at him again.
Zhou Hao went into the bathroom, rubbed his face vigorously with cold water, looked at himself blurred in the mirror, he suddenly felt powerless.
After breakfast, he and Jiang Yuqian went to the front desk of the hotel to check out. Jiang Yuqian was silent all the time, just walking with his legs, Zhou Hao followed behind.
After walking for a while, Zhou Hao couldn't hold back, "Where's your car?"
Jiang Yuqian's eyes were unusually calm, "It's over there at the night market."
At this point, some indistinct fragments appeared in Zhou Hao's mind. He seemed to remember what happened last night...
"The subway station is in front of me. I'll take the subway back, so you don't need to send it off."
Jiang Yuqian pursed his lips, his expression gloomy, "It's up to you."
Zhou Hao turned his head and left.