"Who do I like?"
Jiang Wen half-closed his eyes, his gaze was still a little dazed, he looked away and nodded slightly.
Feng Ning chuckled and asked mischievously, "Who do you like then?"
"Who do you like?" He forced her to answer.
"Me?" Feng Ning smiled and said slowly, "I like stars, I like the moon, I like the sun, I like the sea, I like the beach, I like Nietzsche, I like Dazai Osamu, and I also like Guo Degang. How about it? Are you satisfied?"
Meng Hanmo passed by carrying two boxes of beer. He was wearing a black vest and a mask, revealing only a pair of eyes. His neck and arms were covered in sweat. He glanced at Feng Ning and asked, "What are you doing?"
Feng Ning turned around and said perfunctorily, "I'm just coaxing the kid."
"Your classmate?" Meng Hanmo leaned forward to take a look and nodded imperceptibly, "This kid is quite handsome, just take your time to coax him."
The East Street Night Market was never very peaceful. Jiang Wen, wearing a bright brand name and looking drunk, was simply the best fat sheep to be slaughtered in the eyes of pickpockets. Feng Ning was kind-hearted and went to the kitchen to get a bowl of vegetable porridge to cool. He then stood by the fat sheep and smoked a cigarette, waiting for Zhao Binlin to come.
As soon as she saw someone, she put out her cigarette.
Zhao Binlin stretched his head and glanced at Jiang Wen who was lying on the table, and said with a chuckle, "Thank you, Feng Ning."
Feng Ning gestured with his chin, "Okay, feed him the porridge, and he will spit it out later."
"Okay." Zhao Binlin held his breath, and with great effort, he passed his arm under Jiang Wen's armpit and finally stood up. He widened his eyes, his eyes were red with anger: "This is the first time I see him drink so much, he is so heavy that I can't even drag him. No, I have to ask Xi Gaoyuan to come too, I can't do it alone."
The phone rang.
Jiang Wen's head was still drooping. Zhao Binlin struggled to get his phone out of his pocket. He answered the call without even checking the caller ID, and shouted, "Hello, who is this? I'm busy. What time is this? If you don't have anything else, don't call me. That's it. I'm hanging up."
There was silence for two or three seconds, and then a familiar female voice came from the other end: "Xiao Wen, why can't I get through to your phone? Are you guys together?"
The next second, Zhao Binlin's face changed slightly, and his whole body froze in stone.
He gasped and hurriedly smiled and said hesitantly, "Sister, Sister Jiang, it's you. Yes, Jiang Wen is with me. We just had supper. Yes, we will be home soon. He and Xi Gaoyuan are both sleeping at my house today. You can rest assured."
The person on the other end said, "Tell me your location, I'll come pick you up now."
The phone call was hung up.
Zhao Binlin took a step forward, put his hands on Jiang Wen's shoulders, and shook him frantically, his face ferocious, "Master, Brother Wen, top player, please wake up quickly! I beg you, I beg you, please wake up! Can you hear me? Your sister is coming, does Jiang Yuyun still remember who she is?! She is coming soon! If you don't wake up, we are both finished! Brother! Are you awake, brother!!"
Jiang Wen closed his eyes, motionless, his face was pale, but his lips and the corners of his eyes were redder than usual.
Zhao Binlin was like an ant on a hot pot. He picked up the porridge and wailed, "Brother, dear brother, can you wake up if you drink a few sips?"
Jiang Wen forced himself to open his eyes, murmured "Don't bother me", and raised his hand as if to shoo away a fly, knocking the whole bowl of porridge to the ground.
Feng Ning stood aside, folded his arms, watching this farce, and said with a smile: "What's wrong? Why are you panicking?"
Zhao Binlin was really a little panicked. He said with a bitter face, "This guy's sister is coming. You don't know how cruel she is. She is cosmic level cruel. If his sister knew that we were fooling around outside, we would all be finished."
After all the trouble, he was still no different from a puddle of mud.
"Get out of the way, watch me!" Feng Ning shouted, "Jiang Wen, if you don't wake up, don't blame me for being rude."
He heard her voice and raised his head dazedly.
She reached out her hand and slapped him hard, "Are you awake?"
Feng Ning had a murderous look on his face. He pinched his chin with one hand, lifted it up, and said word by word, "I am Feng Ning. Can you hear me? You are about to meet your sister. You should cheer up and be normal. Don't act crazy or drunk here. Do you hear me? Open your eyes, open them wide!"
After saying that, he slapped her in the face again.
There were a few clear crisp sounds, and Zhao Binlin was stunned by the momentum and fell into a brief state of speechlessness.
Seeing her about to slap him again, Zhao Binlin rushed over, supported the crooked Jiang Wen, and begged for mercy: "Sister Ning, you, you are a little too rough, please be a little gentler, our young master's delicate skin can't bear it."
Feng Ning turned a deaf ear to him and leaned over to Jiang Wen, "I'll ask again, are you awake?"
Jiang Wen snorted twice, his voice a little aggrieved, "Stop hitting me, it hurts."
Seeing that he finally opened his eyes, Zhao Binlin was overjoyed.
Feng Ning nodded approvingly, "You are quite sensible." She picked up the water beside her and ordered, "Drink!"
Jiang Wen still looked confused. He raised his head slightly, looked at her bewilderedly, and drank it obediently.
Zhao Binlin stood aside, hesitant to speak, full of admiration and sadness, thinking to himself, how could this brother of more than ten years be seduced away by a woman with just one finger, and without any nostalgia. This kind of differential treatment is really heartbreaking, buddy is unreliable, really unreliable... .
The red Ferrari parked on the street immediately attracted a lot of people's attention.
Two people, one big and one small, got off the car.
Jiang Yurou, wearing a white princess dress, broke free from her sister's hand and ran towards Zhao Binlin and the others, "Brother, where is my brother?"
Zhao Binlin pinched her face and asked, "Why don't you call me brother when you see me? Do you have a conscience?"
Jiang Yurou reluctantly muttered, "Brother Binlin." Then she quickly walked around him, opened her arms, and threw herself into Jiang Wen's arms.
Jiang Wen sat on a plastic chair and lazily stroked his sister's hair. When he raised his eyes, he saw his sister coming towards him in high heels and he straightened up involuntarily.
"Why did you come to a place like this?" Jiang Yuyun swung the car keys and looked him up and down. "Have you been drinking?"
Jiang Wen nodded.
"You're not going back today?"
Jiang Wen remained silent and continued to nod.
Jiang Yuyun chuckled, "You're afraid of being scolded by grandpa, yet you dare to mess around."
He turned his head and asked Zhao Binlin, "How much did he drink?"
Zhao Binlin shrank her neck and smiled flatteringly, "Not much, really not much, sister, I will watch and will not let Jiang Wen drink too much, you see he is still sober."
At this time, Feng Ning came over with a broom and rag, rolled up her sleeves, and quickly cleaned up the mess on the floor and table. While cleaning, she tilted her head and grinned, "Are you finally leaving?"
Zhao Binlin clasped his fists and coughed lightly with an ambiguous meaning: "Thank you for today, Lady Ning."
Feng Ning calmly folded the plastic tablecloth, tied a knot, and pulled it on both sides, "It's just a small matter, don't worry about it."
"What, you know each other?" Jiang Yuyun looked at them suspiciously.
Zhao Binlin introduced, "This is our classmate, a top student in the university."
"Oh." Jiang Yuyun nodded, "Thank you for your help, sister."
Feng Ning smiled sweetly, "It's not a problem. They took care of the business and gave me money. It's what I should do."
When getting in the car, Jiang Yuyun commented: "This girl is quite interesting."
She turned the steering wheel, looked in the rearview mirror, and asked in confusion: "Xiao Wen, what happened to your face? Who hit you?"
Zhao Binlin was originally quite serious, but suddenly he couldn't hold it in anymore and started laughing.
Jiang Wen was a little embarrassed and turned his eyes away in embarrassment.
As the car started moving, I couldn't help but look back. On a midsummer night, the high and low buildings were crowded and bustling, and among the lights, there was no trace of her.