On Saturday night, Jian Tang had not yet arrived at the business hour, and Feng Ning was slumped over the counter like a boneless person.
After a short break, the delivery man brought the container back and placed it at the door of the store. Feng Ning was called over, and after counting the goods on the spot, she skillfully classified the drinks, liqueurs, aperitifs, sweet wines, fruit wines, and fresh milk, and placed them in the grid layer of the refrigerator.
Chatting with Tongtong in random places.
Tongtong took a wet towel and cleaned the bar counter and workbench skillfully. Seeing Fengning's depressed look, she asked, "Are you having your period?"
"Yeah." Feng Ning said weakly while writing down the list, "It must be the ice cream from yesterday that caused the trouble."
She has irregular menstruation, and usually has severe pain on the first and second days. Sometimes she is so uncomfortable that she wants to stab herself in the stomach with a knife and end it all.
Looking at the clock on the wall, Feng Ning estimated that it was almost time, so he turned on all the mood lights in the store.
After a while, a group of people came and gathered at the table in the corner, shouting and yelling.
A young man came to the front desk and asked Feng Ning, "Do you have hookah here?"
"Yes, we have watermelon, cantaloupe, strawberry, and blueberry flavors. Which one do you want?"
"Can you recommend me a flavor? Which flavor do girls generally like?"
Feng Ning thought for a moment and said, "It tastes like watermelon, right? How many tubes?"
"Four." The young man hesitated and said awkwardly, "Also, can you help me boil some hot water? My girlfriend has her period and she wants to drink with us. I'm afraid that she will have a stomachache if she drinks it if it's too cold, so I want to use hot water to warm the wine."
Feng Ning smiled and said, "You are really caring for others."
She found an electric kettle, filled it with water, picked up a glass bowl of crushed ice and went upstairs, walking towards the table. She plugged it in and said, "When it boils, pour the water into this bowl. If you need more, call me downstairs."
The young man thanked him.
The spherical spotlights cast colorful and ambiguous light all over the place in a 360-degree angle. Feng Ning drank a sip of hot brown sugar water and came to a state of distraction when he suddenly felt his foot being kicked.
She looked up, "Why?"
Tongtong, who had just delivered the fruit plate, blushed slightly and pointed at the door, "There are a few people looking for you."
They were waiting on the steps, Zhao Binlin was wearing a flashy purple T-shirt and chewing gum.
Seeing that there were only four people, Feng Ning asked, "Where's Meng Taoyu? Didn't she come?"
"Her parents don't allow it." Xi Gaoyuan pointed at the girl next to him, "I brought my girlfriend here."
"Welcome, come in and sit down."
Under the bright light, Jiang Wen was tall and thin. The clothes he wore today were simple and clean, and one could tell at a glance that he came from a good family.
Tongtong's handsome guy radar was activated. She looked over there eagerly and commented unconsciously, "Oh my God, that boy is so handsome."
Feng Ning said casually, "He's handsome, right? Stop drooling a little, it's about to drip down to your chin."
Tongtong came back to her senses, but she was still reluctant to leave, "Wow, he's your classmate? Does he have a girlfriend?"
"Yes." Feng Ning lowered his head and put the plate on the table, not very seriously, "He is not only handsome, but also has good grades, his family is rich, and his girlfriend is also a white, rich and beautiful woman, so beautiful~"
"Damn, it's so perfect." Tongtong's cheeks flushed, and her face was full of longing. "At this moment, I don't know who to envy."
Feng Ning made a yogurt fruit salad himself.
She picked out a few bottles of good-tasting fruit wine and brought them over. She arranged the plates, paper towels, and small lights for them, and said with a smile, "You guys play first. I'm busy now. I'll come to accompany you when I'm done."
Jiang Wen leaned sideways with one arm lazily resting on the edge of the table.
Xi Gaoyuan’s girlfriend, Lin Ru asked curiously, “She works in a place like this?”
Xi Gaoyuan didn't care, "What's wrong with this kind of place?"
"Nothing, I just feel a little..." Lin Ru didn't say anything else. After watching them play cards for a while, she got up and went to the bathroom.
On the way back, a man with slicked back hair stopped me and asked, "Miss, can I have your WeChat?"
Lin Ru had a bad temper and was used to looking down on others. She rolled her eyes and said, "Get out of the way."
"Then I'll buy you a drink?"
"Go away, I don't want to drink."
After finally getting rid of him, he sat back down. The man with the slicked-back hair followed him, holding a glass of wine in his hand, and said calmly: "Miss, I'm just buying you a drink, why are you cursing?"
A few guys followed behind the slicked-back haired man. They sat down on their sofas in a familiar manner and shouted, "How about you guys, let's play together?"
Zhao Binlin and the others looked at each other in bewilderment.
Xi Gaoyuan was furious when Lin Ru told him what had just happened. In a fit of rage, he grabbed a glass of wine and splashed it on the man's face, "Grandson, who are you teasing?"
The man with the slicked-back hair paused and remained silent for two seconds.
The table was overturned with a loud bang, and the broken pieces of the cup were scattered everywhere.
Xi Gaoyuan was panting, two people pressed down on his shoulders from the left and right. He struggled hard and cursed, "Stupid, let go of grandpa."
There was a commotion in the distance, and Tongtong hurriedly pulled Feng Ning, who was talking to someone else, over and said, "Ningzi, something bad has happened."
Feng Ning rushed over and with the dim light around her, she recognized that one of the troublemakers was an acquaintance.
Ah Xin slapped Xi Gaoyuan in the face, "You little bastard, you are quite arrogant."
The people at the next table didn't know what was going on, but seeing the situation, they all dispersed. Some watched the show, while others took out their phones.
Ashin pointed his finger around and shouted, "Let's see who dares to take this photo."
Waiters came and left, and after a while, the place was cleared out, and the usually bustling bar became so quiet that people dared not even breathe too loudly.
Ah Xin was playing with a fruit knife calmly. Tongtong was so scared that her legs went limp. She quietly asked Zhao Huiyun, "Should we call the police?"
Zhao Huiyun leaned aside with her arms folded. "It's useless to call the police. I don't know how many crimes these people have committed. They are ready to run away at any time. Let's not provoke them, otherwise there will be a lot of trouble in the future."
Feng Ning stood alone in front of Ah Xin, "Brother Xin, these are all my classmates, can you let them go first?"
"Let me go, then what about the debt for throwing wine on my face?" Ah Xin looked her over and said, "I know you. Are you Meng Hanmo's sister? Do you know them?"
Feng Ning nodded, "Yes, but this matter tonight has nothing to do with my brother. I will take the responsibility."
Ashin leaned back, crossed his arms, and said nonchalantly, "You're carrying it? How do you want to carry it? How many people do you want to carry? Do you know the rules?"
"Four of them."
Ah Xin looked at her and thought for two seconds. "Okay, I'll give Meng Hanmo a favor today and count three times for you, twelve cups. How about that?"
Feng Ning paused and said, "Okay."
Ashin ordered his men, "Go pick some wine."
Tongtong followed along. She deliberately picked some low-proof fruit beer to mix in, but the man glanced at her with a half-smile, "Sister, are you using beer to get rid of beggars?"
Tongtong had a bead of sweat on her forehead and didn't dare to make any small movements anymore.
Soon, the table was filled with yellow, white and red food.
Feng Ning took a quick look and picked up one of the cups. "Are these enough?"
Ashin raised his chin, "Almost."
Without waiting for anyone to say anything, she tilted her head back and gulped down the entire glass of wine.
Tongtong looked at Fengning as if he was unconscious, drinking one cup after another.
Her heart twitched when she thought of the girl who had just been spoiled by her boyfriend and given warm wine.
The feeling of suffocation rose to his throat, and Jiang Wen was also held down. He struggled twice but couldn't get free, hot sweat poured down his back, "Let me go! Don't let her drink!"
Lin Ru had never seen such a scene before, and she cried and sobbed.
Feng Ning pretended he heard nothing and continued looking straight ahead. After he finished drinking, he went on to get another glass.
Jiang Wen's head was pressed down, he couldn't breathe, and he felt weak, "Don't drink anymore."
The twelfth cup is almost at the bottom.
Several people nearby were so shocked that they were speechless. Some turned their eyes away and didn't even have the courage to watch any further.
Ashin also slowly put away his playful look.
The dim light and shadows intertwined, and all other sounds disappeared. Feng Ning couldn't hear anything until the person next to her snatched the wine glass from her hand and said, "That's enough, don't drink anymore."
She stopped, wiped the wine from the corner of her mouth with the back of her hand, and tried her best to calm her voice: "Is this over?"
When Ashin finally nodded, Feng Ning seemed to be relieved.
She walked out holding on to her things, staggered two steps, and then stumbled out of the door.
The person holding Jiang Wen was suddenly pushed away by him. Before he could even curse, he chased him outside the bar without even looking back.
Feng Ning was drunk and vomiting while leaning against a tree trunk. There was a pool of vomit on the ground, white with red blood.
My legs were too weak to stand, so I squatted down.
Jiang Wen reached out helplessly, wanting to touch her, but not daring to. He patted her back awkwardly.
She kept vomiting, and eventually her throat spasmed slightly, and she couldn't vomit anything out. Feng Ning smiled bitterly with her tongue sticking out, "Alas, it's true that being a heroine isn't that easy."
After finally catching her breath, she tried to stand up, but fell backwards.
Jiang Wen lowered his head and subconsciously put his arms around her waist to prevent her from sliding down further.
Feng Ning was completely exhausted and let Jiang Wen hold her in his arms listlessly.
In a hazy state, his clothes were disheveled and his eyes were full of panic. Even though he was unconscious, he could still feel the out-of-control force.
"Hey, you're hugging me so tightly..." Feng Ning's whole body was shaking slightly, but he was still laughing.
Before she lost consciousness, she heard someone saying sorry over and over in her ear.
The temperature dropped sharply at night, and the wind was strong on the road. I finally stopped a taxi and opened the door in a hurry, which scared the driver. "What's wrong?"
Zhao Binlin shouted: "Go to the hospital!"
"Don't get excited, young man." Feng Ning was reeking of alcohol. The driver smelled it and turned on the meter. "How much did you drink?"
Most of Feng Ning's collar was already wet with wine, his lips were thin and pale, and he looked so fragile that it was frightening.
Zhao Binlin sat in the car and turned his head to look at the back seat. From his perspective, he could only see that someone was holding her tightly with his arms against his chest.
His eyes moved to Jiang Wen's face, and he was stunned for a moment before reacting. He turned his head silently and looked out the window.
It was already late when Jiang Yuyun arrived at the hospital.
Several kids were sitting side by side outside, all of them looked depressed, with guilt written all over their faces.
Seeing her coming, Zhao Binlin stood up in a panic and called out "Sister".
Jiang Yuyun's heart sank, "What happened? Where's Xiao Wen?"
Xi Gaoyuan looked like he wanted to cry but had no tears, and recounted what happened today.
"Who the hell is bullying my brother? Which bar?"
Jiang Yuyun was so angry that she almost exploded. She gritted her teeth and made a phone call, "Help me check a few people. If I don't wipe out those hooligans tomorrow, I won't be named Jiang!"
Seeing her get angry, the bodyguards kept quiet and no one dared to speak.
After finishing the call, Jiang Yuyun handed the phone to the assistant and calmed down her breathing. "How is your classmate? Is he okay?"
Zhao Binlin shook his head and said nervously, "He had his stomach washed, but he's still lying there."
Standing at the door of the ward, Jiang Yuyun turned her head slightly and took a look inside.
My younger brother sat on the edge of the bed, leaning forward, and with great patience, using a wet towel to wipe other people's hands, from the knuckles to the back of the hands.
The person on the bed mumbled something.
Jiang Wen accommodated her height, let the hair in front of his forehead slide down, and leaned closer to listen to her talk.
With a click, the door was gently pushed open and Jiang Yuyun paused for a moment.
The room was filled with the smell of disinfectant and medicine.
Jiang Wen sat on the bedside, his eyes fixed on Feng Ning. He was like a sculpture, motionless, oblivious to other movements.
She opened her mouth, but in the end said nothing and closed the door.
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