Zhuge Youlin secretly sent a message to Zhuge Weiran: "Seventh Brother, you must be careful of them in the future. Don't let them cheat you! They are very evil. They kill people and set fires. They do everything! They also often cheat me! If I wasn't smart, I would have been cheated badly by them."
As he spoke, his tone became slightly prouder.
Upon hearing this, Zhuge Weiran deliberately sent a voice message in reply, "In that case, don't be with them anymore. Leave the Shura Squad."
Zhuge Youlin was shocked when he heard this.
He immediately retorted.
"impossible!"
This sentence was not transmitted in words, but came directly from his mouth, immediately attracting the attention of Chen Yan and others.
Chen Yan looked up: "What's impossible?"
Zhuge Weiran laughed and helped Zhuge Youlin out, saying, "I said treat him, but he said it's impossible for me to treat him."
Zhuge Youlin laughed dryly. "That's right. How could I possibly let my seventh brother treat me? That's impossible."
Jiang Xianyue sneered: "Oh, I didn't expect that one day you would be so generous."
"Hmph, don't look down on me!" Zhuge Youlin crossed his arms across his chest.
This little episode passed quickly, but as an outsider, Zhuge Weiran could see that Zhuge Youlin actually liked being in this Shura team.
Perhaps, this is because we share the same ideals.
Soon, the dishes and wine were served and they began to eat and chat.
Zhuge Weiran's eyes were gentle as he smiled and said, "I've heard that you've been selected to participate in the 'Five-Academy Project'. Congratulations, and I hope you'll have a fruitful and safe return."
After saying that, he raised his glass.
Chen Yan and the others also picked up their wine glasses and clinked glasses with him from a distance with a smile.
"Thank you for your good wishes."
A trace of loneliness flashed across Pei Wusu's eyes, but then his normal expression returned in an instant. He raised his wine glass and drank it all in one gulp. The wine was so spicy that he choked.
"Ahem."
"You don't know how to drink?" Xiao Zechuan looked at Pei Wusu's red cheeks, a little surprised.
Zhuge Youlin asked in surprise, "What? Pei Wusu, you've never had a drink before?"
Pei Wusu explained: "I have drunk it, but rarely."
He didn’t like the taste of wine before, but now he wants to drink it because he heard that wine can relieve sorrow, so he wants to get drunk once.
"Then why do you suddenly want to drink?" Jiang Xianyue picked up a piece of braised pork and asked curiously while eating.
Pei Wusu said calmly: "I just want to drink."
Zhuge Youlin narrowed his eyes, "Something's wrong, Pei Wusu, something's wrong with you! Were you really scolded by the dean? Or were you punished by the dean? Otherwise, you seemed to have become a little negative after returning from the dean yesterday."
"No." Pei Wusu's heart tightened. He poured himself another glass of wine, sipping it sip after sip with a frown on his face. He clearly didn't like the taste, but he continued to drink it like a self-torture act.
His cheeks quickly flushed.
Seeing that he was unwilling to reveal what happened with the dean, Zhuge Youlin did not ask any further questions. After all, he knew that Pei Wusu was a very stubborn person and liked to keep everything in his heart.
Chen Yan looked at Pei Wu Su, only to see that his cheeks and ears had turned red, and his eyes seemed to be a little drunk.
Pei Wu Su wanted to continue pouring wine, but Chen Yan held the wine pot down with one hand.
"I want to drink..." Pei Wusu wanted to pry away Chen Yan's hand that was on the wine jug.
Chen Yan frowned slightly: "Don't drink, you are drunk."
"No, I'm not drunk yet."
Pei Wu Su raised his head, his eyes flushed red, and his ordinary face seemed to have a broken look, making him look pitiful.
He wasn't drunk. If he was, why would he still be in so much pain? This pain became increasingly clear, as if his heart was being torn open, leaving a bloody mess.
The figures of Chen Yan and Xiao Zechuan in front of him became blurred and gradually became the people he missed most in his heart. His eyes were moist and he reached out and grabbed Chen Yan's arm.
"Mother..."
His voice choked.
This scene made Zhuge Youlin and others stunned. They did not laugh because Pei Wusu did not seem to be drunk. They more or less felt his grief.
Pei Wusu misses his mother?
Yes, Pei Wusu’s parents should be in the Northern Territory right now. They must be a little sad after not seeing them for such a long time.
But it shouldn’t be that sad, right?
Pei Wusu regained consciousness for a few seconds and saw clearly that the person in front of him was not his mother, but Chen Yan. He lowered his eyes sadly.
He let go of Chen Yan's arm and stood up suddenly. His eyes were a little dazed and his body was swaying slightly. He wanted to walk towards the door. Before Chen Yan and the others could react, Pei Wu Su fell to the ground with a "bang".
Chen Yan and the others: "..."
Zhuge Youlin pointed at Pei Wusu and asked, "How many drinks did he have?"
Xiao Zechuan said expressionlessly: "Three cups."
"You got drunk so quickly!" Zhuge Youlin was shocked. He sat up, walked over to Pei Wusu and squatted down. He reached out to pat Pei Wusu's cheek to confirm whether he was sober.
Snap!
"Ahhh! It hurts!" Zhuge Youlin screamed in pain. His hand was suddenly grabbed by Pei Wusu and bent. It must be a fractured bone.
Pei Wusu suddenly opened his eyes, murderous intent flashing in his eyes. He rushed towards Zhuge Youlin with a ferocious look on his face, pressed Zhuge Youlin to the ground, made a sword-holding gesture with his hand, and then stabbed Zhuge Youlin's heart with the "sword".
Bang!
With a loud bang, Zhuge Youlin's chest was hit hard by Pei Wusu's fist.
Because Pei Wusu didn't have a sword in his hand.
Zhuge Youlin was hammered so hard that he almost vomited blood. The wound that had originally healed was broken open again. The pain made his face pale. He angrily cursed: "Pei Wusu, you drunkard!"
Then he stretched out his leg and kicked Pei Wusu away.
With a bang, Pei Wusu was kicked to the door of the box and fainted.
"My hand is broken!" Zhuge Youlin grimaced in pain. He immediately looked at Jiang Xianyue and anxiously asked for help: "Auntie, please help me take a look at my hand!"
For Zhuge Youlin, his hands are also extremely important.
Xiao Zechuan couldn't help but laugh.
"What's the hurry?" Jiang Xianyue finished the last mouthful of soup before standing up and walking to Zhuge Youlin to help him check his hand.
"Look at Pei Wusu."
"What? Didn't he faint?" Although Zhuge Youlin said this, he still looked at Pei Wusu. At this moment, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his hand, accompanied by the sound of bones shifting, and he howled in pain.
Zhuge Youlin gasped and complained aggrievedly, "Jiang Xianyue, are you going to kill me?"
"Is it so easy to kill you?" Jiang Xianyue sneered. As she used her spiritual power to heal his broken hand bones, she said, "Since you're treating me this time, I won't charge you for your treatment."
Zhuge Youlin: "..."
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