Chapter 109: The Flower of Gaoling is Proud and Poisonous 17
Where Jiang Zhi couldn't see, Li Chuan's eyes were red, and his clear eyes looked like a bottle of wine had been overturned, and he was drunk.
The sky grew darker, a curtain hung in the sky, with stars and moon twinkling inside. The colorful lights from the bar downstairs shone on the road. Faintly, one could hear the sounds of heavy metal music and people dancing wildly. The evening breeze took away the drunkenness.
"Let's go."
"Um?"
Li Chuan raised his eyelids slightly, confusion hidden in his eyes.
Jiang Zhi stretched, stood up and tugged at Li Chuan's sleeve. "I feel much better now."
Li Chuan then stood up and his eyes fell on Jiang Zhi's collarbone, where there was a small mosquito bite.
"Yes, if you don't leave now, I'll feed all the mosquitoes."
Jiang Zhi pulled Li Chuan up like a spoiled child and led him downstairs.
In the booth, Sam Hui moved the prepared macaron cocktail in front of Jiang Wanfeng
"Did the fairy really cheat on Brother Chuan before?"
Jiang Wanfeng took the cigarette butt from between his lips, pinched it between his fingertips and shook it, and the ash fell steadily into the wine glass.
Sam Hui made a painful sound, snatched the cigarette butt and threw it into the trash can at his feet.
"Nine out of ten, you know how crazy Brother Chuan was a year ago."
When he was a freshman, his impression of Li Chuan was that he was a man who looked down on everyone, was arrogant and proud, and had a great appearance. Many girls were attracted to him, but he was extremely cold.
Until one day, it was almost three or four in the morning and Li Chuan had not returned yet. Afraid that something had happened to him, the two of them went out to look for him together, and finally found him in a deserted bar.
There were no other customers in the bar at the time except the bartender walking around. I thought the bar was about to close, but I saw broken bottles and glaring blood on the ground.
At this time, a waiter came over and pointed to a dark corner, saying in a low voice
"Is that man your friend? Take him away quickly, or you might get into big trouble."
Li Chuan sat at the innermost side of the bar, looking like a wild beast hidden in the darkness. The highly concentrated liquor poured into his stomach like boiled water, and he didn't even bother to lift his eyelids. His white shirt was soaked with liquor, and his whole body exuded a strong smell of alcohol, looking decadent and resolute.
He walked over and sat next to Li Chuan. In the dim light, he finally saw his expression. His eyes were dry and red. He had been drinking, but his lips were dry and chapped. Large patches of sweat broke out from his forehead, and his brows were furrowed as if he was enduring great pain.
"Where's the person? Has he left? Damn it!"
An angry roar came from outside the door, and then a few thugs with green dragon tattoos came in, holding iron rods or wine bottles in their hands.
"Huh? You even found some help?"
Li Chuan raised his eyelids slightly and opened his scarlet eyes. He didn't know whether he was drunk or not. He picked up the wine bottle and knocked it against the corner of the table. The sharp fragments glowed coldly.
The eldest brother in the lead curled his lips fiercely, and a group of people immediately rushed up.
This was the first time he saw Li Chuan fighting. He did not have that kind of cold, arrogant and resolute temperament. He was ruthless and did not care about his life. Even when a broken wine bottle pierced his body, he just frowned, with a fierce light in his eyes, and kicked the gangster hard in the chest.
He rushed forward to help but was punched on the right cheek by the drunk Li Chuan. The force almost dislocated the bones. He felt like a tooth had fallen out and there was a smell of blood between his lips and teeth.
This fight resulted in injuries to all three parties.
Jiang Wanfeng dialed 110 and 120. The sounds of police cars and ambulances mixed together, and the scene was extremely exciting.
Sam Hui may never forget that day in his life.
Those hooligans must have had criminal records. They panicked when they saw the police car and crawled towards the back door of the bar wailing, but they were still caught by the police who arrived.
Li Chuan's situation was not optimistic either. There were several bloody holes on his body caused by sharp wine bottles. He half-knelt on the ground, covering his abdomen with his hands, and there was pain between his brows.
According to the bar staff, what happened was that Li Chuan was sitting alone at the bar drinking. His exquisite looks and cold and arrogant temperament attracted several girls to come over and chat with him, one of whom was the girlfriend of the gangster.
Wearing a miniskirt and glamorous makeup, she sat next to Li Chuan with ease, poured a glass of wine naturally, handed it to Li Chuan, and threw herself forward, making the ditch white.
Li Chuan frowned and shouted coldly, "Get out!"
The girl still came forward shamelessly and even wanted to touch Li Chuan's thigh.
Li Chuan kicked the girl on the shoulder without any mercy.
Seeing this situation, the gangster could no longer sit still. He threw the bottle of wine and walked over angrily, pulling the girl to his side, cursing at her, and no one knew what he was saying.
Compared to his temper, Li Chuan didn't even give him a straight look. He sat there calmly and composedly as if nothing had happened, but he still drank recklessly.
The gangster felt humiliated, so in order to show off in front of his girlfriend, he raised a bottle of wine and smashed it on Li Chuan's head.
Later, the gangster was beaten half to death. He left a harsh word and ran out to find help. The next scene was what Sam Hui saw.
After getting on the 120 ambulance, a young nurse treated the wound on Sam Hui's face. Her movements were very rough and made him grimace in pain.
Later it was Li Chuan's turn. Perhaps because she saw how handsome he was, the nurse's expression suddenly changed. Her movements became extremely gentle, and she unconsciously had a bit of anger in her voice when she spoke to Xu Guanjie.
"Why didn't you stop him? He's drinking so much, is he going to die? It looks like he has a perforated stomach."
Sam Hui said that he had witnessed the darkness of this society and that being ugly was a sin.
We arrived at the hospital quickly and found out that he had gastric perforation and there was blood in his vomit.
I guess those little hooligans can't get out of bed for ten days or half a month. They are cruel to others and even crueler to themselves.
After Li Chuan woke up, he actually tore off the IV drip on his hand and struggled to get out of bed to look for something, but was pushed down on the bed by Jiang Wanfeng.
"What are you looking for? Can we find it for you? Have a good rest."
"Scrunchie, black"
Li Chuan finally spoke, his voice dry and bloody, as if a knife was slashing at his throat. He kept grabbing his wrist, staring at the setting sun in a daze, lifeless.
Sam Hui searched for a long time and finally found the hairband on the floor of the bar. It should be a style that high school girls like, but it is out of date now. The aluminum bow has begun to yellow and has several small cracks.
Is such an ordinary thing worth his life-threatening search?
Later, Sam Hui found out that this little rubber band was the only thing that Li Chuan’s first love left him, and the day he drank so much that his stomach perforated and was admitted to the hospital was the day his first love left him.
Over the course of a whole year, Li Chuan slowly became that girl.
He learned everything from smoking, drinking, and hanging out in bars, and dyed his hair a flashy light gray color, but he still liked to wear white shirts and black pants.
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