Sheng Chengan was pushed down on the sofa, and he hugged the sofa and burst into tears.
**'s Liangzi, hearing that he had nothing to do, let him continue sleeping, and he started snoring after lying down.
Zhou Shixun looked at Sheng Chengan with a headache. He didn't have that much time to stay here with the two of them, and now Sheng Chengan was paralyzed by alcohol and refused to talk to anyone.
It can even be said that even if he was sober, he didn't want to talk to people properly.
After thinking about it, he turned around, found a basin, went to the bathroom to get a basin of water, and poured the water directly on Sheng Chengan's face.
After a basin of water was poured in, Sheng Chengan became quiet. He stopped crying and making a fuss, but he also didn't speak.
Zhou Shixun went to fetch another basin of water and splashed it on Sheng Chengan's face. This time the water was a little cold, which made Sheng Chengan shudder. He raised his hand to wipe the water droplets on his face, then looked up at Zhou Shixun.
As if she had just held him back, she frowned, “When did you come?”
Zhou Shixun checked the time, sat down opposite him, and said without a word: "I still have an hour, so just say whatever you want to say. I'll be gone in an hour, and I won't have time to come out again. After all, I'm here to carry out a mission, not to watch a coward crying here."
Sheng Chengan got angry and glared at Zhou Shixun: "Who do you call a coward? Who do you call a coward? Do you think I'm afraid of you because Sheng Anning is not here?"
Zhou Shixun sneered: "Don't mention An Ning. If An Ning knew what you are like now, she would also say that you deserve it. Why did you feel uncomfortable now? Moreover, I also want to tell you a very cruel reality. If you fall from that place, there is no chance of survival."
Sheng Chengan looked up at Zhou Shixun with hostility and resistance: "You are talking nonsense, Zhu Zhu will not die."
Zhou Shixun looked at him calmly: "You should be calm and realistic. If you don't cherish the person when he is still alive, what's the point of joking? An Ning always says that you should follow your heart and live in the present. I just can't understand, An Ning is so smart, why are you so stupid?"
"What's the point of regretting now? You can cry or make a scene, but Miss Zhu Zhu won't survive. You might as well think about how to arrange her funeral. Besides, you've been stranded in Hong Kong for long enough. Isn't your visa about to expire? If you don't go back, you'll be caught and sent back, and it won't look good."
"Also, I advise you to calm down. If you want to avenge Miss Zhu Zhu, or if you want to take back everything from Miss Zhu Zhu, you should first consider your own worth. No matter how capable you are, you are nothing in front of a gang."
“So, think twice before you act.”
If it weren’t for the fact that he was the most important person to An Ning, Zhou Shixun wouldn’t have bothered to say so much to him.
He was still glad in his heart that he, who did not understand feelings, met the persistent and passionate Sheng An Ning, who taught him to cherish everything in front of him, instead of crying and wailing here when he lost it.
Sheng Chengan still refused to admit the fact that Zhu Zhu was dead: "Zhu Zhu will not die. Even if she died, there will always be a body, right? She must have been rescued by someone."
"Yes, he must have been rescued."
Zhou Shixun looked at the time again: "I'll be leaving soon, Sheng Chengan, if you are a man, manage your emotions well, do what you should do, and don't let your family in Beijing worry."
"One last thing to say. The dead cannot be resurrected. Please accept your condolences."
Sheng Chengan almost spat out a mouthful of blood. Is this human language? What does it mean to mourn?
How could Sheng An Ning fall for such an unromantic man!
Zhou Shixun also bought porridge for the two of them and said, "I'm leaving now. You can handle the rest by yourself. If everything goes well in three days, I will also return to China. I hope you can return home as well. This place is not like the mainland, and the public security is very bad."
This was all he could say. Whether Sheng Chengan wanted to listen or not was up to him.
I thought so in my heart, but I still felt a little reluctant when I arrived at the door of the ward. I turned around and looked at Sheng Chengan: "If there is any accident, remember to ask for help from the embassy."
After Zhou Shixun left, Sheng Chengan sat on the sofa in a daze, listening to Liangzi lying on the bed and mumbling in his sleep for his mother.
My heart felt hollowed out and I looked back at the porridge on the table.
He picked up a portion with trembling hands, took a bite, and tears instantly fell again. He remembered what Zhu Zhu once said: "This is the best seafood porridge in Hong Kong. Do you want to drink it?"
"Sheng Chengan, my dad is the most powerful person here. If you marry me, you can walk sideways in Hong Kong City. Why don't you want to?"
"Sheng Chengan, if you think my status is not good enough for you, then I will go to the mainland too, so that no one will know about my father's involvement in the underworld."
"What should I do? Who made me like you?"
Sheng Cheng'an felt the porridge in his mouth was burning hot. After he swallowed it, the heat went down his throat and up to his heart, and his heart was so hot that it was trembling with pain.
Thinking about it now, Zhu Zhu has really been trying to change, from her previous arrogance to later concession, and then to resolutely letting go.
Sheng Cheng'an wiped his tears with the back of his hand, swallowed a bowl of porridge in three or two mouthfuls, and seemed to have some strength back in his body.
Thinking about Zhou Shixun's words, he also remembered Sheng Anning's words: "Brother, don't worry about so much, just follow your heart. There are no so many principles and rules in love."
By the time he wanted to do what he wanted, there was no chance anymore.
I covered my face with my hands, tears falling through my fingers.
Liangzi woke up from a short nap and smelled the aroma of porridge in the air. He had not had time to eat when he went to see Sheng Chengan before, and then the two of them were drinking on an empty stomach and forgot to eat.
I was so hungry at the moment that I rubbed my eyes and got up, looking at Sheng Chengan covering his face as if he was crying.
She was stunned for a long while, wiped her face, squatted beside him, carefully brought a bowl of porridge, and drank it while looking at Sheng Chengan.
Even a careless person like him could feel Sheng Chengan's sadness.
It's that kind of desperate sadness.
I sighed in my heart. What did he say? This guy should not be stubborn.
Xilihulu ate a portion of porridge, then looked at Sheng Chengan for a while before saying in a low voice: "Brother, we only have three days left here, right? We have to go back, otherwise they will definitely catch us."
"How about this? Let's go to the beach today and tomorrow to look for Zhu Zhu. If we can't find her, we'll go back the day after tomorrow?"
Sheng Chengan looked up at him, his eyes bloodshot: "Do you also think Zhu Zhu is dead?"
Liangzi smacked his lips, thinking, what do you mean I feel the same way? That's the truth.
And everyone said that there was no possibility of survival if you fell into that sea.
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