Zheng Xinyi stretched and drank a glass of water. After she regained her energy, she walked downstairs, calling out, "Zhou Shui, Zhou Shui, it's time to get up and open the door."
After calling for a long time, there was no response from downstairs. Looking around, the door bolt had been taken down and the quilt on the bed had not been folded in time, but the man was nowhere to be found. It seemed that he must have left in a hurry. A bad premonition exploded in Zheng Xinyi's mind. She remembered that the first two times when she was addicted to drugs, Zhou Shui left without saying goodbye. Could it be the same this time?
Just as Zheng Xinyi was daydreaming, Zhou Shui pushed the door open and put down the paper bag in his hand: "Xinyi, eat it while it's hot. It won't taste good if it gets cold."
Zheng Xinyi looked at the steaming buns in the paper bag curiously, and cast a surprised look at Zhou Shui: "You went out so early in the morning just to buy buns?"
Zhou Shui turned around to fold his own bedding: "Yes! I saw you eating noodles from the uncle in the noodle shop next door every day, so I thought of giving you a change of taste."
"Xinyi." Cheng Haoyu and Huang Lei rushed over early in the morning because they were worried about Zheng Xinyi. Seeing that Zheng Xinyi was safe and sound, Cheng Haoyu breathed a sigh of relief.
Zhou Shui glanced at them, then turned to Zheng Xinyi and said, "I'm sure everyone hasn't had breakfast yet. I bought a lot. Wait for me to go upstairs to get the dishes and chopsticks, and we can eat together."
As soon as he finished speaking, he took the opportunity to go upstairs and slipped into Zheng Xinyi's bedroom at lightning speed. He hurriedly took out the things that Cat Brother wanted from the box under her pillow, then put the box back in its place and went downstairs with the dishes and chopsticks.
Because more and more people came to the clinic for treatment, Cheng Haoyu didn't have time to keep an eye on Zhou Shui. Zhou Shui sneaked away when everyone was busy and no one was paying attention to him.
He ran to the casino in one breath and, under the guidance of his bodyguards, Zhou Shui soon met Brother Mao. At that time, Brother Mao was chatting with several friends about something. When he saw Zhou Shui coming, he winked at his friends, and in the blink of an eye, his friends left tactfully.
Zhou Shui frowned slightly, beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and he stood still like a statue.
Cat took a deep drag on his cigarette, blew out a puff of smoke at him, and asked with a disdainful expression: "Did you get what I wanted?"
Zhou Shui stood there for a moment, hesitant. Brother Mao was a little unhappy. Soon, the bodyguard next to him walked over and patted him on the shoulder: "Our Brother Mao is talking to you."
The bodyguard cast his eyes on Brother Mao, then reached for his pocket. Zhou Shui swiftly grabbed his wrist, and the bodyguard grimaced in pain. Seeing this, all the bodyguards in the room became alert and looked at Zhou Shui as if they were ready to fight.
In fact, Zhou Shui was a little regretful at this time. It was not his original intention to betray Zheng Xinyi and help Brother Mao, but unfortunately his drug addiction happened to kick in at this time. He could clearly feel that the frequency of the drug addiction attacks was getting more and more frequent.
"As long as you give me what I want, I promise you will have opium to smoke." Brother Mao said proudly.
Zhou Shui cast a sharp gaze at him. For so many years, he had been struggling with drug addiction, but it had been futile, so much so that he began to give up on himself. The torture worse than death made him put down his original pride again and again. Enduring the pain, he said: "I can give you the things, but you must promise me that you will not hurt Zheng Xinyi."
Brother Mao shrugged. "Haven't we already discussed this issue a long time ago? Don't worry, Brother Mao is a man of his words. I promised you that I wouldn't hurt that girl, and I will definitely not break my promise."
Zhou Shui took something out of his chest pocket with trembling hands and handed it to Brother Mao, and Brother Mao also handed him the opium in good faith.
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