33. Screw your childhood sweetheart
Xu Wenqiang actually has a good alcohol tolerance.
One Chinese New Year, Xu Yanmei was in high spirits, and she and Xu Wenqiang drank an entire bottle of baijiu, one glass after another. In the end, Xu Wenqiang cooked the dumplings, but Xu Yanmei fell asleep on the sofa.
But Xu Wenqiang knew that the wine in front of her could not be touched under any circumstances.
In order to end the battle quickly, Xu Wenqiang took the wine from Yu Yong's hand and smashed it directly to the ground.
The wine was spilled all over the floor, and the glass shards were also scattered everywhere.
"Chen Yang, if you want to beat me or scold me, I will accompany you to the end. Forget about drinking." Xu Wenqiang said.
"You ungrateful person!" Yu Yong swung a fist at him.
Although Xu Wenqiang was prepared, she still failed to dodge completely, and Yu Yong's fist hit half of her face.
"Yu Yong, I've already told you, it's not your turn to touch her!" Chen Yang shouted, throwing down the bottle and rushing over. But he was obviously drunk and his body was staggering.
Yu Yong smiled sinisterly, stretched out his leg, and tripped Chen Yang, who then fell onto the ground covered in broken glass.
Under the dim light, Chen Yang's hands were covered with glass shards and blood.
"Yu Yong, what are you crazy about?" Xu Wenqiang leaned over to help Chen Yang, but was pushed away by Chen Yang. "Xu Wenqiang, leave quickly."
"Leave? Where to? I already said I'm not coming home until I'm drunk tonight." Yu Yong casually picked up a brick from the ground and weighed it in his hand. "Chen Yang, I've always treated you as a brother, but what do you treat me as? Every time you get angry with me because of her, I'm really fed up."
"Yu Yong, what are you doing?" Xu Wenqiang touched his trouser pocket and found the pen was still there.
"What can I do? Retaliation? Isn't it obvious?" Yu Yong sneered. "I spent money, bought wine, and got Chen Yang drunk, just to listen to him complain?"
"Yu Yong, come to me if you have anything to say." Chen Yang struggled to stand up from the ground, but he stumbled. Xu Wenqiang tried to help him, but he pushed him away. "Get out of here!"
"You're already in such a state, and you still want to protect her." Yu Yong sighed and shook his head, saying, "Chen Yang is such an idiot. He says anything when he's drunk. Guess what he just said? He said Xu Wenqiang will be the golden phoenix from now on, and he'll never be able to reach her again!"
"Yu Yong, shut the fuck up!" Chen Yang rushed towards Yu Yong.
Yu Yong's eyes darkened, and he raised his hand and hit Chen Yang on the head with a brick.
Chen Yang stopped in place like a puppet, then fell to the ground with blood all over his face.
"Chen Yang!" Xu Wenqiang rushed over and hugged Chen Yang in her arms. Chen Yang opened his eyes and looked at her, "Get out!"
Xu Wenqiang couldn't help but curse back: "Where can I go? If I leave, will you stay here to feed the wild cats?"
Yu Yong squatted down, his eyes gleaming fiercely: "Still flirting here, what a good relationship. Chen Yang, didn't you tell me not to touch her? I'm going to do it in front of you today!"
As Yu Yong spoke, he stood up and stepped on Xu Wenqiang's shoulder, kicking her to the ground, then grabbed her collar and pulled her up from the ground.
Yu Yong's eyes followed Xu Wenqiang's collar and looked inside, his eyes filled with the greed of a wild animal: "Xu Wenqiang, it wasn't until I went to vocational high school that I realized that fair and tender girls like you are not meant to be beaten or scolded, but to be kissed and hugged!"
"Go to hell!" Xu Wenqiang spat on Yu Yong's face.
Yu Yong waved his hand and slapped her: "Xu Wenqiang, don't worry, I don't want to go to jail for you. At most, I will give you a kiss, a hug, some comfort, and then let you go home."
Yu Yong laughed evilly and began to touch and nibble Xu Wenqiang's body.
"Yu Yong, let her go!" Chen Yang struggled to crawl over and hugged Yu Yong's thigh to try to stop him, but was kicked away by Yu Yong.
Chen Yang's face was covered in blood. He wiped it with his hand, but found that there was more blood on his hand than on his head. He looked up and saw a sea of blood in front of him.
"Xu Wenqiang!" Chen Yang screamed miserably.
Suddenly, Yu Yong stopped.
"Yu Yong, if you don't want to die, stay away from me." Xu Wenqiang pressed the tip of her pen against Yu Yong's neck.
Yu Yong slowly let go of Xu Wenqiang and glanced down: "Xu Wenqiang, you are a student, why do you bring a knife to school?" The light was too dim, and he was not sure what was in Xu Wenqiang's hand.
Xu Wenqiang clenched the pen in her hand: "I'm surrounded by scumbags like you. Shouldn't I bring a knife to protect myself?"
"Is it really a knife?"
"You can check it yourself!"
Xu Wenqiang exerted force with her hand and poked the tip of the pen in.
"ah--"
Xiao Cheng heard a scream, his heart sinking. He pedaled hard, pushing himself into the bus station. From a distance, he saw Xu Wenqiang stalemate with someone holding something in her hand. Xiao Cheng threw his bike off and rushed over.
"Xu Wenqiang!"
A roar suddenly shattered the dark night.
Xu Wenqiang's hand holding the pen began to tremble uncontrollably.
She looked at the figure running towards her in the dark night, and watched the figure's eyebrows and eyes become clearer and clearer in the dark night, and finally stopped in front of her completely.
She heard a sigh in her heart: It's Xiao Cheng...
Seeing that the situation was not good, Yu Yong took advantage of Xu Wenqiang's distraction and rode away on his bicycle.
Xu Wenqiang still held the pen in her hand. She asked him blankly, "Where did you come from?"
"I was sent by God." Xiao Cheng said coldly, then snatched the pen from Xu Wenqiang's hand and threw it aside. "You came to this damn place alone with just a pen?"
If Lin Tong hadn't seen them, if he had arrived a step later, what would have happened to Xu Wenqiang in this ghost place where no one could get help from heaven or earth... Xiao Cheng thought about it and felt that Xu Wenqiang in front of him was probably out of his mind.
Xiao Cheng's anger and resentment made Xu Wenqiang's heart tighten. She said stubbornly, "I used this pen as a knife and scared Yu Yong."
"How long do you think you can lie?" Xiao Cheng pulled Xu Wenqiang in front of him with a cold face and examined her from head to toe. "Are you injured?"
"I'm fine. Chen Yang is the one who's injured. Go check on him first." Xu Wenqiang lowered her head, not wanting Xiao Cheng to see the expression on her face. Yu Yong had just been acting recklessly on her, and she was only thinking about how to escape. As long as she could escape, nothing else mattered. But when she faced Xiao Cheng, she began to feel wronged and embarrassed. She realized she wasn't as open-minded as she'd thought.
After confirming that Xu Wenqiang was indeed safe, Xiao Cheng glanced at Chen Yang lying on the ground and said, "If he's dead, it has nothing to do with me."
Xu Wenqiang had long known that Xiao Cheng was not a warm-hearted person, and she did not want to say anything more to him. She walked towards Chen Yang and said, "But it has something to do with me."
Xiao Cheng, however, held her back and sarcastically said, "Does it have anything to do with you? What kind of relationship does he have with you that would make you come to this kind of place with them?"
Xu Wenqiang kept her head down, struggling to get rid of Xiao Cheng: "Chen Yang and I grew up together, I trust him."
"Grown up together, childhood sweethearts?" Xiao Cheng became ruthless and exerted force with his hands, pulling Xu Wenqiang in front of him.
"Fuck your childhood sweetheart—"
Xiao Cheng's sarcastic remarks came to an abrupt end when he saw Xu Wenqiang's tears.
Xu Wenqiang wiped the tears from her face fiercely: "What's wrong with childhood sweethearts? Is it your business?"
Xiao Cheng watched Xu Wenqiang wipe away her tears, but they were not wiped away completely. She wiped them again, but they were still not wiped away completely. The tears in her eyes seemed like they were going to keep flowing.
"Why are you crying?" Xiao Cheng raised his hand and began to wipe Xu Wenqiang's tears.
Xiao Cheng's palms were warm and large, and Xu Wenqiang's tears flowed even more violently, soaking the palms on her face.
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