Why are you looking at him?
To be honest, Luo Ming didn't think Zheng Jicue was a fan of Cen Yuan, and it couldn't be said that he liked him either.
After all, Zheng Jicue did not show any enthusiastic behavior, and even when he heard others say bad things about Cen Yuan with his own ears, he remained indifferent.
But today, I just love looking at this big screen. I'm not happy or anything. I feel depressed. Something must be true.
He brought the beer over and squatted with him on the side of the road. He took a cigarette from Zheng Jicue's hand and lit it himself.
There was another person puffing out smoke.
As they smoked, they started drinking. The people who smoked with him also came over to drink. They finished the wine in no time. They laughed and went to buy a lot of wine, and squatted on the roadside to drink together.
Zheng Jicue was in a good mood as he listened to Luo Ming bragging to them. Before he knew it, more than a dozen people had gathered. People passing by couldn't help but take a few more glances at them. Although this group of people squatting on the side of the road looked uncouth, if they hadn't been dressed decently and hadn't caused any trouble, they would probably have been called to the police on the spot.
There was also a very familiar-looking person squatting on the street smoking with them.
After drinking a few glasses of wine, Luo Ming started to lose his manners and stared at people very offensively, almost sticking his head in their faces.
The other person smiled at him, and he turned around and went back to Zheng Jicue, muttering to him, "Fuck, isn't this Cheng Zeyu? Wearing sunglasses here late at night to show off, he's just so-so." Then he pointed at the big screen opposite and said, "Not as good as your little lover."
Zheng Jicue could tell that he had drunk quite a bit.
But I still managed to explain: "He is not my lover."
"Oh... then who is he to you? Why do you keep looking at him?"
"I'm looking at my cash cow."
Luo Ming: “?”
"Isn't that Xie Qi's cash cow?"
Zheng Jicue was really drunk. He only drank a few cans of beer and dared to brag that Cen Yuan was his cash cow.
Cheng Zeyu, who had been paying attention to the two of them, only heard a few words with his ears perked up. Combining what Luo Ming said with his gesture of pointing at the big screen, he felt unhappy.
Luo Ming was still chattering with Zheng Jicue, but Zheng Jicue was suddenly burned by the cigarette. Luo Ming laughed at him, but Zheng Jicue put out the cigarette on a beer can, then stood up and walked aside.
Luo Ming looked at him blankly, but didn't get up and moved a few steps to his side.
Zheng Jicue pursed his lips and took a few steps to the side to prevent Luo Ming from getting close.
Luo Ming: "What's wrong?"
It didn't look like she was angry because he laughed at her.
Zheng Ji Jue was very aloof. He didn't say a word and just stared straight ahead, ignoring Luo Ming. He even turned slightly to the side and took a few steps away from Luo Ming, pretending that Luo Ming was not talking to him.
This left Luo Ming confused.
"Are you out of your mind again?"
Seeing that Zheng Jicue was still pretending to be a cool guy, no one paid any attention to him.
Luo Ming didn't tolerate him, nor did he stand up and move a few steps forward. He looked very funny. The people who were smoking and drinking together laughed, and then, as if they were infected, they also followed Luo Ming's example and moved over.
Zheng Jijue: ...nerve
Cheng Zeyu: Crazy!
Cheng Zeyu lowered the brim of his hat and slipped away.
Zheng Jicue wanted to run but didn't want to. Because Luo Ming's stupid behavior attracted the attention of the people on the opposite side, his face became even more tense.
Zheng Ji Jue didn't relax until the person opposite got into the car and left. Luo Ming then moved closer to his leg and nudged him with his elbow.
"Dude, what's wrong with you? Are you drunk and retarded?"
Zheng Jijue looked down at him and said word by word, "You are the mentally retarded one."
After hearing this, Luo Ming was about to hug his legs and cry. Zheng Jicue quickly took two steps back, and Luo Ming was deeply shocked.
Zheng Jijue: "I don't think we can do this."
Luo Ming: "How is this?"
Zheng Jijue: "You act like a gangster. No girl will like you."
"But I have a girlfriend and you don't. That's not right!" Luo Ming suddenly realized: "Was there a girl you like just now?"
He looked around. This was a busy place with many people and beautiful women, and everyone looked suspicious.
Zheng Ji Jue thought for a moment and said, "No, I just don't want to be a gangster with you."
Luo Ming: Nervous...
Luo Ming stood up, moved closer to him, and asked quietly, "Do you like men or women?"
Zheng Jijue: "I don't know, it should be a female, right?"
Luo Ming: "Should?"
Zheng Ji Jue nodded.
Luo Ming: "Who is the woman you've had the most contact with recently?"
He guessed that Zheng Jicue would talk about the beautiful sister just now, and then he could directly rule out the possibility that what Zheng Jicue said was unreliable.
Zheng Jijue: "My sister-in-law."
Luo Ming's eyes widened: "Who?"
The beautiful sister who just came out of the bar and wanted to see if the handsome boy was there: "????"
No wonder he looks so unhappy, it's because he fell in love with someone he shouldn't have! !
The beautiful sister turned and left.
Tsk, what a pity, that face is really good, the figure is good, then everything should be good. But she can accept poverty alleviation, but not support unfaithful men.
Two years ago, he had heard the rumor that Zheng Jicue liked his brother's woman. Luo Ming had never seen his brother, let alone his brother's woman, so he never took it seriously.
Unexpectedly, when he heard him say this in person today, Luo Ming felt his head buzzing.
What is going on...
No wonder he doesn't want to go out after returning home, and looks depressed when he comes out.
He patted Zheng Jicue's shoulder and was about to say that it was not easy for him either, and wanted to persuade him to find someone else to like.
Then Zheng Jijue said, "My family arranged a blind date for me today."
"Today? When?"
"I felt something was wrong, so I went home and found out that it was my brother who brought my sister-in-law home without telling me."
Zheng Ji Jue smiled easily, and Luo Ming felt that he was pretending to be strong.
He guessed that the cause of the incident was that Zheng Jicue didn't know that she was his brother's girlfriend and fell in love with her, so his brother brought her home today.
With this thought in mind, he looked at Zheng Jicue with an increasingly serious expression.
Zheng Jijue knew he was making up a mess of stories again, so he didn't explain. He just said, "Not only did he bring her home, he also said they had already obtained the marriage certificate."
Luo Ming's eyes almost popped out of their sockets.
Those who had been listening to them talk openly were also shocked by the explosiveness of the news.
But it didn't shock the two of them.
The car that picked up Cen Yuan and Xie Qi turned here and passed by Zheng Jicue.
With their good hearing, they had already heard all the gossip here clearly.
Xie Qi glanced at him and asked, "Do you think he likes his sister-in-law?"
Cen Yuan had already reclined the back seat and turned to reveal the face Zheng Jijue had been staring at again and again. He said, "What does it matter whether he likes me or not? It's more likely that he likes me than his sister-in-law, right?"
There was a strong sense of weariness in his tone.
Xie Qi didn't deny it: "He really likes your face."
The car gradually drove away, and the conversation between Zheng Jichou and Luo Ming could still be heard faintly.
Zheng Jijue: "They liked her very much, and I felt like I was excluded from this family again, so I made a scene at home."
After hearing this, Luo Ming felt that he was even more pitiful. His father and mother didn't love him, and the woman he liked became his sister-in-law.
Luo Ming: "Brother, are you really just making a scene? There are so many women in this world, you don't have to..."
Zheng Jijue: "I didn't say I like her."
Luo Ming naturally didn't believe it.
Zheng Jijue: "She's not as pretty as Cen Yuan."
Luo Ming and his unfamiliar friends all had expressions that said, "Brothers, don't force yourselves."
"Cen Yuan is not a woman."
"Cen Yuan is a woman, and she is also Xie Qi's cash cow."
"I was wondering why you kept staring at the big screen. Turns out you were hypnotizing yourself."
Only Xie Qi said, "Between you and his sister-in-law, he will definitely choose you."
Cen Yuan closed his eyes, and his eyelashes did not tremble at all.
Xie Qi: "He wants you to be his cash cow."
Cen Yuan fell into a deep sleep.
That night, Zheng Jichou and his friends were drinking and chatting with their new friends on Xiqiao Road until the early morning. During this time, the beautiful sister went back and asked if they could get a room for them to have a good rest, but was rejected.
The beautiful sister asked the people in the bar to pay attention to this place and left regretfully.
Finally, the crowds thinned out and Xiqiao Road became quiet.
The street lights and the big screen in Xiqiao Square illuminate this world that has returned to peace.
I was almost sober and it was almost dawn.
Even though we were new friends, we had a bit of a tacit understanding after drinking together. After we sobered up, we started filling the beer cans with plastic bags.
Seeing that Zheng Jicue was addicted to the money tree, he suggested taking a check-in photo together.
Zheng Jijue wanted to refuse, after all, if the news got out, he would be embarrassed to face people. But before he could refuse, the group of people, Jia Luoming, pulled him over and called him "cash cow," and filmed Zheng Jijue's reluctant expression along with Cen Yuan.
When they finished taking the photos and were about to go home, everyone was dumbfounded.
You can smell alcohol on his lips, so he definitely can't drive.
And since they started drinking here, policemen passed by from time to time, and Luo Ming was arrested and had his ID card checked.
Zheng Jicue thought that he was checked because he had yellow hair and was squatting on the roadside smoking and drinking, which made him look like a gangster.
Luo Ming was not convinced. It was obvious that the first person squatting on the roadside smoking was Zheng Jicue. He was tall and strong, so why didn't the police check him?
There are many bars and restaurants nearby, and this is an area where traffic police focus on checking vehicles. In the end, we had to call a designated driver to take these people away one by one.
Zheng Jijue threw a pile of bottles and jars into the car, turned around and found Luo Ming and the designated driver looking at him with indescribable expressions.
"You go back first."
"What else are you going to do?"
"Sell this car first."
Luo Ming, designated driver: "..."
What's going on in the middle of the night? The scrap dealer must be scared to death by him!
Unable to persuade Zheng Ji Jue, they could only let another designated driver drive Luo Ming's car and follow behind. Luo Ming and Zheng Ji Jue squeezed in a pile of junk and went to find a scrap collector.
The scrap yard owner weighed them while yawning, without a trace of resentment, obviously he was used to it.
Watching Zheng Jicue put the fifteen yuan he had earned into his wallet, Luo Ming felt very uneasy.
After getting back on the road, he was stopped by the traffic police as expected.
The traffic police smelled a strong smell of alcohol in the car and let them go only after confirming that they were not driving under the influence.
At this time, it was already dawn.
Zheng Jijue stopped making trouble, but Luo Ming felt uncomfortable. That was until he felt his clothes were damp, and he touched and smelled them.
Suddenly, something went wrong in my head.
Zheng Jijue saw him suddenly take off his clothes and moved towards the car door.
The designated driver tried hard to maintain his professionalism. Even if these two people were mentally ill gays and wanted to do this and that in the car, he would hold back and be determined to keep his eyes firm and not glance around.
After taking off his shirt, Luo Ming still felt uncomfortable. The smell of alcohol in the car was too strong and he felt like he couldn't breathe.
So he rolled down the car window.
The cold wind in the early morning blew into the car.
As the car owner, Zheng Jichou rolled up the window.
Luo Ming wants to surrender.
Zheng Ji Jue rose again and then locked it.
The designated driver secretly laughed at the childish rivalry between the two men.
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