In Bi Yue's eyes, these were just three drunk lunatics.
She didn't even feel a ripple in her heart about what Junhui said to her. Not only that, when she heard "no more", she understood what it meant to not want.
It no longer matters when Junhui found out she was pregnant.
But what made her angry was that she was told not to have the child. Who was he? What did she want to have anything to do with him?!
Just these three words "No more", stimulated Bi Yue so much that she didn't even want to say anything else and called the police directly.
After she called the police, she sat on the sofa and did not go out, waiting for the police to come and clean up. She heard Liu Dapeng accusing Junhui of being a good-for-nothing and saying that Junhui had changed when Chu Yifeng was not around.
I also heard Junhui finally retort, breathing heavily and saying:
"Liu Dapeng, stop talking to me about morality and ethics. Don't think I don't know. Isn't it just that Chu Yifeng withdrew his investment and asked for less money? Did he take ten less? Or twenty? I'm treating you like a grandson!"
"You fart!"
The clanging sounds and muffled groans sounded again as the conversation continued, but Bi Yue didn't even glance at them.
She was breathing heavily, very angry.
The door was knocked open for no apparent reason, and I was humiliated in front of everyone in the family. And then, for no apparent reason, at this late hour, I had to listen to three drunkards bickering over a confession and turning into a brotherly feud. What the hell!
He didn't see Bi Yue again until the police arrived and Junhui left.
When Junhui was leaving, he held the door frame of the Bi family for several minutes.
He seemed not to have heard Liu Liwei's explanation; nor did he seem to have heard Bi Tiegang's testimony that it was just a few kids playing around, nor did he hear Liu Yafang shouting for Bi Yue to come out into the yard to explain that it was a misunderstanding. He did not hear what anyone was saying to the police.
He knew that it was Bi Yue who called the police.
Junhui stared at the window and the door, hoping that Bi Yue would come out and look at him.
But it was not until they left that he woke up and followed the police with bruises on his face. Suddenly his shoulders shook and Junhui smiled.
Only after this uproar ended did he understand:
It turns out that you can’t move someone who doesn’t care about you. Your intentions are sincere, but you can’t control your own confession. It’s a disturbance and a psychopath.
Perhaps, some love can only be expressed with words and hidden in the years.
Liu Dapeng, who was standing behind Junhui, had only one sleeve left of his flowered shirt, and the other sleeve was thrown in the Bi family's yard. It would be more accurate to say that what he was wearing was a strip of cloth rather than a shirt.
Liu Dapeng didn't want to feel embarrassed for his own embarrassment, but when he saw Junhui, who was a few steps ahead, laughing, he felt depressed instantly.
Is that so? Just because of a woman.
Huizi, did he know it or not? After Chu Yifeng found out, the friendship between them, which had lasted for more than 20 years, was over.
When Liu Dapeng thought of himself, for some reason, he could understand Junhui a little bit at this moment. He didn't think it was necessary just now, but when he thought about Xia Hailan, it was really necessary.
Liu Liwei couldn't make sense of the policeman's argument. He slapped himself on the forehead and shouted anxiously:
"You're taking us away? Think it over carefully." He turned around and pointed at the black car that was moving as slowly as a snail behind him.
"Look at the license plate, okay? Holy shit!"
Liu Liwei was even more anxious because Junhui and Liu Dapeng behind him didn't say anything, as if they were about to admit defeat.
…
In the Bi family's courtyard, "Oh!" Bi Tiegang was so angry that he squatted at the gate.
When Liu Yafang saw Bi Yue finally come out, she trotted over and followed her daughter all the way and asked:
"How can you call the police? Which of those three guys don't you know? You can't call the police because of no one. Besides, Junhui just bought some wine for your father. Even if he didn't do anything, he worked hard. What's the point of your mouth? Can't you just shout and ask them to stop beating you?"
Bi Yue was about to close the door, interrupting Liu Yafang who was following her all the way:
"If I can just shout a few times, why do we need the police? I want to sleep. Do you want to sleep with me or not?"
"You?" Liu Yafang breathed a sigh of relief. Thinking of Bi Yue's body, she waved her hand in disdain: "You go to sleep."
Bi Yue closed the door, but could still hear Liu Yafang complaining:
"What kind of kid is this? He even called the police home." Then her mother vented her anger on her two younger brothers:
"Go to sleep! What are you doing here with your bare chest? Day after day, ah, in just half a night, my throat is about to smoke. Sooner or later, you guys will torture me to death."
…
A little after four in the morning, in front of the police station.
Liu Dapeng turned his head to look at the road on the left, Junhui looked to the right, and between them stood Liu Liwei, rubbing his face with his hands.
It was like a straight line between three points, and no one spoke.
When they were in school, they had money to spend together;
In the past, they would squat in the toilet, holding the cigarettes that Chu Yifeng had stolen from his father, passing them around one by one. They felt pretty cool when they learned to smoke their first cigarette.
In the past, they fought shoulder to shoulder with others in group fights. Later, some went to school, some joined the army, and they agreed to keep in touch no matter what. They did it, just because they cared about each other.
I always feel that this kind of friendship is very simple, with only a few close friends. Compared to the current indifferent interactions with everyone, it seems priceless.
We agreed to always have a tacit understanding and be brothers forever. But now?
Liu Dapeng and Junhui paused for a moment at the same time, then left in different directions.
Liu Liwei stood there, he looked up at the sky, it was dawn.
Hey guys, are you all drunk? Are you all drunk?
Junhui was beaten up like this and came home. It was obvious how scared his mother was. Even his father frowned and asked, "Who did this?"
Junhui wiped the dried blood from the corner of his mouth with his finger and said nonchalantly, "It's okay." Then he went upstairs, leaving his parents stunned.
When he heard his mother's footsteps behind him, he had to stop and stood at the door of his room. Just when he was about to say, "Mom, don't ask anything"...
Junhui's mother suddenly stepped forward, like the active hug Junhui gave her this time when he came back, and also like when Junhui was a child and never hit other children, she would hold him in her arms and coax him gently. She hugged her son's back, feeling sorry for him, and finally couldn't help crying:
"Xiaohui, Mom will definitely introduce you to someone better."
Junhui's eyes immediately turned red, but a smile appeared on his lips. No one knows a son better than his mother. He didn't say anything, so how well does his mother know him?
"Mom, it's okay. It's all over."
His mother immediately nodded with tears in her eyes: "Yes, yes. My son deserves the best. Go to sleep, everything will be fine after a good night's sleep."
…
Recommended: "Back to the 1980s." Gu Xiaobei returns to the 1980s. In that nostalgic time, she embraces her legitimate officer and lives a happy life as a military wife. (To be continued.)
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