As he spoke, he punched Chen Lu again, "So you, Zai Zhong, secretly helped Mo Yuqing."
"Back then, no matter how I looked at you, you just wouldn't accept it."
"And then..."
Jiang Chao recounted many past events, but couldn't recall anything coherent, and couldn't remember how the two of them became good brothers.
"It was probably after the first time we went to an internet cafe together for an all-nighter," Chen Lu said after thinking for a long time.
In fact, the two of them had long forgotten when their relationship became closer, and they had also forgotten the opportunity that led them to become father and son.
Most guys only remember the anniversary of meeting their girlfriends. As for their best buddies? They're not that close.
Of course, another reason is that a good brother won't get angry with you just because you forgot when you met him.
But none of that matters anymore.
At that moment, Jiang Chao suddenly pointed out the window.
"Do you remember this place? Li Sinian and I almost had a fight back then, and you got us into this internet cafe that very night."
He paused for a moment.
"Damn, why has it been turned into a foot massage parlor?!"
The way the two boys interacted was strange; the most direct example was that they drove around aimlessly until night.
The surrounding high-rise buildings were all lit up, and car headlights occasionally shone on Chen Lu's face, making him feel somewhat depressed.
Jiang Chao parked the car by the bridge, got out, looked at the river in front of him, lit a cigarette in the night, and a few scattered sparks fell.
He sighed deeply, "Alright, I have no more attachment to this car. I'll sell it in a while and we'll take a gamble. I won't regret trying it out with you."
Even if we don't make it big, when I'm old and look back, I'll just smile gently.
At least I tried, and I'm still with my best buddies.
Chen Lu tilted his head, looking at him as if he were an idiot, "Who told you to sell your car?"
Jiang Chao was so startled that he almost put the cigarette upside down and nearly shoved the reddish end into his mouth.
"Otherwise, where would the money come from?"
Chen Lu gripped the railing with both hands, letting the evening breeze tousle his hair, and said with a slight smile, "Since I'm here, I must have a way."
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