Chapter 188

What kind of experience is it to see the girl you like hugging and kissing others?

I didn't know in 2003, otherwise Chen Hansheng would be crazy @ Wang Zibo to answer this question.

Wang Zibo would probably say that at that moment, his head was blank, and the whole trachea seemed to be pressed down. It was very uncomfortable to block his throat and eyes. His heart was nervous "bang bang" at first, and then colic like being gouged out by a knife.

Wang Zibo couldn't help but open his mouth and took a hard breath into his lungs. The wine in his stomach was rolling, but he was still pretending to be strong: "how do I know where they're going to live?"

Chen Hansheng looked at Wang Zibo: "I guess he may have gone to the Internet cafe to play games all night, or to sing K."

Wang Zibo reluctantly smiled, which was more ugly than crying: "maybe."

At this time, Zhao Zheng and Huang Huizheng passed the window arm in arm. They didn't know that there was a sad man sitting in the taxi. In addition, they drank some wine and pecked mouth to mouth from time to time.

Wang Zibo forced himself to lower his head.

Chen Hansheng also carefully analyzed: "any kind is possible, but it is absolutely impossible to go to the hotel. What do a man and a woman do in the hotel without a computer? How can they play games all night..."

"Stop talking!"

Before Chen Hansheng finished, Wang Zibo suddenly angrily threw the flowers into the carriage, and the bright petals were scattered.

This is the first time Wang Zibo has made such a big fire in front of Chen Hansheng. Chen Hansheng also turned his head and looked out of the window in silence.

The driver's uncle moved his mouth. He wanted to say something, but he felt the 100 yuan note in his pocket and just endured it.

After Wang Zibo roared, he suddenly covered his mouth, quickly opened the door and vomited with a "wow" on the roadside, mixed with tears and snot.

Chen Hansheng was about to get out of the car to comfort. The driver uncle handed over a roll of paper from the front: "take it. I used to be young and understand this heartache."

"Thank you." Chen Hansheng thanked.

After getting off the bus, Chen Hansheng handed over the paper. Wang Zibo picked it up without saying a word. He looked up and saw Zhao Zheng and Huang Hui snuggle up to each other and gradually disappear on the road ahead.

1912 is still noisy, there are happy people in the street, but there are also a lot of crying. Wine can really paralyze people's nerves in a short time.

"Is there any smoke?"

Wang Zibo wiped his tears and suddenly asked.

Chen Hansheng took out his cigarette and lit it for Wang Zibo himself.

"Hoo... Hoo..."

Wang Zibo smoked and sat on the ground regardless of the clothes he had bought from lunch. When he spoke, his nasal voice was very heavy: "Xiao Chen, the world is not romantic. Enthusiasm is regarded as licking a dog."

Chen Hansheng sighed and patted Wang Zibo on the shoulder: "Zibo, your three views are very positive, but your facial features are not good. Love has never been licked. Both sides must have the characteristics of attracting each other."

Wang Zibo didn't understand: "don't I have an advantage?"

"Yes, and a lot."

Chen Hansheng flicked the cigarette ash and said, "it's just that you didn't show it correctly, or that your advantages are something Huang Hui doesn't like. I warned you to change quickly. Unfortunately, you are stubborn, and Huang Hui is deliberately hanging you."

"You said so much that you didn't lick the dog like me in the early years."

Wang Zibo said dully, "when you chased the little fish in the past, you pretended to ask for advice with exercises after class. You thought we didn't understand. It's really funny!"

He finished his speech like a vent of anger, threw his cigarette butt heavily to the ground, and rolled his cigarette butt with Mars for a long time before he stopped.

Chen Hansheng looked up at the sky. There was no floating cloud in the blue sky. He said slowly, "do you really think the little fish has no feelings for me?"

Wang Zibo was stunned.

"I really pretended to ask for my homework."

Chen Hansheng's tone was quiet: "but have you ever thought about why little fish didn't go out to play immediately at recess, but deliberately waited in his seat for a while."

This sentence is like a bolt from the blue. It just hit Wang Zibo's heart. It's less than two years since high school. Those memories are still very clear.

"No wonder little fish likes to stay in her seat for two minutes after class."

Wang Zibo suddenly became enlightened: "it turned out that she was waiting for you... No, then why did she refuse you later?"

"Because at that time, no one thought it was like."

Chen Hansheng smiled: "I also realized later. In fact, I didn't seriously chase little fish. This relationship happened in a muddle, which shows that there has been an emotional foundation for a long time."

"You accept the occurrence of confusion?"

Wang Zibo asked.

"Otherwise, the little fish is so beautiful. Why don't I accept it?"

Chen Hansheng patted his ass and stood up: "let's go and have a drink."

Wang Zibo had this plan for a long time and immediately followed him on the bus.

Although the driver can't speak, he wants to express his ideas. The music radio on the car is playing Lin Zhixuan's single love song.

I can't catch love;

Always watch her slip away;

There are happy people everywhere in the world;

Why can't you count me in.

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Wang Zibo began to cry again. Tears fell silently along his dark cheeks. The neon lights outside the car were reflected in tears, glittering and translucent.

The driver uncle saw Wang Zibo crying and smiled proudly. Obviously, he thought his means were still good. Lovelorn people have to cry.

Chen Hansheng was very helpless: "shit, the driver's uncle plays a lot worse than hanging."

The two stopped at a crayfish stall in Xianning University Town. Chen Hansheng ordered a large basin of lobster and a whole box of beer. While drinking, they talked about the previous campus story.

Accompanied and told, Wang Zibo was in a much better mood.

At about 11:30, a box of wine was quickly drunk under the stimulation of spicy crayfish.

"Would you like another box?" Wang Zibo asked.

Chen Hansheng shook his head: "after talking so much just now, I suddenly thought of little fish. It's not far from Dongda. I'm going to see her."

"Will she come down to see you?"

Wang Zibo said drunk, "little fish is not an ordinary girl. They are arrogant."

"So you call their dormitory."

Chen Hansheng handed over his mobile phone: "just say I was drunk downstairs and my stomach acid came out."

"Fuck, let me cheat again."

Wang Zibo dissatisfied took the phone. They came to the downstairs of the girls in dongdaxianning campus. Wang Zibo picked up his mobile phone and dialed: "Hello, is that Xiao Rongyu?"

"Oh, wait a minute."

A girl on the phone shouted, "little fish, I'm looking for you."

After a while, Xiao Rongyu asked, "Hello, who?"

"Little fish, I'm wang Zibo."

"Zibo, what are you doing calling my dormitory?"

"That, that... That..."

Wang Zibo glanced at Chen Hansheng. He was still embarrassed to lie.

Chen Hansheng came over and shouted "Wow, wow" to the phone. He pretended to vomit. He patted Wang Zibo's big head and asked him to speak quickly.

"Well, Xiao Chen is downstairs. He vomited so much that he even cried

"Fuck, when did I cry? Don't choreograph me!"

Chen Hansheng kicked Wang Zibo with dissatisfaction. "

"It's more realistic. It's easier for small fish to come down."

Wang Zibo touched his ass and said that he participated in Chen Hansheng's deceptive story and even forgot his tragic experience, which is an alternative solution.

There were few people under the girls' dormitory late at night. Chen Hansheng couldn't help yawning while waiting. He thought that it was really slow for girls to change clothes and rubbed their eyes impatiently.

But this kneading is good. I didn't wash my hands after eating spicy crayfish just now, and all the smell went into my eyes.

"Lying trough!"

His eyes immediately hurt. Chen Hansheng was about to wipe them with a paper towel.

Suddenly, a man said, "I thought you would never cry?"

This is the little fish's voice. Chen Hansheng tries his best to open his stimulated tears and hazy eyes. The little fish stands on his side. She hands over a stack of paper towels. The expression on her face is very complex.

"What a perfect match."

Chen Hansheng didn't ask for the stack of paper towels directly. Suddenly, he pulled Xiao Rongyu into his arms, hugged her tightly and whispered in her ear: "if I don't really miss you, how can I be drunk and cry?"

He said, blinking mischievously with Wang Zibo behind him.

Smelly brother, learn!

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