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On Friday evening, Jiang Jiang invited Zhen Yi to go clubbing and incidentally celebrate Si Gui hooking up with Bian Qian.

When Zhen Yi received the call, she was asking Yange to understand the organ donors in the hospital, put down the phone, and asked casually: "Want to go with me at night?"

He hummed abruptly.

Zhen Yi didn't expect him to agree, but instead his eyes widened, a little frightened: "Go to the bar."

He raised his eyes lightly and said, "My ears are fine."

Facts have proved that it is extremely wrong to take a speech to the bar.

The lights flash, the dance music is ambiguous, and the men and women are high respectively.

Words sat comfortably in the corner, with a glass of water in front of him.

He seemed very calm, and he didn't realize that his static aura and the noisy bar would not match.

Zhen Yi was drinking cocktails and chatting with her friends for a while. Talking and chatting, her eyes moved to Yang Zi's chest. She was wearing very little today, a thin low-cut suspenders.

Yang Zi's chest did not attract the attention of fellow men, but Zhen Yi stared straight.

She said: "Look at? Look at yourself."

"My look is not good." Zhen Yi narrowed her mouth. "I've been so busy lately that has caused me to squeeze all my hands, and my chest is getting smaller and smaller."

"..."

What she thought, she smiled again, "It doesn't matter, wait for me and words, he will rub me up every day, he will get bigger and bigger."

Jiang Jiang:"……"

Yang Zi: "..."

Si Gui: "..."

Bian Qian: "..."

Everyone drifted their gazes quietly, and spoke indifferently, drinking water. It is estimated that they would be immune to Zhen Yi's heavy mouth.

Zhen Yi tilted her head proudly, and in a blink of an eye, she saw four familiar figures: Huai Ru, Huai Sheng, Xu Qiao, and Xu Qian.

She was surprised that Huai Sheng appeared to be understandable, but Xu Qiao was very weak and Xu Qian was still in hospital.

She immediately called Xu Qiao and Xu Qian's doctors, Xu Qiao's doctor said thank you; Xu Qian's doctor An Yao came immediately.

The Ecstasy bar was remodeled with Western games.

There is a huge red fake cow in the middle of the dance floor.

Someone sat up, the bartender pressed the switch, the cow swayed as if it were alive, and it wobbled up and down, back and forth, left and right, the man on the cow tightly grasped the cow rope, and the dog lay on his back, and soon fell off when the cow was dumped.

A boo.

The next challenge was Xu Qian.

Zhen Yi got up at once, she has heart disease can play this?

Huaisheng and Xu Qiao watched with anxiety again. After Xu Qian went up, the cow slammed again, but she twisted her body and made a few beautiful bullfighting movements, causing a cheer.

It looks fine.

But later, she lost her rhythm and was dumped.

Sorry for the sound.

She looked back at Huaisheng and they were shy and angry, kicking the cow fiercely.

Jiang Jiangdao: "There are games in the bar, who can win the award for the time of a dance song on the cow, iPadmini, I really want it. But I must be thrown off in one second."

"I'm going." Zhen Yi said. No matter where she is, she is the one responsible for winning the prize.

Yan raised his head: "Are you going to the game?"

"how?"

"Well, don't fall down."

"Look at me?" Zhen Yi rubbed the tip of her nose with her thumb. "Don't close your eyes and watch how your prospective girlfriend is bullying."

Zhen Yi went downstairs, ran to the cow, bent down, hugged it and kissed its nose exaggeratedly, and the crowd burst into a laugh of joy.

She raised her wrist, snapped her fingers at the DJ, and the music started.

In a beat-by-beat rhythm, her hands turned around the top of her head, her slender and slender body twirled around the cow, her waist swayed, and a **** swing dance, a white shirt, pencil pants, high heels, and a thin body like a wave , Flexible and smart.

She jumped to the side of the court, leaned back, grabbed her slim fingers, grabbed the cowboy hat from the bartender, and put it on her head, suddenly boyish and courageous.

Still twisting the body at random with the rhythm of the music, sexy, graceful, cool.

She swayed to the front of the cow, grabbed the hem of the shirt and pulled gently, lifting halfway to make a beautiful knot, revealing a flat and **** belly, and the lines lining the hips became more and more uplifted.

As she stepped up, the cow quickly jiggled. But the bullfighting girl is easy to handle, raising the cattle rope in one hand, and raising the "bullwhip" in one hand, leveraging the strength, the waist is twisted at random with the rhythm, and the cattle is taming bravely.

The sound of applause was higher and higher, and the atmosphere on the spot reached a high point.

Yang Zi looked at Zhen Yi, who had all his eyes on the center of the venue, wondering why everyone would like such a "scratch gesture".

As in middle school, Zhen Yi is a complete bad girl.

She was a little sour in heart, she would not dance like this, there was no aura that was **** and handsome when she smiled, and she didn't have the confidence to put all her eyes in her palm.

Who said that if there is a chance, every woman wants to be a bad woman.

Yang Zi quickly dismissed this thought and turned his head to see Yan Gezhen quietly watching Zhen Yi playing on the back of the cow. The lights in the bar are ambiguous and warm, but his profile is light and peaceful, his eyes are deep, and there is a hint of timelessness that is imperceptible.

The atmosphere in the bar was soaring for a while, and pressing on Yang Zi's chest made her panic.

Over the years, she has never been able to understand why a person like Zhen Yi, who is so mad and indifferent, always has such a fatal attraction for men, always letting them look away.

She suddenly remembered that when she was in the first year of high school, she went to Nanchong autumn tour. Everyone walked on a wooden suspension bridge that was hundreds of meters long. The boys were naughty and shook the long bridge violently. The swing was as old as the swing.

The girls were frightened by the chain and screamed. Zhen Yi went up and kicked the troubled male student into Repulse Bay.

The boys screamed, but none really hated her.

It was also that time, they were holding bamboo poles to draw bamboo rows, and the reed flowers in Repulse Bay bloomed like clouds, like cotton candy.

The students fought in water battles, and laughter followed each other.

She has always been Shu Jing, drawing slowly at the most extension, without participating. The same is true of the words, and it is like doing an experiment seriously.

When she wanted to say hello to the seniors, Zhen Yi slipped smoke from the periphery of the pond across countless bamboo rafts, jumped onto the Yanzhu bamboo raft, and hugged his neck from behind, folding his straight waist rod bend.

The bamboo row swayed violently, and the words almost fell into the water. His face was very clean, and there was no unhappy emotion. He pulled Zhen Yi off his back and told her to stand up and say something to her.

Zhen Yi giggled, backed her hands obediently, and nodded properly, like a trained child.

But the next second, she slammed her mouth, grieved, and stepped back pitifully, and "accidentally" plunged into the water.

Words dropped the penny, and ran reflexively to pull her.

"Boom" there was a loud noise, like a bomb dropped in the pond, splashes of water, wet words from head to toe.

The stream slipped along the hair from the delicate face of the teenager. He still held the posture to pull her, standing on the bamboo row, stunned and unbelievable.

In the water, Zhen Yi pointed to the dumbfounded words and laughed: "It's stupid, I was cheated again! Haha!"

The clear pool of water is aligned with Zhen Yi's chest, and she is standing in the water, the sun shining around, like broken glass. She laughed: "Words, come down to play, very cool."

Of course, the words will not go on.

But the other boys all yelled and started running on the bamboo raft, diving in various exotic poses, splashing water, groups of like ducks, like dumplings, and even girls participated.

Everyone jumped into the water to fight.

Can't say anything, picking up the long penny and going away.

Zhen Yi shouted: "Who helped me get the words into the water!"

Before the words fell, everyone should agree: "I! I! I! ..."

The students swam from all directions to shake his bamboo raft. Zhen Yi passed by, grabbed Yan's feet, pulled it hard, and suddenly dragged him into the water.

The speech was soaked, but Zhen Yi came to his back again, and the puppy rubbed his wet black hair like a giggle.

At that time, she was like a monkey. As long as she was given the opportunity to hold her speech, she would not let go, and the five horses did not want to pull her off.

That autumn tour, played in Nanchong for two days and one night.

After that, they became male and female friends.

Yang Zi looked back. In front of him, the crazy bullfight had been tamed by the handsome girl.

The song is over.

Zhen Yi blew a clear whistle, raised his wrist and flicked, and the cowboy hat flew into the crowd, looting.

She jumped off the cow's back neatly, patting everyone's outstretched palm all the way and running up the steps in the joyful shouts of everyone.

Yange was standing there, her eyes pale, following her as she came closer.

She looked at him with a smile and greeted him. When he stood in front of him, he tilted his head and said ambiguously, "Is it pretty?"

He lowered his eyes, quietly watching her radiant face due to exercise and excitement, and his breath was unstable.

She took another step forward, her body already attached to him, and looked up: "Is it sexy?"

He said nothing, but nodded extremely lightly.

She slowly tipped her toes, and the shirt rubbed against his shirt slightly, upward. She almost touched his lips: "You, don't you want to kiss me?"

Under the dim light, her eyes were shining brightly, like living stars.

He adjusted his breath quietly, but this time, he dared not nod.

"Then I'm your default." She said softly, her hands unconsciously climbed onto his neck and hugged.

Her fingertips touched the roots of his hair and itched into her heart; she stood on tiptoe, looking at him through ambiguous lights and music. Close to his lips little by little.

She could feel it, and he seemed to be tense, his nose lightly touching her lips.

She vaguely remembered the taste between his lips and teeth, green and clear, and the man's body shivered deeply.

She seemed to be drunk, and she was about to close her eyes in the dim, gravity struck her, and she was pushed back to the ground by a pair of powerful hands.

Yan held her shoulder with restrained expression.

He said nothing and passed her by.

Zhen Yi froze for a second, his heart suddenly emptied, turned back to chase, and grabbed his cuff.

When he turned around, she had a mouthful, and her throat hurt, and she was wrapped in sadness like tide.

"Speech, don't you like me like this, do you?"

Time seemed to go back to the eve of being separated from him 8 years ago, to do what she liked, and what he liked.

She smiled slightly, but her voice trembled: "You don't like everything I do tonight, do you?"

The expression was somewhat stunned, and he turned sideways and shook his head gently: "No."

Having finished speaking, seeing her grievances, he could not help but bow his head close to the ground:

"Zhen Yi, I think, you, like this, are fine. This is you, you can't be learned by others. You don't have to worry about anything, you don't need to change anything, just be yourself, it's fine. . "

Zhen Yi was stunned and didn't quite believe that he said this. For a long time, she thought he was speechless to her, thinking that he worked hard to silently endure a series of strange crazy actions of hers.

"I don't have to go, don't get me wrong." He explained patiently, warm palms gently covering her hand on the cuff, and held it before slowly flicking away, pointing in the other direction, "An Yao's side Something went wrong. "

Zhen Yi froze, looking back.

Over there, Xu Qian pushed An Yao into the wall impatiently.

Zhen Yi packed her mood, and Yange went to find An Yao before she reached her, and a scream of panic suddenly broke out in the bar.

When the crowd ran away, Xu Qian fell to the ground, vomiting, twitching, and cramping her stomach, like a snake being cramped.

Bleeding blood gushed out of her mouth, her eyes widened in horror, and her hands covered her mouth, but blood continued to overflow from her fingertips.

Zhen Yi was shocked, thinking that this would only be seen on TV, thinking that people would not bleed like this.

The bar screamed constantly.

Si Gui immediately hit 120.

"The ambulance will arrive soon."

"Bring a blanket and a cold water bag!" An Yao squatted down, pulled Xu Qian's twisted body flat and opened her mouth to observe her mouth, looking back at Zhen Yi, "raise her lower limbs."

Zhen Yi quickly followed suit and found Xu Qian's legs cold.

An Yao took the blanket to wrap Xu Qian, put a cold water bag on the upper part of her left abdomen, and supported her head to the side, fearing that the blood she vomited would block the trachea.

The people around were chaotic. Only she calmed down and spoke slowly and forcefully:

"Xu Qian, don't be nervous, grab my hand, yes. It's okay, it's okay."

It is close to the hospital and the ambulance arrived in less than two minutes.

The medical staff carried Xu Qian onto the stretcher, and An Yao walked away quickly, and said quickly while walking:

"The amount of vomiting blood is about 300cc, the bright red is dark, mixed with blood clots; the smell of alcohol, no food; the patient is temporarily conscious; the pulse and blood pressure are reduced; the body temperature is lowered, the nail bed is gray, and the skin is

The people in the bar are still panicking,

Zhen Yi followed, sighing: "An Yao is so powerful."

"Well," said the expression lightly, "Xu Qian was not saved."

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