Siheyuan: I live next door to Xu Damao, my last name is Cao

Cao Wei returned home, and as soon as he stepped over the threshold, Yu Li hurriedly came to greet him.

Her eyes were full of worry. She stared at Cao Wei and asked anxiously, "What does Xu Damao want from you? Seeing his mysterious look, I feel uneasy."

Cao Wei frowned, his face full of confusion. He pulled Yu Li back to the table and sat down.

As he recalled the conversation with Xu Damao, he frowned even more and said in confusion, "I don't know what he is up to. He told me to go to the bathroom around 10 or 11 pm, and that he was going to do something big, and I would know then. What do you think this is? It's so mysterious and confusing."

When Yu Li heard this, her brows instantly furrowed, and the worry in her eyes became more and more intense, just like the sky covered with dark clouds.

She said worriedly, "I don't think this is that simple. Didn't you say Xu Damao is a bad person? He is always scheming and has a lot of bad intentions. You can't let him trick you. You shouldn't have agreed to him. If he wants to drag you into doing something bad, we can't get involved. If something goes wrong, our peaceful life will be over."

Cao Wei shrugged helplessly, spread his hands and said, "I didn't want to agree to it, but you didn't see how he looked at that time. His expression was as if he really had something earth-shattering to do. And I just went out to the toilet, what could go wrong? If there was really something wrong, I would turn around and leave as if nothing had happened. How could he force me to stay? What could he do to me?"

Yu Li was still worried. She held Cao Wei's hand tightly, exerting a little force, and spoke anxiously, speeding up unconsciously: "Don't think this is too simple. Xu Damao might be up to something bad. If you are really involved in something bad, how are we going to live in the future? Don't be impulsive, you must stay calm."

Cao Wei sensed Yu Li's worry, and he gently patted her hand, trying to comfort her: "Wife, don't worry, I know what's going on. I'm not a child, I won't be easily tricked and fall into trouble. I'm just going to check the situation, if I find anything wrong, I will definitely not get involved, you can rest assured."

Yu Li looked at Cao Wei and knew that he had made a decision. She sighed helplessly, "Then you must be careful when the time comes. If anything goes wrong, come back quickly. We can't bring unnecessary trouble to ourselves because of his affairs. Our current life is hard-earned."

Cao Wei nodded and said firmly, "I know. Don't worry about it. Let's eat quickly. The food is getting cold."

After Xu Damao left Cao Wei's house, he hummed that tuneless little tune and staggered towards Sha Zhu's house.

His back looked particularly strange in the moonlight, like a wandering ghost.

The moonlight shone on him, casting a long shadow that twisted on the ground with his steps, as if telling some ominous omen.

When we returned to Sha Zhu's house, the room was still bustling with activity. The strong smell of alcohol almost turned into substance, like a surging tide, almost drowning people.

The noisy voices, laughter, and clinking of glasses intertwined together to create a seemingly joyful picture.

As soon as Xu Damao stepped into the room, he couldn't wait to open his voice and shout: "Wine is coming, wine is coming! Everyone, let's continue to drink happily!"

His high-pitched and resonant voice was like a sharp sword piercing through the already noisy room, seeming particularly abrupt and loud.

At this moment, he seemed to be driven by an invisible force, emitting irrepressible excitement and enthusiasm, like a blazing flame, instantly igniting the passion of everyone present.

When everyone heard Xu Damao's shout, they immediately burst into even more enthusiastic cheers.

The cheers that rose and fell were like surging waves, one higher than the other, echoing back and forth in this not-so-spacious room. The huge sound waves hit people's eardrums, making their ears buzz.

However, in this joyous and lively atmosphere where everyone was a little bleary-eyed, no one noticed the barely perceptible sneer that quietly emerged at the corner of Xu Damao's mouth.

That sneer was like a poisonous snake hidden in the depths of darkness, quietly extending its cold and deadly fangs.

Although the surroundings were as hot as fire, the sneer revealed a creepy and gloomy atmosphere, casting a faint shadow on the entire cheerful scene.

At this moment, the fine wine in the glass was like an endless, surging torrent, constantly flowing among everyone.

Every time the ball is passed, it is accompanied by laughter and loud shouts, as if this invisible river carries everyone's joy, marching forward all the way and never stopping.

Laughter and joy never stopped. Various voices, some high, some low, some crisp, some hoarse, intertwined and blended with each other, creating a unique picture that was noisy and chaotic, but full of joy and warmth.

Looking at everyone present, their faces were all flushed with a charming blush due to the effect of alcohol, and their eyes were flashing with a hazy drunken light.

At this moment, they were completely immersed in this lively party, enjoying this rare happy time.

Yan Bugui was not a person who could drink alcohol to begin with, and under the strong attack of alcohol, he finally couldn't hold on any longer.

His face turned red, veins bulged on his forehead, and his eyes were hazy, as if shrouded in a thick fog. His vision was completely unable to focus, and his originally lively eyeballs became dull and lifeless, like two lifeless glass beads embedded in his eye sockets.

He opened his mouth to speak, but the words that came out were unclear and he mumbled something that no one could understand.

Those words seemed to come from the ethereal sound of the sky, vague and disorganized, making it difficult to understand.

He tried to open his mouth wide, trying to make his pronunciation clearer, and stammered, "I...I really can't do it. This wine is too...too strong!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he collapsed on the table like a deflated ball, and his head hit the table heavily with a dull "bang".

Then, his body completely relaxed, and he lay there motionless like a puddle of boneless mud, having fallen into a deep sleep.

At the moment he fell down, the dishes and chopsticks around him were knocked to the ground with a crackling sound. The crisp sounds produced by the close contact of these tableware with the ground seemed extremely abrupt and harsh in the noisy atmosphere.

However, this kind of noise only lasted for a short moment and was soon drowned out by the laughter of the people around.

When everyone saw Yan Bugui in such an embarrassed state, they all burst into laughter, with a hint of teasing and mockery in their laughter.

But they did not stop drinking because of Yan Bugui's sudden fall. The lively banquet was still going on happily, and no one seemed to care about the poor guy who was already drunk and unconscious.

Yi Zhonghai and Liu Haizhong are both not young anymore, and at this moment they are gradually becoming a little dizzy due to the alcohol.

Time is merciless. As they age, their bodies' ability to break down alcohol is no longer as good as before.

I saw them supporting each other, their steps seemed light, as if they were walking on a pile of cotton. Every small step they took was so difficult and unstable, swaying from side to side, as if they would fall to the ground in the next second.

However, even so, they still grumbled stubbornly: "We are so happy today, how can we not have a few more drinks!"

These words came out of their mouths with the stubbornness and bravado that is unique to drunken people.

But not long after, Yi Zhonghai suddenly felt that the whole world began to spin, and the originally clear scene in front of him suddenly became blurred.

He subconsciously wanted to shake his body to keep his balance, but the strong drunkenness that surged like a tide did not allow him to do so.

There was a dull "thump" sound, and Yi Zhonghai fell straight onto the chair behind him.

Due to inertia, his body suddenly leaned back. The poor chair could not bear such weight, and it immediately made a creaking sound, as if telling people that it could not bear the weight and was in great pain.

Liu Haizhong, who was standing by, saw this scene and was about to laugh at Yi Zhonghai, but he found that his situation was not much better.

At this moment, he felt as if his head was filled with a heavy lead block, so heavy that his body gradually lost control of his brain and was about to fall...

He also lay down on the table with his face pressed against it, muttering some unclear words. Those words sounded like mumbling, floating in the air.

Sha Zhu was already drunk and staggering, his eyes revealing a kind of blurred happiness, which was the indulgence brought by alcohol. He pulled the person who was still struggling beside him and said vaguely: "Come... Come, drink more..."

His words were shattered by the alcohol, like a candle in the wind, flickering, but the enthusiasm could still be strongly felt from his drunken tone, it was a persistence in joy, and an intoxication with the atmosphere of the party at this moment.

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