one night love

Lin Zifeng stood in the alley that exuded a hot stench and was covered with sticky white sewage, resisting the discomfort in his stomach, bent down and patted the drunk man half lying on the ground in front of him.

"This..." He hesitated for a long time, "Sir?"

The man in front of him hummed twice and looked up at him.

The alley was pitch-black, and the facial features could not be seen clearly, only a slender young man could be vaguely recognized.

Probably because he was too drunk, the sound he hummed was a bit hoarse, like rubbing wood with sandpaper, which was really not very pleasant.

Lin Zifeng shook his head, thinking it's better not to meddle in other people's business.

He took a few steps back, and just as he was about to turn his head and leave, he heard the man making weak intermittent groans, as if in pain, and felt a little unbearable inexplicably.Thinking about how to say it is still a living thing, if you don't vomit well and accidentally choke yourself to death, it will be a crime.

So he turned back and stretched out his hand to push him.

"Hey, are you okay?"

"what?"

The man raised his eyelids, looked at him twice, and struggled to get up.

The wine bottle held in his arms fell in response to the sound, and Gu Lulu rolled out a long way and stopped by the street lamp.

Lin Zifeng glanced through the light, and there was something Erguotou vaguely printed on it.

really speechless...

"I said are you okay?" He raised his voice and asked word by word.

"I..." The man staggered up, his feet went limp and he threw himself forward, and just happened to fall into his arms, "I'm fine... vomit-vomit-!"

He spit out his chest painfully.

I go……

Lin Zifeng turned his head away, grabbed the man's hair tightly, and pulled it out desperately.

The air is hot, the chest is hot, the stomach is hot...

In the end, smelling the sour smell coming towards him, Lin Zifeng also vomited heartily.

The encounter between Lin Zifeng and Fang Yue was really not very happy.

"At that time, I shouldn't care about you," Lin Zifeng said to Fang Yue later, lying on Fang Yue's lap.

"Duplicity," Fang Yue replied with a smile.