My CP sends sugar every day [ABO]

Seeing Lao Chen's dull expression, Duan Jiu thought he didn't hear clearly, so he repeated what he said.

This time, Old Chen seemed to understand. He took a sip of the wine in the glass and didn't utter a word immediately. It seems that he is excited, and he is still gesturing for a fist dance.

Although Duan Jiu didn't know how they danced in this small box.

Lao Chen didn't say nonsense, and Duan Jiu was not in a hurry, and added another glass of wine for himself.Wu Qianze had already given up on counting fish bones, instead she was lying on the table with her pillow on her arms as if falling asleep.

After waiting for 3 minutes, Lao Chen finally spoke.

He looked melancholy, and looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle. Of course, the sky could not be seen in the box, so he could only cast his eyes on the clock on the wall, and spoke with a sense of sadness.

"Small wine."

"Well, I'm here."

"Let me tell you," Old Chen seemed to think of something, his squinted eyes seemed to gather tears suddenly, "I was scared to death the day you had an accident!"

Old Chen's voice was choked up, and filled with deep sadness.

"You don't know how scared we all were when you fainted on Wu Qianze later."

Duan Jiu thought to himself, Lao Chen is still a very conscientious person, he was just fainted by the pain, he can't usually tell, Lao Chen is actually so emotional.

Just as Duan Jiu was thinking about whether to give birth to comfort, Lao Chen continued: "My mother, Wu Qianze almost didn't scare me to death when we rushed over!"

Then Lao Chen grabbed Duan Jiu's hand with one hand and wiped his tears with the other: "I was frightened to death by him that day!!! He looked at us like a butcher looks at a dead pig!! It feels like if he had a knife, he would probably cut us off!!"

Duan Jiu: "......"

Recalling what happened that night, the more Lao Chen thought about it, the more wronged he became, and the more he thought about it, the more afraid he became.

A big man who was nearly 40 years old actually started to cry silently while holding Duan Jiu's hand.

"It's okay, it's okay that you have nothing serious. Do you know Xiaojiu, Wu Qianze was the one who yelled when you had an accident. He yelled at us to call an ambulance that day, which shocked all of us present. .”

Duan Jiu patted him on the back, and took out a tissue for him.

"Thank you." Old Chen wiped away his tears with a tissue and sniffed his nose, "You are such a good person."

Duan Jiu, who was suddenly issued a good person card: "..."

Should he say thank you?

After that, Lao Chen didn't mention what happened that night. Instead, he started to cry with Duan Jiu while holding the wine bottle, saying that he had been suffering in the circle for so many years.

After Duan Jiu, from time to time echoed Lao Chen's words, but his eyes always glanced at Wu Qianze intentionally or unintentionally, lowered his eyes, and thought for a while from time to time.

They didn't go back to their respective homes until the small restaurant was proofreading.

As the only sober person present, Duan Jiu undertook the responsibility of sending the other four people home.

Rather than sending them home, it would be better to ask them their addresses one by one from the group of drunken people, and then stop a taxi and send them all back.

Although the other three people like to talk nonsense when they are drunk, or they like to play crazy, but they are surprisingly easy to deal with going home.

But Wu Qianze was different. Although he didn't talk much when he was drunk, he was calmer than usual, but Duan Jiu asked him for a long time, but he didn't say where his home was.

Autumn in the south is very short, not as hot as summer, nor as cold as winter.

Although the wind during the day is refreshing, the temperature drops suddenly at night, and the originally cool autumn wind also has a tormenting taste.

Duan Jiu and Wu Qianze were sitting in the same bus stop, Wu Qianze's dark eyes were shining brightly under the streetlight, and two blushes were on his cheeks, making him look stupid.

Wu Qianze just looked at Duan Jiu directly, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Duan Jiu looked back at the other party and said, "Where is your home address?"

Wu Qianze didn't speak, although his head was dizzy, but there was always a voice in his heart, this voice was telling him that Duan Jiu must not let Duan Jiu know his home address.

As for why...

Wu Qianze, who was drunk, didn't know either, but felt that this matter was extremely important, just like a state secret, as soon as the secret was leaked, he would immediately die without a place to bury him.

Duan Jiu saw that he was just staring at him without saying a word, and asked again: "Stop making trouble, be good, tell me where your home is."

It's like coaxing a child.

Wu Qianze seemed to be appeased by the word "good", and grinned at Duan Jiu: "Little brother, you look so good-looking."

Duan Jiu: "..."

I'm not asking you this.

Wu Qianze suddenly hugged Duan Jiu in a bear hug, smelling of alcohol all over his body, and the breath he exhaled scattered around Duan Jiu's ears, making him itchy.

Wu Qianze was a distance taller than Duan Jiu, and hugged Duan Jiu tightly, like a naive child getting a beloved toy.

Wu Qianze said: "I like you so much."

Duan Jiu looked at Wu Qianze, whose IQ was three years old after drinking, and patted Wu Qianze on the generous back helplessly: "I like you too."

dong dong dong-

I don't know whose heartbeat is particularly obvious.

Wu Qianze's eyes lit up instantly when he heard this sentence, he let go of Duan Jiu, and looked at the other party seriously: "Really!!!"

Duan Jiu looked into the starry eyes of the other party, and continued: "Of course it is true, all right, tell me where your home is."

Although Wu Qianze was in a state of drunkenness, it did not prevent him from being able to hear the obvious perfunctory meaning in Duan Jiu's tone.

Wu Qianze's excited mood suddenly collapsed, and he stopped smiling with drooping eyelashes. At first glance, he looked like a big dog that had lost hope, with drooping ears and drooping fluffy tail.

Seeing that Wu Qianze had stopped talking again, Duan Jiu felt a little anxious, after all, it was already past one in the morning, the night wind was biting, and one of them was too drunk to take care of himself.

This is the situation where the danger is most likely to occur.

But it's impossible for Duan Jiu to leave Wu Qianze alone on the street, it's actually a good choice to find a hotel to open a room before.

It's a pity that in the past few years, strict inspections have been carried out, and ID cards are required to check in.

A few of them just came out for a meal, not to mention Wu Qianze, even Duan Jiu himself would not bring his ID card.

Duan Jiu reached out and put both hands on Wu Qianze's cheeks, and patted him lightly, as if to wake him up.

Duan Jiu: "Alright, alright, since you don't want to go home, then go to my house to make do for the night."

Hearing this, Wu Qianze was obviously more emotional than before, and the big fluffy tail started to shake again.

Wu Qianze said a little stupidly: "Go to your house, really?"

Duan Jiu nodded: "Yes, kid, go back to my house."

Wu Qianze started laughing again: "Then am I your only child?"

When he said this, his dark eyes kept staring at Duan Jiu, and when he looked carefully, he could still see a trace of nervousness.

Duan Jiu didn't notice this, he still held the other person's face and said softly, "Yes, you are my only child."

Wu Qianze asked again: "Really? Are there no other children?"

Duan Jiu replied: "Really, I don't have any other children besides you."

Duan Jiu: "You are my only child."

Hearing Duan Jiu's affirmative answer, if Wu Qianze really had a tail, he would probably be able to shake it to the sky.

After deciding on the destination of the two of them, Duan Jiu hailed a car, opened the rear door, took Wu Qianze's hand and brought him into the car together.

After getting in the car, Duan Jiu reported his home address to the driver. During this time, Wu Qianze stuck to Duan Jiu's body like glue, reeking of alcohol and mumbling words.

"Wow, I'm so happy, I can go home with you."

"Are you a fairy? Why do you look so good-looking?"

"If I'm obedient, can Brother Immortal give me a kiss?"

"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooish."

Wu Qianze's thoughts never stopped from the moment he got in the car until he finally got off the car.

Duan Jiu was able to cope with a few words at first, but later he was so tired that he didn't even want to talk.

I don't know if it was his illusion, but he always felt that the driver was secretly watching them with the rearview mirror, and his expression was complicated.

Driver master: "..."

In the middle of the night, there are lonely men and widows, one of whom is still drunk.

Um......

The relationship between these two must be extraordinary!

After arriving home, Duan Jiu paid the money, and took Wu Qianze into the community, preparing to return to his small home.

The injury Duan Jiu suffered more than a month ago has not fully healed, and several drunk adults can still walk, otherwise he would not know who to call to help move.

Walking downstairs to the apartment, Duan Jiu had just opened the public lock of the building. Inside the door was an old concrete staircase, and the walls were covered with various advertisements for unlocking.

A stale smell came over the surface.

This building has been around for some years, the handrails of the stairs are all rusty, the light bulbs on the top are dim, and the visibility in the corridor is actually very low.

Duan Jiu originally wanted to take Wu Qianze upstairs directly, but Wu Qianze didn't know what he thought of, so he suddenly walked up to Duan Jiu and squatted down.

Duan Jiu was puzzled: "What are you doing?"

Wu Qianze said: "Your leg is injured, it's better not to take the stairs, I'll carry you on my back."

Duan Jiu: "But..."

Before she finished speaking, she was interrupted mercilessly by Wu Qianze.

Wu Qianze: "I don't care! I don't care! You're hurt! I'm going to carry you!"

Duan Jiu: "..."

It seems that his accidental injury left a deep shadow on Wu Qianze.

Duan Jiu saw his stubborn look of "If you don't agree to me, I will carry you to death", so he had no choice but to listen to his words and lie on his back.

The boy [-] who got his wish finally stopped making trouble, and walked up the stairs step by step with Duan Jiu on his back.

Duan Jiu wrapped his hands around Wu Qianze's neck, and rested his head on Wu Qianze's shoulder.

At this time, he was in vain thankful that the floor of the house he rented was really fucking high.

Otherwise, with Wu Qianze's stature, he would have to carry him on his back. He estimated that the moment Wu Qianze stood up, his brain had an intimate contact with the ceiling.

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