Boyfriend is the ceiling of combat effectiveness

Half an hour later, Lin Ji woke up from the pain.

The cramping feeling in his stomach told him that he would never be able to fool himself without eating.

I got up and took out a bottle of sustained-release tablets from my bag. There were dense English words on the bottle, and there was only one white pill left inside.Just as Lin Ji poured the medicine into his mouth, he found that there was no water in the room.

I rely on.

If a person is unlucky, he will choke on a painkiller.

I can't eat it, the last piece, it's a bit disgusting to spit it out and eat it later...

Such a choice is tantamount to chocolate-flavored shit, or shit-flavored chocolate.

Lin Ji only frowned and thought for a second, then chose to chew and swallow the pill abruptly, the bitter and rusty taste immediately made him feel ill.

I was about to go downstairs to the bar to buy a bottle of water, but as soon as I went out and walked to the stairs, I saw those two people who didn't know what the relationship was doing again.

They were chattering, and the drunk suddenly threw the handsome guy who was reciting poetry against the wall. He was about to kiss hard from the neck, but he was pushed away decisively by the other party, and he was punched hard on the face.

Ming Han's complexion was extremely bad, but he couldn't argue with an unconscious person. He pulled Fang Yang by the collar and walked to the door of 212. He kicked him hard in the heart, and kicked the drunk man in. in the room.

There was only a bang, and it was unclear whether the drunk fell to the ground or fell on the bed.Ming Han closed the door casually, and when he turned around to go downstairs, he caught a glimpse of Lin Ji who was "listening to the corner" again from the corner of his eye.

Not knowing whether it was because of embarrassment, or because the medicine just now was too bitter, Lin Ji coughed uncontrollably at this moment.

The atmosphere became subtle.

Ming Han was still standing at the stairs in the posture of going downstairs, looking at him with burning eyes, his eyes were narrow and long, and his eyes were originally very sharp, but when he kept his eyes fixed like this, they became even more fierce and cold.

A person who treats his admirers directly with his feet should not have a good attitude towards strangers who listen to the corner, right?

Seeing that Lin Ji felt uncomfortable, he tugged at his collar, pretending to be nonchalant, and tried to go downstairs from him with his long legs.

When the two passed by each other, Ming Han suddenly raised his hand, and that movement fell into Lin Ji's peripheral vision, and he subconsciously stepped sideways to dodge it.

Ming Han's hand paused in mid-air awkwardly, and he was stunned for two seconds before reminding him in a deep voice, "Your mask."

Lin Ji tugged on his clothes, only to find that the mask he was wearing just now was hanging on the hat behind him, he probably just wanted to help take it off out of good intentions.

It may be because this person's eyes are too lonely and his sense of aggression is too strong, so no matter what he does, he feels like he is about to fight, and he will unconsciously want to defend.

Lin Ji felt quite tired, and the bitter taste in his mouth almost made him sick, and now he just wanted to go downstairs to buy a bottle of water.After saying "thank you" softly, he was about to walk past him, but the moment he turned around, his stomach suddenly throbbed violently.

This kind of pain made his whole body go limp, he just felt that his feet were stepping on the ground, and his whole body rolled down half a flight of stairs with the feeling of weightlessness.

There was a clanging sound, and the pain flooded the whole body like a tide.

Ming Han was taken aback by what happened suddenly before him, and he was stunned for two seconds before regaining his composure.Seeing the motionless appearance of the person lying under the stairs, he felt puzzled again.

It's only half a flight of stairs, so I shouldn't fall to my death.

Stepping down slowly, he lightly kicked the fallen man's arm with the toe of his shoe.Such a tall person can roll down the stairs, he was scared by himself, or he was too drunk.

Just after serving a drunkard, wouldn't you meet another one?

Just as Ming Han frowned and thought, Lin Ji moved his fingers, endured the pain that was screaming all over his body, and said in a low and friendly voice: "If you don't plan to help, don't kick me, okay?"

It turned out that he was not dead.

Minghan saw that he didn't intend to get up at all, and his two long legs were about to reach the next floor. He raised his eyebrows slightly, and after thinking for a few seconds, he tilted his head blankly, and said in a cold tone: "You Want to blackmail me?"

Lin Ji sighed silently.

The people in this place must be a little bit out of their minds.

In the end, he gave up the normal communication, and said in a tired and helpless voice: "I want to lie down for a while, if you are in a hurry, you can step over me first."

Hearing what he said, Ming Han raised his eyebrows and smiled, put his hands in the pockets of the black sun protection suit, stared at Lin Ji condescendingly for a few seconds, then bent down and grabbed his wrist, and pulled it hard.

Lin Ji stood up with all his strength. The foot he stepped on should have been sprained, and it hurt a little when he exerted his strength, but this pain was nothing compared to his stomach pain.He doesn't even want to drink water now, so he can only wait for the medicine he just took to take effect.

"Thank you."

Lin Ji thanked him softly again, then moved his body limping, leaned against the wall and stood, with one hand still tightly pressed against his stomach, with an unnatural expression on his face.

Ming Han glanced at him, unable to see for a moment how many kinds of illnesses he was suffering from, turned around and looked at the half-floor staircase he fell just now, it seemed that it was not steep.

After a while he couldn't help but said, "You are 1.9 meters tall, right?"

"Ah?" Lin Ji didn't understand what he meant.

Ming Han's eyes fell on Lin Ji's two long legs without hesitation, and then he asked with a smile, "Is your nickname Daiyu?"

The laughter was quite soft, and if you don't listen carefully, you will completely ignore it, but it is full of irony when it falls in Lin Ji's ears.

Go to your uncle's Daiyu.

Lin Ji rolled his eyes at him, but didn't bother to think about it, and just slandered him silently.

A person with a net height of 189, eight years of basketball, nine years of mixed martial arts, and 11 years of karate, who has been at an excellent level since he was a child in the Dalian Physical Education Test, became a weak Lin Daiyu because he rolled a staircase and was helped up. This is indeed unbearable.

But this time, the crazy pain in his stomach didn't allow him to argue.

Ming Han watched the face of the person in front of him getting worse and worse, and although he was kind but slightly sarcastic, he said: "How about helping you go back to the house for a rest?"

"No, I'm going to eat." Feeling offended, Lin Ji changed his decision instantly.

"Can you walk?" Ming Han questioned coldly, looking down at his foot that didn't dare to touch the ground.

Lin Ji didn't answer but proved with actions that he could.

Minghan saw him stepping down the stairs abruptly as if nothing had happened, his ankle was definitely injured just now.

So bearable?He is also a ruthless person.

"Hey." Ming Han suddenly couldn't bear it. The man fell down the stairs just now, he should have been scared by himself, and turned to Lin Ji's back and said, "I happen to be going to eat too, why don't you condescend to go with me?" ?”

The person who had already walked down several stairs did not turn his head back, and responded impatiently: "If you are sincere and just catch up, can I still push you away?"

Ming Han narrowed his eyes.

Well, it's another ancestor-like personality, so I don't need to ask this question myself.

On the same berth of the hotel, there is a Lanzhou ramen restaurant.

When Ming Han entered the store with Lin Ji on his arm, there were no customers inside, only a middle-aged uncle sitting at the counter playing with his mobile phone.

The store is small, with six or seven tables and chairs in total, and two black electric fans are hanging on the wall, shaking their heads creakingly.

"Boss, here are two bowls of beef noodles and a small bowl, how about you?" Ming Han placed Lin Ji on a back chair nearby, and then pointed to the price tag on the wall.

The middle-aged uncle put down his mobile phone, walked over with a small notebook, leaned on another table and waited for their order.

"I also have a small bowl." Lin Ji casually glanced at the sign on the wall, then pointed to the side dishes on the wall, and said, "And this, two bottles of soda."

The boss drew two random strokes in the notebook with a ballpoint pen, and then settled and said: "36.

Without waiting for Minghan to move, Lin Ji took out a 100 yuan note from his pocket and put it on the table.

There are not many young people who bring cash with them when they go out now. The boss who just wanted to point out where the QR code is, paused for a moment, then took the money and said wait a moment.

Ming Han took out his mobile phone and compared it to Lin Ji, "Take out the payment code, and I will transfer it to you."

Lin Ji didn't move, just stretched his legs under the table, leaned on the back of the chair and said, "Go get the soda."

Ming Han was a little unhappy to be ordered like this, but seeing that the person opposite him was inconvenient, he temporarily put his mobile phone away, raised his brows, got up and went to the freezer to get two bottles of lychee soda, opened them at the counter before taking them out. Go back to your seat.

Lin Ji wiped the mouth of the bottle with a napkin, and then drank soda to get rid of the smell of medicine in his mouth. After filling half of the bottle, he let out a satisfied sigh.

Once you thought you'd never have anything to remember again, now it seems that a sip of fizzy drink after a raw chewable tablet is enough.

Minghan looked at him with a face that had never had a drink of soda, and put the unhappiness out of his mind, snorted amusedly, and then repeated, "Receipt code."

"Let's take it as a counterbalance." Lin Ji raised the glass bottle in his hand to signal that the sustained-release tablet might have taken effect, and he now feels much better.

"Hurry up and take it out, I don't like to owe others." Ming Han frowned when he caught a glimpse of the coffee stains on Lin Ji's body, and tapped his palm impatiently while pinching his phone. Even if he had, he wasn't interested Used on such a dirty ghost who met by chance.

Lin Ji glanced at his cold face, which seemed quite difficult to talk about, and didn't force himself, and directly offered another plan.

"I don't have that, cash if you really want to."

Ming Han paused for a moment when he knocked on the palm of his hand, and there was a clear line in his eyes: Do you think I'm stupid?

No wonder he suspects that there are indeed very few young people who don't use WeChat now.Lin Ji didn't make excuses, and directly handed over the unlocked phone for him to see for himself.

"..."

Ming Han only glanced at it, and was surprised to find that Lin Ji's phone was in a foreign language, and not just in one language. There were all unfamiliar icons in the APP box, and there were no Chinese characters on the home screen.

He is really curious now, which hemisphere this person is from.

Not only can he read poems with his mouth, but he even uses a mobile phone with such a pretentious look.

Taking advantage of Ming Han's shock, Lin Ji gently took back his mobile phone and put it aside.

"I said offset, and I offset it, and I don't like to owe others."

The boss brought up the ramen and the recovered money, and the conversation between the two was interrupted like this. Ming Han pursed his lips and didn't bring up the matter again.

The ramen here looks good, at least at first glance.

When Lin Ji ordered the meal, he forgot to tell the boss that he didn't eat spicy food anymore. There was a thin layer of bright red chili oil floating on the surface of the bowl. He took a little soup with a spoon and put it to his mouth to taste it. It tasted good.

Ming Han looked at Lin Ji's cautious movements, as if he was testing poison, and felt contempt again in his heart.

Because of his quarrel with Fang Yang at night, he basically didn't eat anything. After carrying the drunkard and then helping the wounded, he would be really hungry.Regardless of who the person opposite was, she turned the soup surface in the bowl up and down twice, picked up a chopstick and blew on it before stuffing it into her mouth.

When the bowl of noodles was almost eaten, I looked up again, and found that the person opposite had already lowered his head to play with his mobile phone. The bowl of ramen on the table must have been swallowed by two mouthfuls of soup.

"You don't like it?" Ming Han couldn't think of any other reason, he just thought he didn't like noodles.

"I'm not picky about food." Lin Ji raised his head and said, "It's just that I'm too hungry, and my stomach feels a little uncomfortable, so I can't eat."

Ming Han stared at Lin Ji for a long time with his long and narrow eyes, but still asked in doubt: "How long have you been hungry so that you can't eat anymore?"

Lin Ji silently made a gesture of two.

Ming Han: "Two meals?"

Lin Ji compared the more cryptic "[-]" again, but Ming Han understood, and asked instead: "Two and a half meals?"

Who knows how that half-meal was calculated.

Lin Ji smiled and corrected softly, "Two and a half days."

Hey, this Daiyu didn't bury flowers, she tortured herself instead.

Looking at Lin Ji's handsome but thin face, Ming Han felt a little suspicious for a moment.Although he didn't know much about international trendy brands, he could still tell that the man in front of him was wearing an expensive outfit, even though it was dirty.

Excluding the watch on the wrist that doesn't recognize the label, the clothes, hats and shoes alone cost about [-].

This kind of person looks like the young master of a rich family, why doesn't he eat for two and a half days?

An answer flashed through Ming Han's mind instantly.

The kid ran away from home.