turn back grass

Every time Lu Jinchang fights with Yao Jing, the ferocity is faked.

After being dragged into the car by Song Lefan, he seemed to be a different person in an instant, covering his swollen right cheek from the beating, his eyes were red, and he looked like he was about to cry at any time.

"Xiaofan, don't push too hard, it hurts me to death." Song Lefan touched him lightly when applying the medicine, and he couldn't help shouting.

Song Lefan was quite helpless: "I didn't exert myself at all..."

With the help of the lights in the car, he checked Lu Jinchang. In addition to the injured face, there was still a circle of red marks on Lu Jinchang's neck that Yao Jing pinched just now.

Song Lefan shook his head and sighed while giving him the medicine, nagging like an old woman, saying that he acted recklessly and impulsively without considering the consequences.

"Look, I regret it now."

"I really regret it. I should have changed to a stainless steel chair and hit him. It's a shame."

"You're still wronged." Song Lefan laughed angrily, "Where did that Yao Jing provoke you, and why do you always go to war like this?"

"He provokes me everywhere, alas, you won't understand anyway."

Lu Jinchang was so depressed that he never told Song Lefan about some things.

Back then when he woke up on the hotel bed, he realized that it was fine to be drunk and messy. Afterwards, there was something even worse. That dead bastard surnamed Yao not only cheated, but even took advantage of his alcohol to trick him into signing a contract. A sleeping companion agreement similar to a prostitution contract.

These two accounts have always been kept in Lu Jin's heart.

He was the first person to do it that day, and every time we met later, he was the first to pick things up.

Of course, one slap cannot be slapped loudly. Yao Jing is not a good tempered person. Lu Jin often takes the initiative to fight. He has no reason to stand and be beaten. He is not stupid, so two slaps came together like this.

But Lu Jinchang is usually not Yao Jing's opponent. Every time he fights, he doesn't gain the upper hand, and he is covered in paint. long time.

After crying, it's like nothing happened, and I will try harder next time.

Sometimes Song Lefan really admires his persistent fighting spirit.

"Lu Lu, do you still want to go to Shen Jing's birthday tomorrow? Look at your swollen face, it will take at least three or four days to disappear."

"I'm definitely going." Lu Jinchang was obliged, "I have to go with this ugly face!"

Shen Jing, like Song Lefan, is a good friend of Lu Jin's.

Invite him to dinner on his birthday at the Haizhou Hotel.

There were about a dozen guests present, most of whom were friends who had a good time when they were studying.

As soon as Lu Jinchang stepped into the box, his asymmetrical face really became the focus of the audience.

Someone asked jokingly: "Lu Lu, who beat you up? Why is your face so swollen?"

Before Lu Jinchang could speak, Song Lefan took the initiative to explain for him: "He accidentally fell out of bed when he was sleeping yesterday, and he bumped into it."

Everyone laughed and laughed for a while, but didn't pay much attention, and the topic quickly shifted to other places.

Lu Jinchang and Yao Jing have always been at odds, Shen Jing knew it, he moved to Song Lefan's side, and asked in a low voice: "Did Lu Lu fight with that Yao Jing again?"

Song Lefan nodded again and again: "Yesterday, those two people got involved in the police. That's fine. It's good to know about it. Don't mention it in front of him. He hasn't calmed down yet."

Song Lefan is quite familiar with his friend's temper, and Lu Jinchang is indeed still depressed about what happened yesterday.

When he is in a bad mood, he likes to drink. If he can't get enough of drinking alone, he has to get everyone to do it together.

At the end of the night, everyone was a little dizzy from drinking, and several of them were lying on the ground, and some of them who didn't lie down were lying on the table drunk, and their minds were not very clear.

Lu Jinchang stood up from his seat in a daze. He drank too much alcohol and now felt urgent to urinate and had to go to the toilet.

He groped around outside in a daze, lost his way while walking, and somehow ran into the back kitchen of the hotel.

An apprentice cook in uniform ran up to stop him.

"Sir, I'm sorry, this is a work place, and outsiders are not allowed to enter."

"I just want to go to the toilet." Lu Jinchang hiccupped, and his words were a little vague.

The apprentice brother pushed Lu Jinchang out of the kitchen, pointed to the corridor on the right, and told him that the toilet was over there.

Lu Jin often stopped and walked, and when he was almost at the door of the toilet, a man in black came out and left in another direction.

Lu Jinchang squinted his eyes, his back and walking posture were somewhat similar to Yao Shusheng.

The man turned a corner and finally disappeared into the box at the end.

The matter of going to the bathroom was instantly forgotten. Lu Jinchang staggered after him, leaning on the wall.

Zhan Xinpeng's big wedding is coming soon, and today, as the brothers are free, I specially invite everyone out for a meal, and discuss matters related to the wedding ceremony along the way.

As soon as Yao Jing came back from the toilet, Zhan Xinpeng walked up to him holding two wine glasses and wanted to continue.

"Brother, there are not many singles in our group, when will your wedding be arranged?" Zhan Xinpeng Tao said.

"There is no horoscope, arrange a chicken feather."

Zhan Xinpeng asked earnestly, "Haven't you really thought about starting a family and settling down?"

"No." Yao Jing said in a rough voice, "I haven't had enough fun yet, so no one can restrain me."

"Okay, I'll take care of my own affairs, don't worry about it." Yao Jing clinked glasses with him, "Congratulations on stepping into the grave of love ahead of time."

After speaking, he raised his neck and drank it in one gulp.

Zhan Xinpeng snorted, raised his hand and patted him on the arm: "You run on me again, you won't be able to say something nice."

The slap just now hit Yao Jing's injured area impartially, and the pain made him gasp: "You fucking be gentle."

Zhan Xinpeng wondered, "What happened to your arm?"

Yao Jing rolled his eyes and only uttered two words: "Unlucky."

"It's that Lu Jinchang again?" The buddy really is a buddy, and he guessed the idea right away.

Just as Zhan Xinpeng finished speaking, the door of the box suddenly slammed open, and someone kicked it open from the outside.

The loud noise alarmed everyone in the room. Those who guessed the boxing game and those who played cards stopped their hands and looked over one after another.

Holding a shiny kitchen knife in his hand, Lu Jinchang stood gloomy at the door with a red and swollen face.

Friends who knew Yao Jing naturally knew the young master of the Lu family who had always been at odds with him.

The audience was silent for a moment, and everyone's eyes were constantly switching between Yao Jing and Lu Jinchang, and the war was about to break out at any time.

On the contrary, the person involved was very calm, sitting in the seat leisurely and comfortably.

Yao Jing clasped his hands in front of his chest, held a cigarette in his mouth, raised his eyebrows casually, with an expression of "I just want to see what you really want today".

Lu Jinchang exuded a strong smell of alcohol. Although he was drunk, he still didn't forget the enemy Yao Jing.

He breathed a sigh of relief, and before the others could react, he had already staggered towards Yao Jing, grabbed the opponent's collar, pointed a knife at the tip of his nose, and said, "Dead beast."

Everyone was afraid of causing death, so they couldn't help sweating for Yao Jing, Zhan Xinpeng reminded in a low voice: "Yao Er, be careful, he is quite drunk."

Yao Jing didn't even blink his eyes, he still sat in his seat.

He wasn't afraid of even a drunkard, if this brat really dared to cut it off, he would absolutely kill him.

Seeing that Lu Jinchang didn't intend to make a move for a long time, Yao Jing was delighted, and he was not afraid of death to provoke him: "Why, are you cowardly?"

Lu Jinchang stared at a pair of confused eyes, and after looking at him for more than half a minute, his mouth opened one by one: "Bring back my first night!"

The cigarette ash fell onto his trousers, and Yao Jing forgot to flick it out for a moment.

With a bang, someone's wine glass fell to the ground.

Everyone was stunned by Lu Jinchang's explosive speech, even Yao Jing himself seemed a little surprised.

Ding Han thought his ears were not working: "No... Yao Er, did you hear what he was saying?"

"I'm not deaf." The calmness on Yao Jing's face just now disappeared, and his tone of voice gradually became irritable.

He gritted his back molars hard, stood up abruptly, and quickly snatched the kitchen knife from Lu Jinchang's hand with force, put it on the table with a "slap", and cursed viciously, "What the hell are you doing, you son of a bitch?" nerve?!"

Lu Jin often yelled loudly: "Who is crazy? Who is the one who tricked people into bed while they were drunk? How dare you say you haven't done it? Dare to do it but dare not admit it, what kind of man are you?!"

"Damn..." Yao Jing got angry and grabbed Lu Jinchang's elbow roughly, "Get out!"

Lu Jinchang didn't do it, he shook off his hand vigorously, lay down on the ground, and began to roll around.

Yao Jing had already noticed that the buddies present were staring at him with strange and complicated eyes, and his anger began to rise, and his fists gradually hardened.

Out of anger, he went up and kicked Lu Jinchang, and threatened in a vicious voice: "Get up for me! I won't get up again and break your legs!"

Lu Jin was often attacked by him, not only refused to get up, but also burst into tears: "You will die if you cheat, it is you!"

Yao Jing finally couldn't bear it anymore, he rolled up his sleeves and used force directly, regardless of what happened to him, grabbed the dead boy by the back collar, and lifted him up.

"Don't pull me!" Lu Jin often felt very uncomfortable being dragged by him, crying and kicking indiscriminately, but he couldn't break free, "Where are you taking me?!"

Yao Jingtie didn't know how Lu Jinchang found this place, but this brat must be treated now, immediately.

With a livid face, he dragged people towards the outside of the box: "You are dead."