Show one's ugliness

Ji Cen scolded "I'm stupid" in his heart, but there was a decent smile on his face.

He motioned for Qi Heng to stabilize with his eyes, then lowered the car window and said, "You're already here, Haoyu, I thought you had to go with your dad."

Zhao Haoyu glanced at Qi Heng, he was obviously upset but he didn't mess around.He said: "Why, if I come by myself, we don't plan to eat this meal?"

"No," Ji Cen opened the car door and got out of the car, took Zhao Haoyu away from the car and continued, "Haoyu, today's meal is to resolve the conflict between you and Qi Heng, if you are sure you will not be impulsive, then we will Go up and eat well, if you are not sure, just wait for your dad to be free some other day."

Zhao Haoyu pulled away Ji Cen's arm that was on his shoulder: "If you want me to say that you are not doing this properly, just talk about it if you have something to do with me. Why don't you drag my dad along."

Ji Cen smiled: "I'm afraid that if Mr. Zhao doesn't come forward, our matter will not be resolved."

Zhao Haoyu: "Who said it can't be solved, let's solve it today."

It was really hard for Ji Cen to imagine how Zhao Haoyu looked like a different person.

He asked, "Did you lie to me?"

Zhao Haoyu: "Let me tell you the truth, after you called my dad and told me about the meal, he came to talk to me. It forced me to tell me about bringing someone to beat Qi Heng. "

Ji Cen said as he heard the story: "And then."

"Then my dad was very scared," Zhao Haoyu continued, "He was afraid that Qi Heng would fight back when he was beaten, and stab me to death again."

"That's not possible," Ji Cen waved his hand, "I really can't."

"My dad didn't listen, saying that I knew I would cause trouble in a day, and insisted on sending me to be a soldier," Zhao Haoyu suddenly became irritable, "I don't want to go, and I told him that I would find a serious job in the future, but he didn't believe it either. "

Of Zhao Dejiu's two sons, the dead eldest son was three years older than Ji Cen, and the living youngest son was three years younger than Ji Cen.Zhao Haoyu is at the right age to join the army.

A naughty boy like Zhao Haoyu, with poor social education, should leave it to the army.Make sure it's clear and clear.

"He asked me to come here for this meal today. He said he wanted to see my performance and let me handle this matter by myself." Zhao Haoyu looked at the ground dejectedly, "Brother Cen, I really don't want to be a soldier , so hurry up and eat, and I'll go back to meet my dad after I finish eating."

Ji Cen thought for a while and said, "Aren't you going to trouble Qi Heng?"

Zhao Haoyu made a promise: "Absolutely not looking for it."

With Ji Cen's nod, Zhao Haoyu made a call, raised his arms and waved while talking on the phone.

Soon several people gathered.

Except for the big black donkey at the head, the others are all unfamiliar faces, and they seem to be very difficult to get along with.

"What do you mean?" Ji Cen asked.

Zhao Haoyu: "Let's eat together."

"You really need to get rid of your habit of taking people with you when you eat."

Zhao Haoyu pointed to the big black donkey: "Except for Shao Cuihua, my dad asked me to come along. They don't eat, they are only responsible for waiting for me to finish eating."

Ji Cen looked at the big black donkey, what did his parents think of the name.

Qi Heng, who was sitting in the car and paying attention to the situation outside the car, saw several people rushing to surround Ji Cen to fight.

When he drove Ji Cen to the hospital today, he found a stick in the storage layer of the driver's door.

Without thinking about it, he pulled out the stick and got out of the car, and with a flick of his arm, he came around from the other side of the car.

Qi Heng's actions made those people move closer to Zhao Haoyu.

Ji Cen came over and stopped Qi Heng: "What are you doing?"

Qi Heng re-examined the atmosphere of the scene, and retracted the swing stick a little bit.

"I can't fucking cause trouble today," Zhao Haoyu said to Qi Heng, "Fortunately, if you want to have a reconciliation meal together, hurry up."

Qi Heng looked at Ji Cen: "Didn't you stop eating?"

"I can't explain a sentence or two," Ji Cen said, "I still have to eat."

"But isn't his father not here?"

"An unexpected harvest, whether his father comes or not, the meaning of this meal is the same."

Qi Heng nodded: "Okay."

So Ji Cen and Qi Heng walked in the front, Zhao Haoyu and the big black donkey walked in the middle, and those few walked behind with expressionless faces.

After entering the box, there were only four people left.

Zhao Haoyu and the big black donkey sat on the innermost side, while Qi Heng and Ji Cen sat on the outermost side.

In order to show his respect for Zhao Dejiu, Ji Cen did not choose the dishes in advance.I wanted Mr. Zhao to order something to eat when he came over.

Now that the order book is in Zhao Haoyu's hands, what Ji Cen prays is that these two things will not be so expensive.

He tried to find a topic: "Haoyu, why don't you want to be a soldier? I really wanted to go before. It's an honor to be a soldier, serving the country and the people."

Ji Cen's words made Zhao Haoyu turn away from the most expensive page. He was well reminded that he came here today to have an honest meal.

It's no good to offend Ji Cen.

"Does it need to be said," said the big black donkey, "he will only be put to death when he joins the army. It's not like he is at ease now."

After Zhao Haoyu hastily drew a few dishes, he threw the menu book in the middle: "Can you stop fucking mentioning this? I think my dad seems to be serious. I have to think about how to persuade him."

Speaking of which, he looked at Ji Cen, who had a bad idea: "Brother Cen, do you have any good ideas?"

Ji Cen handed the menu to Qi Heng and said, "Let me think about it."

Qi Heng only ordered a plate of prawns, and he didn't know what to eat, but he thought it was quite cost-effective.

Ji Cen didn't order at all, and after getting the menu, he called the waiter outside the box.

After returning, he turned the wine he brought up to Zhao Haoyu: "Let's not drink this wine, you can bring it back to your dad. He likes to drink this."

Maybe Zhao Haoyu was really unhappy about being assigned to serve as a soldier, or maybe he just wanted to fix Qi Heng without finding any faults.He glanced at Qi Heng and said: "You should drink well. Didn't you say it was a reconciliation meal? It would be insincere not to drink."

Qi Heng looked at Zhao Haoyu and said, "Then drink."

As soon as this decision was made, the big black donkey rolled up his sleeves.

That posture was as if he would be sorry if he didn't drink the two people on the opposite side to the bottom of the table.

The wine bureau just opened up.

In addition to the two bottles of high-strength liquor brought by Ji Cen and Qi Heng, they also ordered a case of rice wine.

Before the dishes were served, the liquor bottle was empty.

I don't know why a good reconciliation meal was eaten out of competition.

Ji Cen remembered the purpose of today's meal after holding back his alcohol.

He said to Zhao Haoyu who was refilling the wine: "Haoyu, if you keep worrying about the past, you are making yourself unhappy."

Zhao Haoyu knocked on the table with his wine glass, pointed at Qi Heng and said, "I also want to forget about the past, but as soon as I see him, I think of my brother, and I can't control it."

Qi Heng can't drink, and he doesn't drink less than others right now.Already drunk.He picked up the wine in his hand and said in an unsteady tone: "I will never forget it, and I will never forget it in my life. You have never killed anyone, you don't know what it feels like. Zhao Haoyu, you said that you think of your brother when you see me, and so do I." When I see you, I think of your brother. I know I was wrong, but I really had no choice at the time, I had no choice at all..."

"Qi Heng," Ji Cen turned his head and whispered, "Okay, stop talking."

"Let me tell you, Brother Cen," Qi Heng shifted his gaze from Ji Cen's face to that of Zhao Haoyu on the opposite side, "I'm really sorry for your family, but I don't know what I can do. I've been here for almost five years. I was beaten by this incident every day. After I came out, I thought it would be better, but it didn't. I even thought, if you beat me to death, you can turn this matter over, and I will let you beat... .”

Zhao Haoyu listened to Qi Heng's words, and brought up his brother under the influence of alcohol, making him sensitive and vulnerable.He said: "I really want to kill you, but I can't. If I kill you, what will my dad do? He only has me."

Zhao Haoyu cried when he said this.

Covering half of his face, he whimpered.

Looking at the situation, Ji Cen really couldn't continue to drink, otherwise something might go wrong.

But his stop was of no use.

Next, Zhao Haoyu was drunk, and Qi Heng was drunk.

The two of you said each other one sentence at a time.

Qi Heng is confessing his sins, Zhao Haoyu is missing his brother.

The big black donkey tried hard at Ji Cen when he couldn't get in the conversation, and Ji Cen couldn't do it anymore after drinking a glass of wine.

The few people waiting in the rest room next door heard the noise in the box, which was sometimes mixed with singing and laughter, and sometimes mixed with cursing.

The basic judgment is that everyone is drinking too much.

The leader reported to Zhao Dejiu that everything was normal.

After more than half an hour, the movement in the room became smaller and smaller.

They went into the house and took the man away.

When Ji Cen was conscious again, he found that Zhao Haoyu and the big black donkey were gone, and Qi Heng beside him was lying on the table, delirious.

There were wine bottles strewn all over the table and on the floor.

It was past eleven o'clock, and the waiters outside the box were so qualified that they didn't come in to wake them up.

When Ji Cen is drunk, his thinking will not be chaotic, but his actions will.

Just for the simple movement of getting up, he tried two or three times to get it in place.

He grabbed Qi Heng's arm: "Qi Heng, let's go."

Qi Heng seemed to be dead, Ji Cen called out several times before he let out a little hum.

He raised his head in a daze, humming something as if he didn't have complete language function.

Ji Cen tried to pull him up from the chair, but failed.He couldn't stand himself still.

"Get up by yourself," he said with his hands on the table, "quick, get up and go."

Qi Heng struggled to get up and knocked down a wine bottle.

After he stood up, Ji Cen put his shoulders on his shoulders, and they walked towards the door together.

"Sir," the waiter outside the door said with a smile, "check out downstairs."

Ji Cen nodded: "OK."

Perhaps to make them move faster, the waiter supported Qi Heng's arm.

After successfully entering the elevator, Qi Heng vomited.

The sound of vomiting made Ji Cen's stomach churn.He didn't dare to look down at the vomit on the ground, as long as he took a look, he must have vomited.

The waiter said politely: "It's okay, let's check out first."

Qi Heng's steady performance after drinking made them add a carpet cleaning fee to their consumption.

It took a while to move to the underground parking garage after paying.

Ji Cen reached into Qi Heng's pocket to feel for the car keys. It was a simple intention, but it made him very embarrassed.

The hand that missed the head made him touch the part that should not be touched.

It's fine to touch it, and when his dull brain still didn't realize what it was, he squeezed it twice so damn lightly.

Fortunately, Qi Heng was half dead and didn't notice.

He changed his posture and continued to touch the key.

After getting the car keys, he unlocked the car and threw Qi Heng into the back seat.

Can't drive anymore.

Ji Cen struggled to even open the door.

Those who knew that he drank alcohol, but those who didn't know thought he had lost his cartilage.

In today's game, Huo Yazi probably would have to drink too much to stand still.

After sitting in the co-pilot, he took out his mobile phone and called Zhong Zhenghao, hoping that Zhong Zhenghao would pick it up.

His cell phone was dead.

My head is really dizzy.Ji Cen adjusted the angle of the seat and stretched his body on his back.

The carriage smelled of alcohol now, and he felt that both he and Qi Heng were soaked in alcohol.

He said in a low voice: "Qi Heng?"

Qi Heng in the back seat didn't move, Ji Cen was probably drunk and caused alcohol poisoning or something.

He twisted his neck a little bit and looked back.

Qi Heng closed his eyes lifelessly.

Can't you really drink to death?

Ji Cen turned around and stretched out his arms with great difficulty to test under the nose of the person who was leaning on the back seat.

As soon as his trembling fingers were brought to Qi Heng's mouth, those two thin lips moved.

"I am fine."

Ji Cen breathed a sigh of relief: "Use your phone, mine is out of battery, I have to call Xiao Mingjun and ask him to pick us up, otherwise we won't be able to go back."

"Get it yourself," Qi Heng said with his eyes closed, keeping his posture unchanged, "Don't fumble around this time."

Ji Cen's scalp went numb, and when he felt that he was going astray, he would go astray. Qi Heng knew it when he knew it. Isn't it good to hold back?

Made him look like a dead pervert.

He suddenly didn't want to move.Lie back in the seat like a puddle of mud.

"Hand it to me, hurry up."

After waiting for a long time, Qi Heng didn't reply.

When Ji Cen turned his head again, there was a soft snoring sound from the back seat.

Fuck it, looks like I'll have to spend the night in the fucking car tonight.