his cat

The light in the bathroom was not too bright, with the dim and hazy atmosphere of the bar, Ming Yang's cheeks were dizzy from alcohol, and he looked at the other party with watery eyes.Jiang Chongnian had no choice but to take his hand out, crossed his arms and hugged him to sit on the sink, ready to reason with him.

"Do you know what you're doing?"

Ming Yang nodded, and wanted to put his hand in again.Jiang Chongnian grabbed his wrist in time, and said angrily, "Little pervert!"

"No, not a wolf, I'm a cat!" Ming Yang meowed and laughed.

Jiang Chongnian was softened by his cry, he pinched his nose and said in cooperation: "It's a cat, a little drunk cat."

Ming Yang felt that he was light and light, and he was dizzy even if he blinked.Standing or sitting was uncomfortable, but even so he could still laugh, hugged Jiang Chongnian's neck, leaned over his face and said with a sigh of relief: "Mr. Jiang, that's great, I don't have to cut it off!" He was worried A long time problem, finally solved today.

Jiang Chongnian couldn't understand what the little drunk was saying, and he bit him on the face like a punishment, "The wine is still so bad, and I won't help you remember it this time. But it's only three things, Mr. Ming remembers, and if there is another Next time, I will definitely help you remember everything in detail.”

What wine?recall what?Ming Yang didn't know, imitating Jiang Chongnian, he would bite him on the face lightly and hard, rubbing against him for a while, he just wanted to find a place that could support the weight of his head, such as Jiang Chongnian's shoulder right in front of him.Thinking of this, he put his chin on the opponent's shoulder and muttered, "Mr. Jiang, are you leading me around in circles? I can't turn around anymore. I'm so dizzy... so dizzy."

Jiang Chongnian glanced at him and tightened his arms around him. Now he really has no choice but to coax a child and say, "Do you still want to go to the toilet?"

Ming Yang pondered for a while, then said, "I want to... also want to sleep."

"That's the same."

Jiang Chongnian carried him down to go to the bathroom by himself, and wanted to help him out, but Mingyang relied on him, and refused to leave by himself no matter what he said, he said sternly: "Mr. !"

Jiang Chongnian didn't refuse him, and really left the bar behind his back.All the people on their backs were complaining about being sleepy, but they were still awake when they returned to the water house. They had no intention of going to sleep at all, and they fully realized the lack of alcohol.

If Jiang Chongnian wanted to hold the kiss, he would not be happy if he didn't. Jiang Chongnian's cell phone rang again and again, but because of Ming Yang's reluctance, he had to leave it alone.After finally coaxing him to bed and lying down, he went out to call Secretary Wang back when he fell asleep.

After a while, Ming Yang closed his eyes and searched for the place next to him as if he was sleepwalking. There was nothing there, and he was about to get out of bed and look for someone with his eyes slightly squinted.The left and right feet stumbled a few times, and he staggered a few steps to stabilize himself.As soon as he arrived at the door, he heard a 'bang', and Ming Yang slammed into the door frame firmly.

He covered his forehead silently and stood there without moving. Jiang Chongnian heard the voice and hung up the phone. He glanced at his hand covering his forehead and asked, "Did you hit the door?"

Ming Yang was stunned, pursed his lips, looked at the other party with tears in his eyes, and refused to let go of the hand covering his forehead.

"Let me see if it's serious?"

Ming Yang felt aggrieved by this gentle question, and at the same time he let go of his hand, tears couldn't help but flow down.

Jiang Chongnian looked at the injury while wiping away his tears. There was a small red spot between his eyebrows, which turned slightly blue and tended to swell.

"Mr. Jiang, it hit me..."

Ming Yang choked up and sucked his nose, pointed at the log door frame with a finger, "It moved over and hit me hard..."

Because he was drunk, every word Ming Yang uttered was slurred, Jiang Chongnian was really afraid that he would bite his tongue while talking.

"Really?" Jiang Chongnian couldn't hold back his laughter, he held onto his shoulders and wanted to take him to the living room with an ice pack to reduce the swelling, but Ming Yang seemed to be stuck on the door frame.

He didn't want to move a step, and knelt down to wipe his tears silently.Squatting was even more unsteady, Jiang Chongnian quickly grabbed his arm and squatted down with him, and asked him softly, "It hit you first, right?"

"Yeah." Ming Yang nodded affirmatively, and described the scene in his mind with a big tongue, "I got off the bed and wanted to get out, but it wouldn't let me out, and it moved over and hit my forehead.... Do you treat me as a love rival and want to fight me!"

Ming Yang's description is very real, and his emotional expression is also very good.He was crying, but Jiang Chongnian wanted to laugh. Fortunately, he tried his best to restrain himself, and analyzed it with the little drunk seriously, "Since it moved over and bumped into you first, then it is wrong. According to my observation now, it doesn't seem to be It means to fight with you, you can't fight with it. How do you want to deal with the current situation?"

"I don't want to fight with it either." Ming Yang glanced at the door frame and then at Jiang Chongnian, like a doormat, whispered: "But it should apologize, and if I apologize, I will forgive it...."

Jiang Chongnian moved him into his arms, and said to the door frame, "Okay, I will forgive you if I apologize, please apologize quickly."

Ming Yang stared at the door frame and waited for it to apologize, Jiang Chongnian poked his head over to listen to what the door frame said, nodded and said: "Well, I will help you talk to Zai Zai," then turned to Ming Yang, and seriously repeated: "It said sorry , I didn’t mean to bump into you just now, I hope you can forgive it.”

Unexpectedly, the other party apologized so quickly, Ming Yang was a little embarrassed, and hid by Jiang Chongnian's neck, blushing and said: "Then I...I accept its apology, but it can't hit me again next time , it hurts."

"It said it was really sorry, and it must be careful to avoid you next time."

Ming Yang is not an unreasonable person, so he said 'hmm' in a talkative manner.He was shaking so badly that Jiang Chongnian once wondered if Ming Yang poured it in one glass, otherwise he would not be so drunk with two cocktails.

In order to prevent the table from hitting him and the chair from hitting him, Jiang Chongnian put him on the bed before going to the refrigerator to get ice cubes.

As soon as the person left, Ming Yang crawled out of the quilt again, staggered, and took out his notebook with difficulty and persistence.

The eyes see where the fingers point to, until they see on the seventh line of the third page: ugly things need to be surgically removed.

He was so dizzy that he held the pen with one hand and pulled out the cap with the other, but he couldn't get it right. In the end, he went to his mouth in a hurry, bit out the cap and the refill together, and sprayed it all over his face.Even so, Ming Yang still scratched out the line with his broken pen, and added afterwards: It's not ugly, everyone has it.

The six spell-like words took up most of the page.

When Jiang Chongnian came back again, Ming Yang had already moved from the head of the bed to the end of the bed, with his hands on his chin, his eyes unblinkingly staring at the French window, the sea reflected in the setting sun, and he didn't know what this little drunk was thinking at the moment.

When he got closer, Jiang Chongnian froze for a moment, squatted in front of him, wiped the black ink on his face, and asked, "Are you drinking ink behind my back?"

While asking, he also wanted to see if there was really something in his mouth, and at the same time, he had a deeper understanding of Ming Yang's drunken behavior, and decided not to touch him with alcohol in the future, even with alcohol.

"Bitter," Ming Yang said, licking his lips.

Jiang Chongnian closed his eyes, "You know it's hard!"

"Mr. Jiang, I may have to float away." Ming Yang wanted to hug Jiang Chongnian while talking, like a boat swaying aimlessly in the sea holding a sail to stabilize its direction.Jiang Chongnian didn't dislike him for being covered in ink, so he picked him up and went straight to the bathroom.

After washing and applying ice to his bruised forehead for a while, Ming Yang hugged Jiang Chongnian tightly and slept soundly, unable to wake up even by shouting.

Ming Yang woke up the next day and rubbed his eyes, he had a severe headache, sat up frowning, looked up and saw the sea, wondering when did he change the room and go to sleep?

He turned to look at Jiang Chongnian who was still sleeping, and suddenly thought of something, he leaned forward next second, carefully pressed his lips against him, then lay back beside him, and whispered in his ear, "Good morning, Mr. Jiang."

Jiang Chongnian kissed him back, and said sleepily, "Morning, Zai Zai."

Jiang Chongnian really didn't help Ming Yang remember last night's evil deeds, but asked, "Do you have a headache?"

"It hurts, it hurts when you shake it."

"It's just that it hurts. Next time I can't drink when I'm here, and even less when I'm not. Can Zai Zai do it?"

Ming Yang said 'hmm' and turned over again, he remembered that he was going back to the resort hotel today.

He packed up his things and took out the note book. The ink on it was dry. Ming Yang stood in front of the bedside table and thought for a long time, but he couldn't figure out what the basis for writing these six words was. He only vaguely remembered that he had touched it. What, it seems unreal like a dream.

On the record book, there is a picture: not ugly, everyone has it.

Out of curiosity, Ming Yang wanted to find Jiang Chongnian who was taking a shower in the bathroom, eager to find out whether it was a dream or reality for everyone.

So he put down the notebook and went straight to the bathroom.