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He left in a hurry in the morning, and didn't clean up some tools after selling the rice balls. Lang Song went to the yard to clean up immediately after eating.

Hearing the sound of rushing water coming from the courtyard, Sun Yanshi tapped Langyue's nose and said, "Your brother is like a spinning top."

Langyue understood the word "your brother", and smiled softly, "Brother..."

Langyue started to feel drowsy after playing for a while, Sun Yanshi hugged her in her arms and patted her a few times before falling asleep.He really envied the child's sleep quality, and thought that if he could have such a good sleep quality, his troubles in life would be reduced by half.

The air conditioner was blowing straight towards the counter, and the cold wind lifted the little hair on Lang Yue's forehead. Sun Yanzhi was afraid that she would catch a cold, so he picked her up and walked to the backyard.

Lang Song was in the yard, squatting and cleaning the coal stove. Maybe because it was too hot, he took off his T-shirt and was naked from the waist up.The skin on the arms and neck exposed outside the clothes is dark, but the body is quite white, forming a sharp dividing line.A few bean-sized beads of sweat rolled down the arched back and slowly sank into the waistband of the trousers.

Hearing the movement, Lang Song subconsciously turned around, saw Sun Yanshi and hurriedly got up: "I'll carry her upstairs."

Sun Yanshi glanced at Lang Song's abdominal muscles, and said, "Farewell, you are covered in soot, I'll just hug you."

Lang Song wiped the sweat off his forehead with his arm, and smiled rather honestly: "That's fine."

Sun Yanshi carried Langyue up the stairs, halfway there he suddenly felt something was wrong, his hands were weak and he was short of breath, he immediately stretched out one leg and went up two steps, put Langyue on his lap, and called out Said Long Song.

Lang Song turned around and saw Sun Yanshi leaning against the railing with a pale face. He reacted quickly and ran up the stairs immediately, hugging Lang Yue with one hand, and carrying Sun Yanshi up the stairs with the other.

After setting up Lang Yue, Lang Song turned and left the room.The door of the opposite room was ajar, and through the gap, he saw Sun Yanshi sitting on the edge of the bed, bending over with his elbows on his knees, and his hands on his forehead, looking very uncomfortable.

After standing still at the door for two seconds, Lang Song walked in. He walked in front of Sun Yanshi only to see the half bottle of wine on the cabinet, which hadn't been opened, nor could it smell the wine.

Sun Yanshi didn't respond, he bowed his waist and covered his face in depression. If his hands and feet were not trembling, he would be no different from a stone statue.

Lang Song knew that Sun Yanshi must have a withdrawal reaction again, but he is not a doctor, and he didn't know what to do for a while, so he could only ask in a low voice: "Brother, are you okay?"

He waited for a while, but Sun Yanshi did not respond, but he heard a violent gasping sound from Sun Yanshi's mouth and nose, and at the same time saw Sun Yanshi's limbs trembling uncontrollably.

Lang Song half-knelt in front of Sun Yanshi nervously: "Brother, are you alright?"

After going upstairs early this morning, he immediately searched for "alcohol dependence syndrome" on the Internet, and learned about it comprehensively. Although he couldn't empathize with him, he knew that Sun Yanshi was in pain at the moment.

Sun Yanshi still didn't speak, he tensed his cheeks as hard as he could, and there was a soft sound of teeth rubbing against each other when he listened carefully.

Lang Song didn't show it on his face, but he was very anxious in his heart.

After the alcohol in the body is metabolized, the body will undergo a process of re-adaptation. During this process, if the degree of alcohol dependence is relatively heavy, the body's withdrawal reaction will also be relatively severe.Sun Yan knew that this situation was obviously serious, and he had to go to the hospital or add new alcohol to relieve the discomfort.

Lang Song's eyes swept over the wine bottle on the cabinet, he picked it up decisively with his mouth clenched, unscrewed the bottle cap and handed it to Sun Yanshi's lips.

Sun Yanshi was in a state of confusion, and his willpower was struggling against his body's instincts.The familiar bottle suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, causing his already shaky willpower to collapse. He angrily pushed away the culprit, gritted his teeth and roared: "Get out!"

It is these liquids that damage his nerves, wear down his will, and mutilate his body. He should refuse!Hate!keep away!

Lang Song didn't have any defenses. He was pushed and staggered. The bottle in his hand was tilted, and most of the wine spilled on the wooden floor. The strong smell of wine immediately wafted into the room.

Sun Yanshi's consciousness was resisting, but when the smell of alcohol entered his nostrils, his eyes and body instinctively chased after the smell.When his eyes locked on the puddle of liquid on the ground, he even had the urge to climb up and lick it.

Lang Song raised his eyes to look at Sun Yanshi, only to see that Sun Yanshi's eyes were bloodshot and filled with desire, like a traveler who has lost his way in the desert for a few days and suddenly saw a source of water, holding on tight Locked on the puddle of liquor on the ground.

He sideways blocked Sun Yanshi's sight, and handed the wine bottle to Sun Yanshi: "Brother, here it is."

Sun Yanshi did not resist again, and grabbed the bottle abruptly.

Lang Song frowned and looked at Sun Yanshi's protruding Adam's apple, his chest seemed to be pressed by a stone, and he couldn't breathe heavily.

After drinking, Sun Yanshi was like an addict who got drugs. After a period of time, all the discomforts in the body were relieved, and the wandering consciousness returned to his mind.He looked at the bottle in his hand in disbelief, not knowing what to say or do for a long time.

With a perplexed expression, he was thinking about whether he should explain something to himself, and the bottle in his hand was taken away by a hand with slender knuckles, and when he raised his eyes, he could only see a broad back.

Lang Song threw the wine bottle into the sink in the bathroom, then took the rag behind the door, wet it with water and wrung it out, then went back to Sun Yanshi's room, and silently wiped off the wine on the floor.After wiping it twice to make sure that there was no smell of alcohol, he washed his hands and went into Sun Yanshi's room.

During this period, Sun Yanshi kept silent and watched Lang Song busy.

When Lang Song entered the room again, he was actually a little nervous. He was afraid that Lang Song would ask him what and that Lang Song would comfort him, but to his astonishment, Lang Song just picked up the remote control and turned on the air conditioner, and asked him: " Brother, do you want to sleep for a while?"

Sun Yanshi lay down without saying a word, and answered the question with actions. Lang Song shook off the rolled up thin quilt and covered him, then turned and left.

Just before the door was about to close, Sun Yanshi said hoarsely: "Wait!"

Lang Song probed in, hesitated for a moment, and asked, "Brother, do you want more wine..."

"No," Sun Yanshi sat up and leaned against the head of the bed, "you come in first."

Lang Song entered the door as promised, and sat down on the chair beside the table under the signal of Sun Yanshi's eyes.

Sun Yanshi was silent for a while, took a deep breath, and asked, "Is there anything you want to ask me?"

Lang Song shook his head honestly, but the flash of hesitation on his face could not escape Sun Yanshi's eyes.

Sun Yanshi asked again: "Really?"

In fact, he knew that if he didn't ask, Lang Song would never ask.But this morning he took the initiative to open a hole in the kitchen, and he showed his ugly face in the past two days. As a landlord who lives under the same roof, he has to explain this matter clearly.

Lang Song gritted his teeth, looked down at the toes of his shoes, and after a moment of silence, he opened his lips and said, "Why...you can't do without wine so much?"

This question is very abrupt, and Sun Yanshi may not be able to answer it, but it is indeed a question that Lang Song has been thinking about today.

In the beginning, he didn't know much about Sun Yanshi, but in his eyes, Sun Yanshi was just a mediocre shop owner, lazy and unrestrained.But after a few times of contact, it is easy to discover Sun Yanshi's "inconsistency" and the sense of distance that is incompatible with this narrow alley.

Originally, he was just a little curious, but he didn't want to delve into it.

But what Sun Yanshi said in the kitchen in the early morning, Sun Yanshi's self-deprecating smile, and the unignorable sadness in Sun Yanshi's eyes, frame after frame of pictures flashed before his eyes repeatedly, making him unable to ignore it.

Something suddenly touched his nerves, and some scenes played back in his mind like a slow motion, Uncle Bing's indifference, Aunt Hua's banter, and Granny Zhang's nagging words...

Why do the neighbors in the neighborhood seem to have a kind of hostility towards Sun Yanzhi?What happened to Sun Yanshi?Does it have something to do with his heavy drinking?

When Lang Song was deep in thought, Sun Yanshi was also in a daze. He actually thought that out of concern for Lang Yue's safety, Lang Song would ask him questions such as "Will the withdrawal reaction make people violent?" However, Lang Song's words were unexpected.

The fan blades of the air conditioner seemed to be stuck, making a "click", breaking the silence in the room.

Sun Yan came back to his senses, his lips parted, and he silently recited the sentence why Lang Song said, and he was also thinking about why.

Just when Lang Song thought that Sun Yanshi was unwilling to answer, Sun Yanshi suddenly said, "Because I couldn't sleep."

This answer sounds a bit vague, but Sun Yanzhi thought about it seriously, and the crux was indeed here.

Habitual insomnia, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep. For three, five, or seven days in a row, I could barely sleep for one or two hours a day. During these two hours, I would constantly have various nightmares. Shocked, beaten, insulted.

He tried sleeping pills, but they didn't work.He tried to use alcohol to paralyze his nerves, and got himself so drunk that he couldn't tell whether he passed out or fell asleep in the end, but he finally managed to let himself breathe briefly under the influence of alcohol at the physiological limit a mouthful.

He fell into the abyss in paralysis again and again, and never climbed out again.

In order not to appear to be perfunctory, Sun Yanshi added: "I tried taking medicine, but it didn't work. Later, I found that drinking alcohol was more effective than taking medicine, and then..."

Lang Song was surprised that Sun Yanshi would answer positively, and said "Hmm..." thoughtfully.He realized that there seemed to be a discrepancy between what he wanted to ask and what Sun Yanshi understood. Maybe he should ask "Why can't I fall asleep" to get the answer, but he didn't press further.

Looking quickly at Sun Yanshi's sweaty forehead, Lang Song stood up: "Brother, rest, I'll call you again after dinner."

Sun Yanshi's Adam's apple rolled, he hesitated to speak, but finally he just nodded slightly.