Wang Tie crouched by the roadside, crying for quite so ti, a good half hour, until he could cry no more.
Yi Feng and Han Ping’an just sat by his side, finishing a pack of cigarettes without speaking or offering consolation.
Sotis, n also need an emotional release; crying it out ans not having to bottle it up inside.
The crowd in the distance had already dispersed, leaving the street sowhat deserted.
Yi Feng took out a new pack of cigarettes, nudged Wang Tie with his elbow, and said calmly, “Everyone’s gone.”
Wang Tie then lifted his head, his knees wet with tears, his eyes red and tear-streaked dry.
He looked at where the crowd had been, lost in thought, not sure what he was thinking.
Yi Feng handed him a cigarette, saying, “Have a smoke, I’ll take you out for drinks later.”
Wang Tie took the cigarette, gave a bitter smile, and asked, “Brother Feng, do you think I’m a coward?”
Yi Feng lit the cigarette for him, shaking his head, “Being able to restrain yourself, to let go, that’s the bravest thing.”
In the past, Wang Tie would have gone up and started a fight without a second thought.
But he had changed now, learning restraint.
Going straight into a fight might feel good, but it cos at a cost, harming oneself significantly while only slightly injuring the enemy.
Wang Tie took a drag on his cigarette, sighed, and said, “I thought Xiaoling was the only woman for in this life. I had planned to propose to her after graduating from college, then get married and have two kids.”
“Who would have thought… fate would play such a trick on , haha.”
He laughed at himself, then turned to Han Ping’an and asked, “Ping’an, do I look stupid?”
Han Ping’an shook his head, saying nothing.
“I’m such an idiot!” Wang Tie derided himself.
Yi Feng patted his shoulder, offering comfort, “Don’t be like that, so won aren’t worth it.”
Wang Tie took a deep breath, then took another harsh drag on his cigarette, coughing violently.
“Cough cough! Forget it, Brother Feng, I want to drink.”
“Let’s go drink,” Yi Feng said with a smile.
The three went to the seafood supper restaurant, ordered a few dishes, and brought out two bottles of beer.
Wang Tie downed glass after glass, with Yi Feng keeping pace.
Han Ping’an wanted to drink too but thought better of it, knowing if all got drunk, no one would be left to handle things, so he drank less.
Yi Feng and Wang Tie had already drunk a fair amount of liquor during the day, and now, after two bottles of beer, both were drunk.
After getting drunk, Wang Tie cried on the table, “I, I must have been blind!”
“All my sincerity was eaten by dogs!”
“I will climb higher in the future, make that damn Xu Xiaoling regret it!”
Wang Tie looked up at Yi Feng with blurry eyes, expressing his gratitude, “Brother Feng, you gave the opportunity, I will work even harder from now on!”
Yi Feng, also drunk, put an arm around his shoulder, laughing, “Wang Tie, rember, I am your brother for life. Just rember this, and that’s enough.”
“Brother Feng!” Wang Tie, moved, wiped away his tears, finally smiling.
After Wang Tie got drunk, Yi Feng paid the bill and eventually couldn’t hold up any longer, lying down under the table along with Wang Tie.
Han Ping’an looked at the two, smiled helplessly, knowing he had his work cut out for him.
…
The next day, Yi Feng woke up, opened his eyes to the familiar ceiling, then turned to look out the window. The sunlight had already co in, and it was no longer early.
“My head really hurts!”
Yi Feng suddenly felt a throbbing headache, the aftermath of a hangover.
Lying in bed for a while longer, he finally ca to his senses.
He had indeed blacked out the night before, unable to rember anything after paying the bill, not even how he got ho.
What ti was it?
Yi Feng picked up his phone, checked the ti, and was surprised to find it was already 10:30 a.m.
He hadn’t expected to sleep so long after drinking with Wang Tie and Han Ping’an until midnight.
Yi Feng rubbed his head, the hangover feeling truly uncomfortable.
Getting out of bed, he realized he hadn’t changed out of yesterday’s clothes, which now reeked of smoke and alcohol.
Yi Feng decided to freshen up and take a shower to clear his head.
Just as he was about to leave his room, he saw Gu Muxi reading in the living room.
“You finally woke up, Young Master Yi? I thought you were going to sleep forever. Why didn’t you drink more?” Gu Muxi’s eyes flashed with anger, glaring at him.
Gu Muxi had been genuinely worried about Yi Feng the previous night, calling Han Ping’an in the middle of the night to find out that Yi Feng was dead drunk, which kept her up all night in frustration.
Stupid Feng, drinking so much! Really!
Yi Feng scratched his head, awkwardly laughing, “Hey, last night… sothing happened, I ended up drinking a bit too much with Wang Tie. Hey, where are my parents? They don’t seem to be ho.”
“Your uncle took your aunt to the hospital for a check-up. They asked to look after you. Otherwise, I wouldn’t bother with you!” Gu Muxi turned her head away, pretending to be haughty.
But then she turned back, pouting, “I bought you hangover soup, it’s on the table, rember to drink it.”
“And, I bought you soy milk and buns, eat them if you’re hungry.”
“The hangover soup is a bit bitter. I left hawthorn slices and rock sugar on the side.”
Hearing these caring words, Yi Feng felt a warm feeling in his heart.
Gu Muxi really does care about !
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