That night, the lights on the second floor of the Si family villa were brightly lit. From time to time, there was a sound of glass bottles rolling on the floor from the study room on the second floor. At around three o'clock in the morning, the upstairs finally became quiet. After waiting all night
The butler, who had not even gone to rest, then quietly went upstairs and gently opened the study door. He saw some wine bottles lying on the floor. Some bottles rolled to the door. As the butler opened the door, the door hit him.
The glass bottles made another sound.
The housekeeper was startled, and quickly squatted down to pick up the empty wine bottle blocking the door. If he accidentally stepped on it, he would fall if he wasn't careful. He picked up the bottle, cleared a path, and looked at it.
Sitting on the sofa, the eldest son of the Si family didn't even change his clothes. He was lying face down. The hand holding a wine bottle was lowered less than ten centimeters from the floor. He was breathing heavily after drinking too much.
, his face had turned crimson due to the effect of the alcohol. The butler tried to take away the bottle with half a bottle of wine left in his hand. As soon as he touched the hand, the lying man opened his eyes.
Eye.
Those eyes were frighteningly red. When they first opened their eyes, the vigilant and sharp gaze frightened the butler who was crouching close to him so much that his breath stopped. He kept his eyes open and stared at the person in front of him motionlessly, and then
He picked up the bottle and poured it into his mouth. Maybe he really drank too much. When he raised his hand, the mouth of the bottle was not aimed at his mouth. Before the corners of his lips touched his lips, he raised his hand and heard a splash.
With a loud voice, half the bottle of wine was spilled on his face.
The housekeeper was so shocked that he quickly stood up and went to the bathroom to get a towel. The wine spilled into his eyes.
His face, eyes, nose, mouth, ears, and neck were hit by a strong smell of alcohol. His eyes stung. When he struggled to get up from the sofa, the alcohol in his stomach surged due to the sudden movement of his body.
It surged up and made his nose hurt. He couldn't open his eyes in pain. He freed his hands and pulled the tie around his neck haphazardly. His whole body felt hot, and the tie around his neck was the one that tightly bound his whole body.
As soon as I opened the mouth of the hot bag, I finally felt a hint of coolness.
"Master, here, wipe your face with a towel!" The housekeeper soaked the towel with warm water and handed it to Si Lan who sat up from the sofa. Seeing that he was more alert than before, he suggested that he let him take a rest. It was already late.
Already.
The man who had been woken up by the wet towel gave a grunt. When he stood up, he staggered a little. However, after taking a deep breath, he returned to his normal walking posture. Just when the housekeeper thought he was really obedient and went into the house to rest, he heard the sound in the corridor.
The sound echoed along with the sound of footsteps receding.
"Zhang Chenchu, come out and drink with me!"
The housekeeper has been working in the Si family for almost thirty years. When he came, the young master was not yet five years old. Thirty years later, he has watched the young master grow up and experienced the rise of the Si family and the decline of the family. Since the master
After his death, his wife went to France, and the family became really quiet.
It was extremely silent.
Now looking at the young master like this, the housekeeper could only sigh with distress.
Who will come and take care of him?
Who will take care of him?
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At three o'clock in the morning, in the luxurious private room of Jingteng, Zhang Chenchu once again complained that his stomach hurt. He got up and ran to the bathroom. As soon as he entered the bathroom, he grabbed his mobile phone and made a call. The phone rang several times before someone answered it.
There was a dim voice on the other side, and it was obvious that someone had woken him up in his sleep. Before the other person could speak, Zhang Chenchu had already hit the lid of the toilet with his forehead.
"Boss, save me, come and save me!"
The person who answered the phone was Shang Qingwen. He called for help in the middle of the night and woke up the couple who were sleeping soundly. Shang Qingwen closed his eyes and said quietly, "Are you being hunted or killed?"
Are you exhausted on the bed and need some power support?"
Ah, Zhang Chenchu cursed in a low voice. You are not afraid of being heard by your wife, you pervert! Zhang Chenchu retched, and the smell of alcohol made him narrow his eyes. He held the phone and babbled for a while, just to say a few words.
He vomited a few more times, and Shu Ran's brows almost furrowed when he heard it.
When he hung up the phone, Shang Qingwen looked at his wife who had been woken up and looked at him with dissatisfaction. Mr. Shang knew that he had disturbed her. She slept late last night and was busy working overtime until twelve o'clock. She just fell asleep now.
She was woken up in the middle of the night. She was already a little angry, but now she was woken up in the middle of the night. How could she feel comfortable?
"What's the date today?" Shang Qingwen didn't stand up in a hurry, but faced Mrs. Shang's glare with a smile. Speaking from experience, using gentleness to overcome just now is the king.
"The 23rd!" Shu Ran's voice was a little hoarse, and his anger was half gone when he saw his smiling face. She thought about the 22nd yesterday, and then looked at Mr. Shang, "Are you going to do it again?
go out?"
"I'd better go take a look! Don't worry!" Shang Qingwen nodded, with a rather helpless tone!
Shu Ran didn't say anything but got up and went to find clothes for him. On the night of the 22nd last year, Shang Qingwen also went out in the early morning. This year he was really on time!
It’s like this every year, don’t look at the Zhang family’s third-generation single son, Mr. Zhang, being drunk to death!!
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The mother and son lying side by side on the g started talking like this. There was the sound of the air conditioner operating in the room. Lin Xuejing was afraid that Chengjia would catch cold, so she set the temperature at 29 degrees, but she felt that the temperature was still too low, so she pulled on a small fleece
The blanket covered his belly.
Little Chengjia, who was lying on the side, moved, and a child's voice sounded softly in the darkness, "Mom, I couldn't sleep since I changed places!"
Lin Xuejing laughed softly after hearing this. It wasn't just little Chengjia who couldn't sleep, but she couldn't sleep either?
Mother and son really slept at home tonight. Mother Wei took care of Father Lin in the hospital and drove the mother and son home to rest. Before leaving, she told Lin Xuejing to take good care of Chengjia and they didn't need to worry about the hospital.
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She slept in the room she once had, and her mood was so complicated that night. She couldn't explain the complicated emotions. Nothing in the room had changed. The only thing that had changed was that Wei's mother carefully cleaned and tidied it for her.
Qi, I have had too many fairy-tale dreams, from the beginning of love to the end of the dream. When I lie down now, in addition to filling it with those beautiful childhood memories, I feel that things are different and people are different.
, Golden Years, the little girl back then has grown up!
The experience of growing up included joy and pain, but after experiencing those pains, she was also grateful for the various tests that fate brought to her, because these tests made her stronger.
Lin Xuejing leaned sideways and reached out to caress her son's smooth forehead, "Chengjia, if mom changes her job now, the salary may not be as impressive as before, and our life may not be as tight as before. Can you support mom?"
Little Chengjia turned over. Even though there was no light in the room, Lin Xuejing still felt that her son was looking at her with those bright eyes. After a long time, little Chengjia whispered, "Mom, am I dragging you down?"
Already?"
He couldn't sleep, not only because he had changed places, but also because he was still thinking about what happened that night. Uncle Fan was very good to them, especially his mother, but Uncle Fan's parents didn't like him.
It was obvious that his presence prevented her mother from being happy. She sat up on her bed. She couldn't sleep all night and was actually struggling with this matter in her heart. The meal she had at Fanchen's house in the evening made her feel uneasy.
When she heard her son suddenly say this, she felt sad and uncomfortable.
"What kind of drag?" Lin Xuejing held her son's little face with both hands and looked into his eyes seriously, "Chengjia, you are not a drag on my mother, you are everything to me. My mother can't live without you, do you know?
"Lin Xuejing's voice became choked as she spoke. Who wants to look down on them? They don't need others to look at them with pity and charity. They are not cabbage on the market and need to be picked and picked by others. Those gossips
It was nothing to her. Since she decided to bring her son back, she was mentally prepared to endure it all. But the only thing she was worried about was little Chengjia's mental endurance, even though her son had never asked about it.
But as he grew older, he understood more. Lin Xuejing knew that it wasn't that he didn't want to ask, but that he didn't know how to ask while taking her mood into consideration.
She didn't know how to explain this to her son!
The quiet breath was circulating in the air, and little Chengjia's little face held in the palm of her mother's hand showed a smile. This smile contained comfort, distress, and understanding and tolerance, "I understand, Mom, I understand,
So no matter what decision you make, I will support you!"
Lin Xuejing hurriedly released her hand to turn off the desk lamp, held her son in her arms and said, "Good night!" Her strong nasal voice made these two words seem a bit heavy, but Chengjia said nothing and stretched out her arms to hug her.
Holding her neck, her mother turned off the light so quickly because she was afraid that he would see her cry, but soon, tiny droplets of water fell down one after another on his little face.
He wiped those warm and slightly hot teardrops little by little with his fingertips -
Mom, I really want to grow up quickly!
You wait for me, wait for me to grow up!
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At three o'clock in the morning, Shang Qingwen's black Mercedes-Benz arrived at the VIP area parking space of Jingteng Leisure Club after driving for half an hour. When entering the elevator, he did not forget to send a safe text message to Shu Ran who was waiting at home.
Mrs. Shang always felt uneasy about him traveling in the middle of the night. Before going out, she repeatedly asked him to send her a text message when he arrived in Jingteng.
Shang Qingwen never felt that his wife's excessive concern was a burden. Even if it was a burden, it was a sweet burden, and he was happy with it!
"Mr. Shang!" As soon as the elevator door opened, someone from the Zhang family was already waiting outside. It was Zhang Chenchu's assistant. He had stayed up most of the night and still didn't dare to close his eyes. When he saw the person coming out of the elevator
I finally let out a sigh of relief, the wait was finally over!
Shang Qingwen smiled slightly and thought that Zhang Chenchu was afraid of drinking. He didn't forget to bring his secretary over to support him when he was found out in the middle of the night. When he saw the conscientious assistant's face, he looked red after drinking.
His face was clear.
As soon as he entered the door, he was overwhelmed by the smoky smell in the room. He stretched out his hand to block his nose. At Mrs. Shang's unanimous request, Shang Qingwen had quit drinking for a long time. Not only did everyone in the company know that he did not drink,
Those business partners also knew it. Just because he was too busy at work and lacked time to exercise, one night Mrs. Shang suddenly pinched the fat on his belly and sighed in surprise. Could it be that an older man
At this age, as the amount of social activities increases, he will grow a belly? This sentence really hit him. Thinking that he is eight years older than *, and he is destined to be disliked if he does not pay attention to maintenance. For this reason, Shang
My husband quit smoking and drinking, and even if he did drink, it would only be a small amount of red wine.
The smell of alcohol is really intoxicating!
The room was not in a mess, and the waiters cleaned it up in time. As soon as Shang Qingwen entered, he looked around for Zhang Chenchu. After looking around for a week and not seeing him, he learned from the waiter that Mr. Zhang was still vomiting in the bathroom.
Shang Qingwen is not worried about Si Lan. That guy has a good drinking capacity. He has developed his skills since he entered the officialdom ten years ago. It is a piece of cake to easily drink with the three of them. He watched as he drank more and more on the sofa.
The more sober a man is, Shang Qingwen observed three seconds of silence for Zhang Chenchu who was still vomiting in the toilet.
Poor that kid! Often good things are not remembered by others, but when something bad like this happens, he will be the first to bear the brunt. Brother Run will not buy it if he is unhappy, no matter who you are.
, it has nothing to do with him if he is drunk to death, but Zhang Chenchu is different. He shouts ah ah ah every time. He is afraid of what if Si Lan is drunk to death and no one collects the body. At least someone has to watch him ah ah ah. As a result, every time
He is the one who wants to die drunk!
Shang Qingwen sat there and watched Si Lan drink. He frowned at the glass cups he placed on the coffee table in front of him in a row. He filled the cups nonchalantly, and when he reached the seventh cup
As soon as his hand stopped, he pushed the remaining empty wine glasses aside. The capacity of those seven glasses was not small, and Shang Qingwen also noticed that they were high-purity liquor.
Is this person crazy?
Shang Qingwen stood up and stretched out his hand to block the wine glass he was about to pick up. His eyes indicated that enough was enough!
"You don't even allow me to drink?" Si Lan's eyes turned red and his voice was low and hoarse. Shang Qingwen blocked his hand when he reached out to take the glass, and his fingers only touched the edge of the wine glass.
Shang Qingwen sighed quietly, it's not that he is not allowed to drink, but he is not allowed to drink so much. Of course, there are no so-called words of comfort between men. Just like last year, when he was drunk, he woke up the next day and was still alive and kicking like something.
It was as if nothing happened, and he just stayed by his side, watched him finish his drink, and then drove him home.
He had already asked the waiter in the private room before entering the door. He had drunk enough tonight, and he was really afraid that something would happen if he drank any more.
Shang Qingwen did not take back his hand, but still pressed the cup rim with his palm. When he raised his eyes to look at the red eyes of his boss Si Lan, he said softly: "Si Lan, you are still blaming me!"
As soon as the case five years ago was solved, both of them knew the past that was involved. Shang Qingwen knew that he was guilty, and he was the one who felt guilty now, because seeing Si Lan like this now, Shang Qingwen
Wen sometimes thinks that if those things had not been revealed back then, and those things had been buried underground with the dead, then the living would not have felt guilty, let alone be eroded and tormented by those guilts.
Already.
Si Lan didn't let go of his hand and gave a wry smile, "I didn't!" He said, looking down at the row of wine glasses, "I just figured it out now that living people actually suffer more than dead people.
!" Si Lan chuckled and raised the corners of his lips, pointing to the seven glasses of wine in front of him, "I also want to try to see what it will taste like if I drink these wines in one go! Is it bitter, astringent, or...
--!"
After listening to Si Lan's words, Shang Qingwen felt that what he said was a bit inconsistent, but when he thought about it, Si Lan had already picked up the wine glasses next to him and poured it into his mouth directly, one glass, two glasses...
....The seventh cup!
He drank all seven glasses of wine in one go. Shang Qingwen didn't have time to stop him. He stood up and asked the waiter to drive his car to the door and wait. He also arranged for Zhang Chenchu's assistant to send Zhang Chenchu home.
Then he helped Si Lan, who had completely fainted from the seven glasses of wine, and walked out of the private room.
After getting in the car, Shang Qingwen was already sweating from exhaustion. The weather on this hot day was really not suitable for walking. Even though it was already past four in the morning, the wind was still hot.
Shang Qingwen locked the door as soon as he got in the car. Although the man lying in the back seat always fell asleep when he was drunk, he was neither drunk nor running around. At most, he would vomit violently when he got off the car.
Just fall back and get some sleep. After driving out of the parking lot, Shang Qingwen heard a low cough. He raised his head and looked in the rearview mirror at the back seat. He noticed that someone lying in the back seat was lying there.
The sitting person was struggling to sit up, so he asked in a low voice angrily, "How does it feel after drinking it?"
The person in the back row lay back and closed his eyes. Shang Qingwen didn't know if he heard what he asked. It wasn't until the car was so quiet that he could hear each other's breathing that Shang Qingwen listened.
Then his low voice sounded.
"The feeling of despair!"
————————————This is the first update, there will be more to come. I will try to write more while my child is taking a nap. I will reply to all messages in the evening. Please wait for me——————