"Chengchengcheng, stop talking. If you like, you can continue. I'm asleep and I'm too lazy to care about you. Don't open the door to my room blindly."
Zhang Xiaochen stood up and walked to the room, turned the doorknob and opened it.
"Hey, I haven't finished what I said...Forget it, it happens every time. I just hide in the room, and the ghosts come when you sleep. Go away."
The drunk Tang Xiaofeng finally dismissed Zhang Xiaochen with a disgusting tone. Zhang Xiaochen was too lazy to talk to him, but still couldn't help but reply:
"You know this happens every time, so why don't you show me how drunk you are every time I come back? You can still have a good chat. You know how to fool around when you're drunk, and you keep doing it over and over again.
Let's talk about it tomorrow. After you've had enough, go to bed as soon as possible. The tea is in the hot water kettle. Remember to drink it yourself. It's freshly boiled and won't burn you to death."
The man in front of Zhang Xiaochen had just experienced a failed online relationship a few days ago. Then, he wandered around for a few days without going to work, but he didn't ask for leave. The boss fired him in anger, and now he is drunk at home.
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Zhang Xiaochen didn't remember where he heard that tea could relieve hangovers, so he bought a large bag of tea a few days ago and brewed a large pot of it every night, but he also forgot about the refreshing effect of tea.
Zhang Xiaochen turned around and turned on the light in the room, closed the door, walked to the bed and lay down weakly.
Tang Xiaofeng is Zhang Xiaochen's friend. They all grew up in an orphanage. Tang Xiaofeng is one year older than Zhang Xiaochen. In Zhang Xiaochen's memory, they were still on the same bed for a while, but later he was admitted to the institution.
The eldest mother asked to sleep separately until they were old enough. Tang Xiaofeng left the orphanage. After leaving the orphanage, Tang Xiaofeng did not continue his studies. A year later, Zhang Xiaochen also left the orphanage and also did not continue his studies.
After leaving the orphanage, Zhang Xiaochen was very confused and didn't know where to go. After a few days of debauchery, he met Tang Xiaofeng again while walking on the street. Then, he and Tang Xiaofeng went from the city to the small town together.
The two of them were just spending time together, and Tang Xiaofeng rented a small house of 35 square meters in a few days. It had two bedrooms, one living room and one kitchen, which was enough for activities, and then the two of them lived in this small house.
Living in the house, in order to avoid criticism from the neighbors, the two of them addressed themselves as brother and sister in front of the neighbors, and did not mention their surnames but only named them.
After the two of them spent a month together, Tang Xiaofeng couldn't bear the expenses. Then Tang Xiaofeng found a small and inconspicuous job for Zhang Xiaochen. Although he couldn't have too much surplus, it was enough to support his life. That's it.
Son, the two of us have been together for nearly two years.
Zhang Xiaochen moved a small chair, sat by the bed and looked out the window. The house they rented was on the third floor. During the day, there was a vegetable market downstairs, which seemed longer. At night, the food stalls were withdrawn and it seemed quieter. There was a small supermarket opposite.
The bright light reflected the empty street. Zhang Xiaochen just sat there in a daze for a while, got up, tidied up, and went to bed to rest.
The next day, Zhang Xiaochen got up early again. The sky was slightly bright, and there was some dim light coming in from the window. Zhang Xiaochen always wanted to buy himself a curtain, but he always forgot.
After leaving the room, Zhang Xiaochen turned around and gently opened Tang Xiaofeng's door. Then he took a sneak peek and found that Tang Xiaofeng was still asleep on the bed, so he ignored him and went to wash up and make breakfast.
After finishing everything, Zhang Xiaochen entered Tang Xiaofeng's room, then sat beside his bed and woke him up: "Wake up, drunkard. It's time to get up. Wash up and have breakfast."
Seeing no movement, Zhang Xiaochen stretched out his hand and shook him: "Wake up, lazy guy, don't sleep, the sun is going to scorch your butt."
Tang Xiaofeng woke up in a daze, and then murmured: "What are you doing up? I have a headache. Stop screaming. It's still a waste to wake up so early. Please let me sleep a little longer."
Turning over, the blanket was pulled over his body, covering his head and he fell asleep again.
"You wake up, eat your fill and find a job. Isn't it just that you broke up with someone online? As for lying in bed like a dead dog, besides, the rent has to be paid next month. If you don't get up to work, where will the money come from?
Pay the rent.”
Zhang Xiaochen and Tang Xiaofeng were fighting for the blanket, but Zhang Xiaochen's strength was no match for Tang Xiaofeng's, so the blanket was pulled by Tang Xiaofeng and crushed tightly.
"You lazy idiot, go to sleep. I don't want to care about you anymore. I'll get up and eat by myself later. If you don't go to work, I still have to go to work. I have to care about you."
After saying that, he shook off the blanket in his hand and slapped Tang Xiaofeng hard on the stomach. In an instant, Tang Xiaofeng rolled his mouth in pain and screamed, then he lifted the blanket and roared:
"Zhang Xiaochen, you crazy woman wants to kill someone, right? You do this every day. You deserve to be so cruel without a boyfriend."
"It's as if you lazy guy has a girlfriend now, so get out of here."
Zhang Xiaochen retorted unceremoniously, hitting his wound, and then angrily returned to his room.
After a while, Zhang Xiaochen changed her clothes and tied a ponytail and came out. She glanced at Tang Xiaofeng again and found that he still hadn't gotten up, so she picked up the bowl and chopsticks and started eating.
Tang Xiaofeng, who was in the room, listened to the noise outside until he heard Zhang Xiaochen closing the door, guessing that she had gone to work. Then he sat up, scratched his chicken coop, got out of bed and walked out.
After he came out of the hall, he walked towards the small refrigerator, a small two-layered one that he bought second-hand for several hundred dollars. Fortunately, it was durable.
Tang Xiaofeng opened the upper floor, took a look inside, and then smiled and cursed: "Smelly girl, it's scrambled eggs again." His face was helpless, but his eyes were full of doting...
Zhang Xiaochen, who had just gone downstairs and exited the door, suddenly sneezed several times in succession and walked to the street. The owner of the toy store next to him chuckled and joked: "Sneeze, good luck, Xiaochen, don't miss it this early in the morning."
I have a cold, why don't you go back and put on more clothes." I didn't forget to learn the previous sentence about spraying.
Zhang Xiaochen smiled awkwardly and responded: "No, no, it's not cold today. It's just that summer came late this year. Uncle Zhou, I went to work. Let's talk later."
"Where is your brother? Why haven't you seen anyone these days? Has he gone to other provinces to find a job?"
"No, my brother is at home. He has something to do."
"Oh, that's it. Let's go, I should keep the store after finishing it." Uncle Zhou did not delay her, he simply replied to Zhang Xiaochen, placed the toys in front of him and went in.
Zhang Xiaochen also hurried to the place where she worked. She helped collect bills in a small supermarket.
Because the supermarket was filling up the goods later, she kept moving things and placing goods after closing. Or if she saw that some shelves were lacking goods, she would add them in time to facilitate the business the next day. She could have a day off tomorrow, but she was afraid that other employees would come.
There wasn't enough time early in the morning, so Zhang Xiaochen didn't get off work until almost eleven o'clock.
Many small shops operating on the street have closed their doors. Zhang Xiaochen dragged his tired body and walked on the road intertwined with neon lights and street lights, recalling the numbing experience in the supermarket.
Zhang Xiaochen arrived at the downstairs of his rental house and opened the door downstairs. After entering, he locked the door and then slowly walked up the stairs. When he reached the door, he stretched the key into the keyhole, only to find that the door was ajar. Zhang Xiaochen pushed the door open depressedly.
When I opened the door, I heard something smashing. The sound was very clear, it was the sound of broken glass, followed by a thumping sound.
Zhang Xiaochen shouted angrily: "Tang Xiaofeng, what are you doing!" but received no response.
He scanned the horizon but did not see Tang Xiaofeng's figure, and then saw a pair of splayed feet leaking out next to the sofa. Zhang Xiaochen thought that he must have been drunk and accidentally dropped the cup, and there was also a smell in the air.
A faint smell of alcohol.
He complained: "Drunk, can't you just go into the room and sleep properly?" Then he walked up and planned to help him back to the room.
When Zhang Xiaochen bent down to pull Tang Xiaofeng up, she saw a touch of red on the edge of the table. She reached out and touched it, and was shocked. Then she quickly pulled Tang Xiaofeng up, and then she saw blood flowing from his forehead.
Even the ground was stained with a small blood stain.
Zhang Xiaochen, who saw this scene, was stunned and turned blue with fear.