Wu Xie, see you!

The result of the elimination of "clay pot, clay bowl, get out" is to select the left who has no innovation.However, the left side is close to the entrance of the alley, and the street is just outside the alley. The road is wide and bright, which is not bad.I listened to the movement behind me. The little bartender was talking, but I couldn't hear clearly.I guess it's all right.Anyway, if he dares to follow me, I will beat him!I happened to be full of anger and had nowhere to spread it, so he hit the gun.Who is afraid of whom, foreigners are amazing?Is it amazing to grow up eating raw meat?I am taller than you!The more I walked, the more I thought about it, the more angry I became.Why the hell am I hiding... What is this called!This is the first time I heard that old men were... harassed by a man... If you go to the police, it will be on the social news!The policeman will also laugh out loud!

It's all to blame for the boredom... no, it's my own fault.It was me who was messing with myself.But if it weren't for... Forget it, what position do I have to delve into this.But that being said, it’s fine if it’s so good, even light rain can’t quench the burning fire in my heart.I don't know where I look like a gay from head to toe? !I've never encountered such a thing before. Could it be that Panda bought the wrong T-shirt?He actually likes the Panda on me?If so, I would really consider giving it to him, after all he is so persistent...I feel so cold.

When we got to the main road, it was really bright. The orange street lamps illuminated the golden rain in the night sky, and illuminated the wet road crystal clear.The scenery and the air are great, but there are so few cars, I don't know if there are taxis.After crossing the road, I stood under a locust tree to shelter from the rain, and stared into the distance.Alas, there is no little red light sign for empty cars, I really want to go home quickly.But then he suddenly remembered that he hadn't told Poker Ping yet, so he couldn't let him make a trip in vain.But how?

I'm going back.

You don't come back.

I'm going back first, don't come back.

"..."

It must be that the brain is rusty, thinking about it is nothing more than these two sentences, it is strange to disassemble the combination.Just as I was thinking, an empty car came out from the entrance of the alley in front!Fuck, Fuck, great kindness, great kindness!The text message can be sent later, this car is really not to be missed when passing by!I quickly ran out from under the tree and reached out to it.

Finally got into the car, gave the name of the place, and listened to the scary supernatural radio drama with the soundtrack played by the driver, and my mood immediately improved a lot.The fat man was right, I was lucky after all.But before he could catch his breath, the phone rang.Oops!I won't really let him go for nothing, will I?But it shouldn't be so fast... He should understand what I mean by saying that it's inconvenient to not be able to meet the black glasses, so it should be to send the black glasses back first, right?So, it shouldn't be so fast!I swallowed and stared at "10086", wishing it was real 10086 at the moment.

Pressed the call, and before I could say "Hello", 10086 said, "Where are you?" The tone was quite cold, which made me shiver.Why are you angry... why are you angry!I'm not angry yet! "In the car, I just..." But before I finished speaking, he interrupted me: "I didn't mean to ask you to wait for me to come back."

This is great, the anger I had just been suppressed by the empty car that fell from the sky was all aroused.You said let me wait for you to come back, but it's not like I didn't wait!Besides, which ear did you hear that I promised you?Every time you make arrangements on your own, damn it, my opinion is that I have no opinion, just fart!And, don't you think you're weird?When I want to leave, how long I want to stay, and how I want to go home are all my own business, what does it have to do with you!Why should I listen to your arrangement!

My head was flooded with all kinds of angry barrages. If I hadn't considered that he was a client and Party A, I would have almost exploded.There was no way, and in the end I could only answer the wrong question angrily: "I'm almost home, you don't need to..."

In the end, he interrupted me again: "I asked, you just left."

Did he really go back to the bar?I was surprised, but he didn't allow me to think more, and asked one after another, and followed up so quickly!Immediately, he asked again: "Is Jing B00370 you?"

number plate?What license plate number?I froze for a moment, and then remembered to look at the operating certificate in front of the taxi... I was dumbfounded.After being slapped in the face, it is inevitable to have the urge to yell at him, "Beijing B00370 is not me! It's the car I'm riding in!".

WTF!What exactly is going on!

At this time, I felt that there was a car behind me constantly changing the high and low beams and shaking us.I looked back and was dazzled by the high beam. I couldn't tell what it was except that the car in the distance ran a red light on a small zebra crossing.Even so, I had a premonition, and subconsciously shrank back, like a thief.

"No, I don't know..." I just opened my mouth to fool Poker, but at this moment the driver swears, "Fuck, what are you talking about?" and it exposes me... I covered my face in pain, oh Brother, you are too shameless!As a result, I lifted up the phone and looked, oh, it’s out of battery, help!No, it doesn't matter if the battery is out, the key is when the battery is out, did he hear that?

So far, I have been very sure and sure that the car behind is a stuffy bottle.Not only did he change the high and low beams, he also kept honking the horn, which was too different from his usual gentle and steady driving style.In fact, I don't know what I'm hiding.It's all subconscious, even a little frightening.So, what is the rhythm now?Are you chasing a fart, making "Fast and Furious"?After catching up, did you continue to hit us and force us to stop, and then my brother went crazy again, and the two of you spilled blood and ran a red light in the middle of the night to take a CrazyTaxi? !

Poker-Face obviously didn't even give me time to brainstorm, so he quickly caught up.I heard his "beep" sound on our left, and the brother who didn't know the truth was also furious, and scolded him for being crazy through the window.I glanced at it quietly, and sure enough, taxis are not as easy to use as Daben!Poker Bottle immediately overtook us, drove a little distance, merged into our lane, slammed on the brakes, and stopped in front of the red light.

I know big things are bad, but the reaction can't keep up.My brother yelled "fuck" and slammed on the brakes.I was brought by this inertia and almost rolled into the footwell, and hit the back of the passenger seat.Like a submachine gun, my brother scolded him in different ways and honked the horn beep-beep-beep. It should be very noisy, but I haven't recollected it from "Aftermath". Like far away in heaven.At this moment, the car door next to me was slammed open, Poker bottle grabbed my arm, pulled me out, and said at the same time, "Get out of the car."

Why, why, what is this... What is this weird mixed aura field with a black face, low air pressure and against the light, like a god descending?Are you going to "rob" people or "save" people?I just took a taxi, so there is nothing to save... However, in fact, I didn't care about complaining at all, and I didn't keep up with the rhythm in front of me.After the car chase and the attempted crash just now, I was completely stunned, my heart was beating like something.Looking at Pokerfing like this, I didn't know where the previous anger had gone, so I just subconsciously made a movement of pulling my arm back, and then I heard Pokerfing "tsk".

Master, don't tsk, I didn't draw it back, the effect is at best just a bit of earning.Damn it, forgot he was too strong.After realizing this, the place where my arm was held by him felt a little pain belatedly.No, it's not a little...it hurts!Damn!Can you allow me to speak first?

Since he didn't let go, for the sake of his arms, a hero doesn't suffer any immediate losses, so I could only "obediently" get out of the car along with his strength with good things.At this time, the brother who didn't know the truth slammed the door and walked around to our side, swearing at Poker Bottle. "What are you doing!" Then he looked at me again, "Do you recognize this psychopath? Do you need to call the police for you?"

Brother is a good guy...although he kept a safe distance from us...no!My mind froze for a moment.If this is reported to the police, it will not only be as simple as going to the social news, but such a bloody plot will still make the police laugh out loud!Moreover, he obviously seemed to have misunderstood something, and regarded Poker Bottle as a sick villain?Looking at the brother who took out his mobile phone while talking, I didn't have time to explain more, so I could only pick the key points to stop him.

"do not!"

"You report."

In the end, Poker-Face and I opened our mouths at the same time...

Report to your sister, are you really crazy? !I looked at him in disbelief.Seeing this, my brother was obviously at a loss.Only Boyouping, he acted like nothing happened after he finished speaking, and even tucked my arm into his left arm like a handbag... What's the matter with this feeling that I'm afraid of running away? !How do I run, drive your car or drive a taxi?I don't even know where the driver's license is at the bottom of the box!

"What the hell are you doing!" I twisted my arms and twitched back.

Pokerfing's left arm was clamped even tighter. He looked back at me without saying a word, let go of his right hand that had been clutching my forearm, and put it into his trouser pocket.Although he was at a safe distance, Brother still involuntarily took another step back, his face full of vigilance.Poker Bottle didn't say anything, just stared at him blankly, then took out...the wallet from his pocket, opened his hands, looked down, frowned, took out a green mulberry, and greeted him. Looking at my brother's embarrassing face, I bent down and put it on the taxi seat behind me.

"..." Your fucking money was burned, my butt is still warm, give me 50!You don't have any change, but you are so handsome! "I have some change!" I yelled, but Pokerfoil ignored me, put away my wallet, "caught" me and took a step forward, then closed the car door, turned around, and finally freed my arm, but At the same time, my right hand grabbed my left wrist, which was carrying the backpack, and said, "Let's go."

I was speechless for an instant.Here it comes again... Do you really think you are dumb!Wherever you go, say a few more words and you won't die!The more I thought about it, the angrier I became, and when he pulled me between the two cars, I stopped doing it completely, stayed where I was, and pulled him back.He didn't look back, he tugged twice, didn't move, and then looked back at me with a frown.

It's not good to frown to let you know!I glared at him. "Are you really sick! What kind of crazy are you smoking!" Seeing him turn around, I pointed to the car and continued, "Look for yourself, I don't know if it's raining! Do you understand the danger! You fucking Don't die, I haven't lived enough yet!"

The inspiration came, the emotion came, and I felt that I still had a lot to say, but in the end, while I was talking, Poker-Face suddenly took a step towards me.I closed my mouth subconsciously, and watched him stand in front of me, staring at me expressionlessly.

Damn, I don't know if it's too close, the sense of oppression suddenly hits the face with the breath of Poker Bottle.I took a step back and he followed.As soon as the aura collides with the aura, it is immediately distinguished.Looking at his eager eyes, I feel that if he is a black panther waiting for an opportunity and jumping out of the grass at any time, then I must be a black panther who is unconscious and will be caught in the next second. A gazelle that gnawed its neck off.

So... what's the matter with this déjà vu that will be eaten in the next second...

Poker bottle breathed out at this moment, and the person suddenly leaned towards me again, getting closer.I subconsciously closed my eyes, shrunk my neck, raised my arms and crossed them in front of me to block any possible "attack" from him, no matter if the posture was "NO" or "Dynamic Superman Beep Beep" or something mean.The movement was so sudden that I lifted Poker Fing's hands together, and the backpack in my hand fell to the ground with a "slap".

A few seconds passed, except for the sound of the taxi driving away, there was no movement from Poker Bottle?I carefully opened one eye and squinted, but before I could see anything clearly, I first heard a crisp sound of "pop" from my forehead, and then my head really tilted back... I was stunned After being stunned, I realized that I wanted to say "Aw".

How dare he flick me on the head!

Even if I could think of [-] possibilities for the attack from Poker Bottle, I would never have imagined it would be like this!It hurts... "Fuck! You... why are you playing me!" I covered my poor forehead, very angry at his sudden and unreasonable behavior, and stomped on him.But damn, I must have been merciless, Poker-Face only frowned, and didn't have any special reaction... I'm really puzzled.And for some reason, his face returned to normal, without the low pressure just now.Is it possible to decompress so much by playing me?Or did I step on him and he felt more vented?

Not allowing me to think too much, Poker Ping opened his mouth and said softly: "I said, I will take you back."

But that's not the reason why you play me, okay?Moreover, there is no such thing as attachment, why is this person so twisted!

His voice was so low, I was too embarrassed to yell, so I just rubbed my forehead and muttered: "I've already taken a taxi... Why are we going home, what's the difference? Who are you scaring with such a big noise..."

Poker-Face didn't speak, bent down to pick up the backpack on the ground, turned around and continued to drag me forward.Walking to the co-pilot, he opened the door and stuffed me in, saying, "There are tissues in the armrest box." After speaking, he slammed the door shut.Then he opened the back door.I looked back, and he dropped the wet backpack on the back seat just now.

But my backpack is not the point... the guy in the sunglasses who is stuck between the footwell and the back seat in a strange posture, seems to be "dead" is the point!

What are you afraid of? Didn't I say that I thought it would be inconvenient for me to meet him if he had something to do? Don't you also think that what I said made sense, so you went to pick him up yourself, so what is the situation now!I said, "Whoosh" like flying a plane and came back. It turned out that he didn't go home at all!

My whole body began to shrink back unconsciously, sticking to the corner of the door and the seat, trying to completely cover myself by the back of the chair, for fear that the guy in the sunglasses would not be "dead", and suddenly there would be a "dead body" and shout "Oh, little third master, why are you here, I'm still drunk" or something.

Poker bottle put down his backpack, and when he was about to close the door, I saw his body obviously paused and hesitated.But at this moment, suddenly a car captain honked his horn to warn and drove past him at high speed.That's why I'm afraid. It's not safe for us to park illegally in the driveway and still grind like this.Fortunately, there were not many cars in the rainy night, otherwise there might be a lot of trouble.It caused traffic jams, and being surrounded by the masses of the people and I was hit on the forehead was already considered light. If I couldn’t make it right, I didn’t need to bother, so I directly recruited the police and took us to the police station to criticize and educate us. Thousands of households were educated on TV. The headline was "Brothers have practiced it, little friends don't learn it", and then the video was posted on the Internet for thousands of people to repost and worship.How come this boring oil bottle that has been paid a thousand dollars becomes as explosive as a Coke bottle that throws away Mentos when it gets sick!No, no, the point is all wrong. At this time, the point is the black glasses...

Poker bottle was caught by the "beep", no longer hesitated, closed the back door decisively, walked back to the front, opened the driver's door and stepped in, then looked at me, followed my line of sight and looked at the back seat, He said lightly, "I won't wake up within 10 hours."

Um?I thought about his words carefully... Do you really mean that I, a little ant struggling between two giants, can rest assured that I won't be discovered?Thank you for remembering my words.

Indeed, after hearing what he said, I was a little relieved and sat up straight.But I always feel that something is wrong, why does it sound weird?At this time, even if it is impossible for Poker to say "too much to drink" with an embarrassed "hehe" smile, he should coolly shake his chin towards the back seat and say "too much to drink" in a calm manner.How can you be sure that you won't wake up within 10 hours?

I looked back, and the "remnant face" in black glasses didn't look like the posture of drinking too much.Moreover, most people will at least shout thirsty, pee, or vomit halfway through drinking too much, right?Wasn't it pretty good on the phone just now, and now "can't wake up for 10 hours"?

"What's wrong with him?" I couldn't help asking, but I didn't drink too much, so I don't know what I was stuttering.

Poker-Face drove without looking sideways and said, "Dizzy."

Ok.

Ok?

Hiss...it's still weird, shouldn't one say "drunk" or "sleep" at a time like this, what does "dizzy" mean?I was still dizzy from drinking, of course I was frightened just now, so I am not dizzy now...anyway, I tried to ask again: "Drink...dizzy like this?"

"No."

What does "not" mean...

Seeing that I was puzzled, Poker-Face seemed to hesitate for a moment, and added, "It was hit."

I was stunned!

Thinking back to the messy content on the phone, I hurriedly asked: "It's a fight! A fight? Did you drink too much and run into trouble? Did you call the police! Is he okay?"

Poker bottle glanced at me and said, "No."

Hey, how could he be so calm and not call the police at this time?Just now it was obvious that you "reported" so forcefully.You are not in a hurry, but I am in a hurry.Although the black glasses were out of shape a bit, but at least I was the leader, and he was always nice to me, so I stared at Poker Bottle with hatred and asked: "Why didn't you call the police! You beat everyone like this, you can't It’s cheaper for them! What if there is a problem with the typing! Why don’t we send him to the hospital for a checkup first?” As I said that, a picture appeared in my mind that Brother Blind would be paralyzed in bed for the rest of his life, and I stood with flowers and fruits in his arms. The sad picture of condolences before his bed.Maybe it's because I haven't fully drunk, I can't control my emotions, and my sadness is revealed.

Poker bottle glanced at me, and was obviously stunned for a second, his eyebrows twitched.But he couldn't be too distracted while driving, so he looked back immediately.

"Wu Xie."

"what?"

He paused before continuing: "Don't call the police, he's fine."

"How do you know he's fine! You look like this..." I looked back at the black glasses, the sunglasses were clattering on my face, and my hair blocked my eyes.

Poker-Face adjusted the rearview mirror, looked at it, and said with certainty: "It's okay, I'm sure."

I couldn't turn my head around for a moment.What do you mean by that?What's the deal?Does it mean that he is certain about the current situation of the black glasses or... Could it be that he was beaten by the oil bottle?I looked at him in horror, and he glanced at me again, and gave some words of explanation: "He's drinking like crazy and won't leave, I'm impatient."

I subconsciously raised my hand to cover my forehead, feeling like I survived a catastrophe.I just got hit on the forehead, should I eat fast and pray to Buddha for three months?Unexpectedly, Poker-Face is still a domestic violence man!I really didn't see it... Sure enough, people can't be judged by their appearance.

"Then...then you can't hit people, what if you break it..." I turned around and looked again, the scene in the movie appeared in my mind, Poker Bottle picked up a wine bottle and "slapped" It hit the blind brother on the back of the head, and the wine bottle shattered.Or, like the legendary character with two fingers in a certain novel, put your fingers on the back of the blind brother's neck and squeeze it lightly, and the blind brother will become a blind brother who faints... I really sympathize with you, why don't you just drink If there are too many, drinking madness is in danger of life!

Fortunately, I was very good just now...

Poker bottle glanced at me and said, "I'm in a hurry."

"Worry! You can't be in a hurry..." I came to my senses, and fell silent for a moment. Pokerfing meant that he was in a hurry to come back to me.I'm sorry for my blind brother, I'm the one making the noise myself, wouldn't it be okay if I go with you?In the end, they didn't care what I was guilty of, and I was tangled up.

Poker bottle saw that I stopped talking, thought for a while and said, "He's really fine." After speaking, he glanced at me again.

Could it be that my face is too serious?Poker-Face frowned, turned his head, looked ahead, pursed his lips and was thinking about something, then he had a serious expression but hesitation... I can't describe it clearly, but it was a rather difficult expression Said: "Wu Xie, there is actually one thing I haven't told you."

Fuck, what kind of prelude is this?The moment I heard it, my heart panicked, my whole face started to heat up, my heart pounded against my chest, and the taiko master would be ruined too.I silently wiped the sweat from my palms on my shorts and asked, "What... what's the matter?"

Poker bottle continued to speak quietly: "This is also a secret, don't tell anyone else, no one can tell it."

I'm going, why are you talking so much nonsense all of a sudden...huh?Doesn't this sentence sound familiar... I thought about it, didn't I say that when I gave him the Live ticket?So he used the word "also" to mean...is this an agreement?I hesitated for a moment, said "hmm" and nodded.

"Actually..." Poker-Face continued, his volume lowered.This posture makes me have no doubts, if he is not driving now, he will definitely lean over and whisper in my ear, and he has to block it with his hands.

There was a red light ahead, and Pokerfoil stopped at this moment, changed gears, and waved at me to lean over.I leaned over to him, swallowed, and said to my mother, what level of state secret is it?My heart is really going to be broken.

Seeing me approaching, Pokerfing leaned over to my ear and whispered, "I know how to touch sunflower acupuncture points."

I froze for a moment, and then Ponyouping yelled in my mind: "Sunflower acupressure hand!" It poked at Brother Blind's vital acupoints.

I thought...he was going to say something terrible.Later, based on his posture, I thought... maybe he wanted to say another terrible thing that he thought I didn't know, but who the hell knows... I will still "overwhelm mountains and seas" and "kill for a thousand years", Would you like to try it on?

The red light turned green, Poker-Face sat upright after speaking, shifted gears, stepped on the gas pedal and left, without changing expression or beating heart.And I, sitting upright slowly, petrified there, my face twitched, all kinds of emotions in my heart were intertwined, all kinds of moods were fighting, I wanted to be angry and wanted to laugh, I wanted to laugh but felt unkind, I didn’t know what to do at all. How to react to him.Fortunately, Poker-Face concentrated on driving and didn't care.

In the end, human nature prevailed over laughter and anger, and I came back to my senses and coughed: "Little...brother."

"En." Poker Bottle replied.

"Can you pull over to the side of the side road ahead?"

Poker Bottle looked at me suspiciously.I rubbed my nose and tried to explain in a joking tone: "I can't watch the leader 'sleeping' like this at all..."

Although the tone is like that, I am really sincere with guilt, and I really can't stand the wronged and pitiful look with the black glasses huddled behind.Was beaten in the first place?cut?point?I was dizzy, probably because the sudden brake was stuck there again.So when it comes to the most fundamental reason, it's all because of me, because of my awkwardness.Moreover, I also saw that Pokerfing just wanted to "rescue" him before closing the door, but we had no choice but to park in the wrong place, and we were honked by a passing car. For the sake of everyone's safety, we missed the opportunity.Poker-Face seemed to ponder over my words, looked in the rearview mirror, and turned on the turn signal as expected.

We opened both back doors and stood on one side.The backpack on the back seat was in the way, so Poker put it behind the headrest, then he raised his head, I lifted my feet, and together we lifted the black glasses stuck there back to the back seat.It's really big to be so big... We worked hard to adjust his "dizzy posture" before finally putting his upper body in place, and the legs had to be given up.Poker bottle closed the car door and walked back. I quickly took the opportunity to lean into the car, stretched my arms, and poked the crooked black glasses back into place, and finally breathed out with peace of mind.When I stopped, I wanted to take back my backpack, but the backpack was a little heavy, and I let go, and hit the black glasses' chest headfirst with a "boom".It was only then that I realized that the zipper of the backpack hadn't been pulled since I got out of the taxi, and some bits and pieces fell out and spilled on me...the leader...I really didn't mean it.

Poker Bottle, who was already wearing his seat belt, heard the movement and looked back at me.I "hehehe" laughed three times and confessed my mistake: "I didn't catch it... I was not careful."

Poker-Face glanced at my backpack, then at the black glasses, nodded and said, "Don't miss anything."

"Hmm!" I quickly picked up the things, stuffed them back into my backpack, brushed off the leader's clothes, and got out.

Once the matter of the black glasses was settled, I had no worries in my mind, and I didn't know where to put this poor attention.Poker bottle kept looking at me again, making me feel a little uncomfortable. This time he was not only paying attention, he didn't even know where to put his heart.I can’t tell what mood I’m in right now. Although I stare back with a “fearless” face, I’m actually chanting a mantra silently in my heart: Why don’t you drive, why don’t you drive, why don’t you drive... But, chanting the mantra doesn’t matter. No, he still stared at me and didn't speak.

I could only laugh dryly at him again, "hehe".Thinking that this arduous task of invigorating the atmosphere could no longer be handed over to Poker Ping who can "sunflower acupoint acupuncture", I wanted to use a special way to say that I can go, so I gestured to him, and my mouth came out. I said a sentence that I didn’t know where I came from: “Brother, Yikuzuo!” After I finished speaking, I was ￥#@#…*_*….

"En." Who would have thought that Poker-Face would actually nod in response.

This... Can you understand this?Does Poker Bottle also watch cartoons, this one and that one?I was still immersed in the brain supplement and didn't react.He seemed to be muttering something, but I didn't hear it clearly, "Huh?"Instead of repeating himself, he unbuckled his seat belt and leaned directly towards me, holding out his hand.I immediately closed my open mouth and shrank back, a little at a loss.

What is this for?What are you doing, domestic violence man!

Just when I thought I was going to lose my head again, and when I made up my mind that I would listen to him and respond well to what he said, he put his hand behind my head, pulled off the seat belt, inserted the buckle into the slot, and sat down. I went back, fastened my own again, and then said again what I didn't catch clearly: "Seat belt."

"Oh..." I looked down, and he even tied up my backpack...

The car started up again, but Poker-Face did not turn on the radio or play the CD.The road was quiet and smooth in the middle of the night, and the rain had subsided, leaving only a small drop of water on the glass.Except for the noise of tires and the sound of windshield windshield wipers, the car is too quiet.

It's so fucking quiet!

Quietness had always suited him, though.Now it seems that this is what a normal stuffy oil bottle looks like, so what happened to the Coke bottle with Mentos in it just now?Poker bottle didn't speak, I don't know if he was thinking about something.But as soon as I am quiet and no one talks to me, I will start to "think" about things and "play" with myself, oh no, I am obviously playing with myself now.

I'm [-]% sure he was definitely mad at that moment, but when I think about why, I start to get confused.My current field of vision is the windshield in front of me. It is gradually blurred by the light rain along with the glass, and it is almost invisible, and then it is wiped clear by the wiper, and then it is blurred, unclear, and clear again, and so on. Constantly returning to the origin, endless like reincarnation.Not only the field of vision, but also my thinking has been like this lately.

Why on earth is Poker Ping so angry that he has a stubborn temper?According to him, he made the trip back to take me home, but I didn't wait for him.

If it were me, I would be angry too!

The key premise is that he also used domestic violence against his own people for this, but it was still in vain.

If it were me, I would be even angrier!

The reason for using violence is that Black Glasses drank too much, he lost his patience and was in a hurry.The anxious reason was that I didn't go with him, and he still had to take care of me, so he was distracted from both sides.

If it were me, I would be anxious too!

So, not to mention the stuffy oil bottle... Damn, wait a minute, I seem to have been missing a very important piece of information, I almost forgot, he went back to the bar!Poker bottle said that he had asked, and I just left.Not only that, he even knew that I was going to the left.So... So, could he also know... about that?

"I'm not gay! Tell you to go away, don't you fucking understand Chinese! Leavemealone! Goaway!"

Thinking of this, my mind couldn't move anymore, and all my attention and thoughts were fixed on this question.I didn't mean that... I didn't target him either. Could it be that he misunderstood something?

Think about it: Seeing that I am not in the bar, ask the little bartender where I am?The little bartender said I was leaving, but Poker asked how and when did I leave?The little bartender said that I was harassed by a foreigner who was gay. I lost my temper and cursed &*%￥...and left. Just as I left, I turned left.

possible!

Or maybe the foreigner was still there when he went back?Didn't he and the foreigner have a bad aura before, maybe this meeting, the little bartender didn't say anything, but what did Pokerfing imagine?Don't they all say that people in their circle can tell who is and who is not? (However, what is going on with me, it seems that it occasionally fails?)

It's also possible!

I covered my face in pain, I really didn't mean that, what should I do now, does he know about this?However, this matter is too sensitive and delicate, and I can't ask, so I can't just say "I don't discriminate against homosexuals" all of a sudden, and Poker Fever has never told me that he is!

Think about it in another way, if it were me who found out about this, I would definitely be very hurt, and I was hurt silently alone, so it is absolutely impossible to bring it up.From then on, there was a grievance in getting along, and gradually maintained a "friendly distance" or something.God, think about it again, my attitude towards that foreigner is too vicious, if I want to refuse to make it clear, it's fine to spread evil fire and throw out such heavy words!

I go, why do I have to drink so much wine!

After thinking about this, I recalled Pokerfinger's previous expression and behavior from my mind, as if I had a ruler in my heart. I took them all out and compared them with the standard value, and looked at the sudden outbreak today. Whether the Coke bottle has something to do with this matter, but I still can't be sure after working for a long time... I sneaked a glance at him, damn it, I can't see the clue.

Now, not only can I not face the black glasses lying on the back seat, but I also can't face the quiet stuffy oil bottle next to me.God knows how much I want him to tell me a bad joke now, for example, Wu Xie, in fact, I have a good ancestral knife, but I don't know why there is Lake Toya or something engraved on this knife.

The silence right now makes me restless, makes me restless, makes me want to smoke a cigarette.Subconsciously, I was about to take out my backpack, but then I remembered that it was not possible. There was no smell of cigarettes in the stuffy car, so I couldn’t smoke.Now I can't sit still, I just want to get home soon.I looked outside, and sure enough the road was clear, so it was fast, and the bridge in front of me turned down and I was about to reach the market in front of my community.

Today is different from usual, there is no wandering and eating food stalls at night, it is quite quiet.The stall owners who sell vegetables, fruits, and snacks must have closed their stalls early. The weather is good for sleeping, and even the stray dogs don’t know where to hide.Without the lighting facilities of the various stalls, the market is much darker than usual.The closed shops on both sides of the street and the wet garbage on the ground at the entrance were gradually illuminated and darkened by the headlights as we moved forward.When entering the community, of course, it will only be darker, and the car lights are almost the only light source.

Poker-Face parked the car in front of the unit and said, "Here we are."

I said "hmm" and said, "Today... thank you for taking me home."

Poker bottle shook his head, then took a deep breath, I thought he was going to say something, pulled the door lock