Romantic two people

This story starts with Chi Wei.

The abandoned man continued to sit in the guest room for a while, then he remembered whether he should call Qu Fanyi or send a WeChat message, but he quickly gave up. He felt embarrassed and even more ashamed. What was he calling to ask? Asking his wife why she ran away? It was as if he had torn off his face and thrown it against the wall. Chi Wei closed his eyes and covered his forehead, feeling ashamed and regretful: "Forget it, don't let the two of us continue to be embarrassed."

He hesitated for a long time, and finally found a compromise. In the group, he asked Chen Zhuan to find Qu Fanyi through Sheng Yiqing to save the country in a roundabout way.

After Yu Youyang sent the screenshot, a few minutes later, there was still no response in the group.

The two simple husbands seemed to be shocked on the spot. After a while, Chi Wei trembled and asked:

"Those on the stage...are ducks?"

Chen Zhuan followed up with a sentence: "Nothing more than that."

Yu Youyang was the only one left in the group of three men. He was incredulous: "You two reacted like this!? My sex friend went to see ducks, and I would be 10,000 times more concerned than you. Don't you hurry up and find someone?"

Chen Zhuan finally reacted, paused, and asked: "Would an angry woman want to be found?"

Yu Youyang almost vomited blood: "It's over if you don't find someone."

The next second, Chen Zhuan called, "Where is the address? I'll go there now." Yu Youyang was bored, so he just accompanied him. By the way, he asked Chi Wei: "What about you?"

"...I'll forget it."

After speaking, Dr. Chi exited the group chat as if nothing had happened.

Fortunately, Yu Youyang had connections and made acquaintances in all the major nightclubs. He ignored the young people queuing in front of the cubic entrance and went straight into the inner field. He looked around and saw Qiu Zining and Sheng Yiqing's booth. The two women were talking about something, and they were dancing like crazy women while rushing to the dance floor. Yu Youyang was not far away and said, "Who is the other woman?"

"Qiu Ning'er, an emotional blogger. Don't mess with her, she's a bitch."

Yu Youyang became more excited when he heard it, "Isn't this my cup of tea?"

Chen Zhuan was too lazy to pay attention to him. His eyes were only fixed on Sheng Yiqing. Why did she look so stupid when she danced? She was wearing so little and there were several men staring at her. At this moment, the nightclub was crowded. He squeezed forward and stretched out his hand, but was slapped away as soon as he touched her shoulder.

"Get lost." Sheng Yiqing turned around with a cold face, and was stunned for a moment when she saw it was him, "...What are you doing here?"

Chen Zhuan shook his hand that was hurt by her slap, and said seriously, "I'm here to take your booth."

Sheng Yiqing rolled her eyes and wanted to leave, but was pulled by him again, "Hey."

"Die." She walked away.

"Hey." He followed.

"Die." She continued to walk, but she didn't expect the person behind her to change his tone and change his address in a dragging tone:

"Wife~"

"..."

"Are you angry?"

Sheng Yiqing smiled, "Angry? Why should I be angry?"

"Then let's go home?" He grabbed her, used his arms to pull her towards him, and muttered something. However, the noise in the nightclub was too loud. Sheng Yiqing pushed his face away and frowned: "What nonsense are you talking about! Speak louder!"

Chen Zhuan took a deep breath, simply turned her shoulder, and said loudly: "Wife! I'm sleepy. I can't sleep tonight without you."

It happened that the music was switched. The whole place was quiet, and the people around stared at them with wide eyes.

Fortunately, the music started again, and everyone was too lazy to pay attention to the two and continued to twist.

Sheng Yiqing pushed him away irritably, "I'm not sleepy. Go find your new love."

"No." A muffled laugh came from above, and the man was even a little happy, "I really don't have a new love. I lied to you."

"Then why did you meet that woman?"

Chen Zhuan was stunned, and the words about going abroad were stuck in his throat: "...I."

Pretending.

Sheng Yiqing sneered and pulled him away.

The dance floor was bustling at the moment. If the two stood there without dancing, they would inevitably be squeezed by the people around them. Chen Zhuan stretched out his arms to protect her, but was pushed away by Sheng Yiqing, who said disdainfully: "If you don't dance, don't take up other people's seats. Go back quickly."

Chen Zhuan raised his eyebrows, "Wife, are you chasing me away?"

"I'm having fun and don't have time to care about you." She admitted that she was drunk and dizzy. She felt much better after calling him "wife". She kicked him lightly, pushed him to the side, turned her back and continued to dance.

Seeing that she ignored him, Chen Zhuan simply stood there with his hands folded, not looking at her, but looking at the beauties around him, as if he was ready to be picked. Although there were many people in the dance floor, they moved quickly. When the men saw a tall and handsome guy standing there, they spontaneously avoided him. After a while, Chen Zhuan was surrounded by hot girls dancing. The man remained motionless in the midst of the lively scene. From two meters away, he met Sheng Yiqing's gaze as she turned around. He looked innocent, opened his mouth, and lip-synced: "Go - or - go?"

The implication was obvious: If you still want to continue dancing, then your husband will continue to be violated.

The man who bet his chastity -

"...Really a dog."

Sheng Yiqing gritted her teeth, turned around and walked off the dance floor to the booth.

The salesperson that Qiu Zining had found was originally occupying a seat for the two of them. Seeing her come back, he nodded and made way. There was still most of the new Jägermeister left on the coffee table in the booth. Sheng Yiqing sat on the sofa and just filled her glass. When she was not paying attention, the glass was taken away by the person behind her. Chen Zhuan followed her at some point and found a seat next to her and said, "Drink less."

Sheng Yiqing frowned, "It's already poured. It's a waste if you don't drink it. Give me the glass back!"

Chen Zhuan raised his eyebrows and drank the wine in one gulp.

Sheng Yiqing reached out to take another new cup to pour wine, but was snatched away by Chen Zhuan again, and drank it all in one gulp.

Originally, she didn't really want to drink, but the more this man didn't let her drink, the more she insisted on drinking.

She gritted her teeth and took the third cup, which was still snatched away by Chen Zhuan. The bastard was about to drink it all in one gulp, and Sheng Yiqing shouted, "You drink from Qiu Zining's cup too!? Indirect kiss?!"

Chen Zhuan was frightened and poured the wine in the cup out, very obediently, "I don't drink."

Three cups are matched with a bottle of wine, and all three are in Chen Zhuan's hand. His slender fingers hold the rims of the three glasses and shake them at Sheng Yiqing, with a confident look on his face.

Seeing this sly expression, which is a complete provocation, Sheng Yiqing is not a character who will admit defeat. She is determined to drink herself to death tonight, so she simply picks up the bottle and pours it directly into her mouth. Although he knew that this woman could drink quite a bit, she couldn't stand the bottle. Chen Zhuan was flustered. He took a step forward and snatched the bottle. The next step was to hook her waist and lean over to kiss her mouth.

A messy, chaotic kiss filled with alcohol.

It was rough, but effective.

The crazy beauty was obedient.

It was unknown how long the kiss lasted.

Sheng Yiqing was stunned at first, lowering her eyes to look at the enlarged face in front of her, the familiar taste, the tip of her tongue stirring her mind, the flashing lights, the entanglement, the falling paper, the smoke, the deafening melody, and love, everything that was intoxicating... There were too many things that made people dizzy. She slowly closed her eyes, and then her body fell, and fell again...

"...Fall asleep?"

Chen Zhuan was startled. The back of his hand was against her face, slightly hot and flushed.

...Drunk. Idiot. The music changed, spotlights and laser lights swept everywhere, and the DJ cheered again.

Yu Youyang and Qiu Zining, who were several meters away, watched Chen Zhuan pick up Sheng Yiqing like a princess, walked two steps, and returned to the booth to put the drunk Sheng Yiqing down.

"What is he doing?" Qiu Zining didn't understand.

"Adjust tactics." Yu Youyang explained, "Look at the princess hug posture, although it is beautiful, it really takes up too much space. There are too many people at this moment. If he holds her like this and squeezes her out, it's like swinging a weapon. I guess he will grind her head into a bald head."

"... You think too much."

Sure enough, Chen Zhuan changed the princess hug to carrying her on his back, and changed the posture to start again. Carrying Sheng Yiqing's back and blending into the crowd, the drunk Sheng Yiqing looked like a heavy bag of rice at this moment, silly. Qiu Zining looked at her like this, but suddenly envied her a little. Marriage is not useless, right? Qiu Zining thought, at least it allowed the law to assign someone to carry you home at any time.

The original booth was empty, and the two of them were tired of jumping, so they just sat back. Yu Youyang tilted his head to look at Qiu Zining: "What about you? Do you want me to take you home too?"

Qiu Zining was disgusted and waved her hand, "No, no, I have friends later. People who are alone usually play all night."

Yu Youyang said, "Then just go together."

To be honest, Qiu Zining is beautiful, but her personality is really not the type he likes. But fortunately, she is hot, interesting to talk to, and open-minded. There is no need to date, just a night of love is not a bad idea.

After too many times of hunting for beauties, Yu Youyang was familiar with it. He hinted with his mouth and put his hand on her shoulder to test her. Qiu Zining didn't hide, but just held the phone and said:

"Okay. But it's boring to dance with an old man. I'll get another college boy."

"Boyfriend?" Yu Youyang came over.

"Is there anyone worthy of me?" Qiu Zining raised his eyebrows.

"Oh, a bosom friend." President Yu extended his hand to show his goodwill, but was slapped away. Qiu Zining raised his eyelids and looked at him lazily: "Let's talk it out. We are on the same path. The whole place is full of prey tonight. You can only harm others."

Two hunters together can only kill each other.

Yu Youyang paused for half a second, then pulled the corner of his mouth and leaned on the sofa, "Okay. Then let's communicate. What do you like?"

"We have the same taste."

"Female?!" Yu Youyang's face was full of disbelief. She didn't look so lesbian.

"No, young, good-looking, a little dumb, love-brained, easy to control." Qiu Zining glanced at Yu Youyang, and then leaned on the sofa, resting his chin on his arm, staring at him, and said: "Female is just an identity." "Sure enough, the younger brother is still popular." Yu Youyang imitated her posture, looked back at her, and said with a hurt tone: "Are we mature men so unsuccessful?" "It has nothing to do with age. Let me teach you, whether it is sex or love, it is a power relationship. I am the same as you. The love I want is to dominate, dictatorship, and unconditional sacrifice of the other party. That is destined, we all like the weak. Understand?" Yu Youyang was stunned there, and said after a moment, "You... are straightforward." Qiu Zining was proud and continued to teach him: "Let me test you, what is the difference between a scumbag woman and a scumbag man?" "This..." Yu Youyang was confused, as if someone had stolen his lines. Qiu Zining smiled evilly and gave the answer: "We scumbags are really not as pretentious as you are."

Yu Youyang touched his chin, "I thought I was honest enough among men."

"I understand you very well, right?" Qiu Zining sighed and rubbed Yu Youyang's hair with his hands, his eyes curved, "You were so stupid just now, a little closer to the type I like. Little fool."

"You really don't look like a woman." Mr. Yu was helpless.

Qiu Zining got up, shook the wine on the coffee table bottle by bottle, and drank the remaining wine bottle by bottle. After finishing the wine, she glanced at Yu Youyang and said lightly, "That's right. After all, I earn more than you."

"...Huh?!"

"In the business world, women with high enough income are indeed more qualified to be men than you."

After saying this, she picked up the thermos cup on the sofa, raised her hand and said to Mr. Yu, "Let's go."

It's not easy to park in Sanlitun at this time. In addition, I have been drinking, so I can only find a designated driver.

Chen Zhuan parked his car near the Institute of Mechanical and Electrical Engineering and walked to the OT. The Gongti Street at midnight was no quieter than during the day, and all the people coming and going were nocturnal animals. He carried Sheng Yiqing on his back and walked along the way, which attracted many eyes to follow him. Several men looked at him without hesitation, and when their eyes met, they threw a look of "I understand you". Chen Zhuan knew that they had misunderstood, but he ignored it. The surroundings became quieter with his footsteps. Walking further ahead was the nugget - this place was familiar.

That was their first meeting. She was working overtime with her computer on the trash can. He handed her a power bank. He looked around all night and planned to get to know her. Then she sprained her foot, and he carried her on his back and walked on this road.

Three years later, the moonlight was still like sugar sprinkled under his feet. The person on his back seemed to wake up, and the breath with the smell of alcohol came from behind his neck. She hummed and asked, "Who are you?"

While asking, she kicked him lightly.

Chen Zhuan tightened his hand that was supporting her legs, and his voice was cold, and he only responded: "I."

Fortunately, Sheng Yiqing recognized him, and hummed again, resting her chin on his shoulder, and asked knowingly: "Who are you?"

"Humble licker."

He answered indifferently.

Sheng Yiqing buried her head in his shoulder, groaning, mumbling: "Are we going home?"

"To your home." He corrected.

Yes. They have no home.

There is probably no more bizarre couple in the world than them, right? They have the same heart but live apart, have the most intimate name, but clearly divide everything about each other.

The lights on the road were very bright, white, and every step Chen Zhuan took was like stepping on snow.

After a while, Sheng Yiqing said without thinking: "It's August."

"Yeah. Time flies so fast." He answered. Two years passed in a flash. They had made the rules together, but after two years of getting along, the person she was reluctant to part with became herself. She took a deep breath, his smell.

Love is a strange thing. Hormones affect reason and judgment. Once secreted, it makes you its puppet. You want to abandon the whole world just to get closer to him, closer and closer, to bind each other and never separate.

How stupid.

"I still like you very much." Sheng Yiqing reached out and pinched Chen Zhuan's face, admitting.

"Hmm?" His steps slowed down. He looked down at the overlapping shadows of the two people on the ground. They were strange, but cute.

"But... I want to fall in love." Sheng Yiqing continued.

Chen Zhuan chuckled, turned his head, and said in a gentle voice, "We were - Hey, open your eyes first, this is..."

The street where we first met.

"But not in love with you." His words were interrupted by Sheng Yiqing. He paused suddenly, and the air was quiet for a long time. After a while, Chen Zhuan pulled the corner of his mouth and responded in a nonchalant tone: "You mean, divorce, right?"