Chapter 38 Three Families

Like a heat wave, the speakers seemed to be able to blow against the skin, one wave after another, making the heart beat wildly along with it.

Psychedelic lights, carnival sounds, pyramid-like wine glasses, and blue flames burning on the wine glasses.

In addition to the two teammates, there were two other boys and several women, swinging to their heart's content in front of the large circular booth.

There were many wine bottles placed horizontally and vertically on the table.

Dong Shaofeng was still holding a bottle in his hand at this time, and he had almost drunk it. He was like an outsider, watching the madness of everyone in front of him.

As for them starting to kiss passionately and looking intoxicated, he just watched expressionlessly.

At this time, a gorgeous woman twisted to Dong Shaofeng's side, wrapped around him like a water snake, kissed him passionately on the ear, and moved all the way down, provoking him as much as she wanted.

Dong Shaofeng lowered his head and looked at the wanton expression on the woman's face, as if he saw maggots... crawling all over her face. Her face began to rot and became extremely ugly.

But this is not true, this is just his feeling... The woman's face is quite delicate, and her figure is also the best among this group of women. She is a beauty.

Finally, the woman was not satisfied with this small provocation. She raised her head, her charming eyes were as silk as silk, she held Dong Shaofeng's face in her hands, and slowly came closer, obviously wanting to ask for a passionate kiss.

"Go away."

Maybe it was because the sound of the music was too loud, or maybe it was the heat waves in her body that almost overwhelmed her sanity, or maybe it was some other reason. The woman was surprised for a moment and then continued with the next action.

"Go away."

After all, she heard it clearly... then she frowned, snorted coldly, and left without interest... because this man's eyes were really cold.

After the woman walked away, her teammates came over and sat down in confusion, "Master Feng, what's wrong? Did she make you unhappy?"

"You guys can play." Dong Shaofeng stood up and picked up a bottle of beer that had just been opened but had not been drunk yet. "I paid the bill."

"Master Feng? Master Feng...what the hell?"

I saw Dong Shaofeng suddenly walking into the carnival of young people, but he couldn't see his back for a moment... Another teammate asked curiously: "What's going on?"

"Whatever, it's not the first time... let's continue!!"

Being young is good. If you don’t have sex, you don’t know how to be healthy. You will live in a state of intoxication.

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The silver Mercedes-Benz SLC ran wildly along the road by the river. When it passed the bridge above, the roar of the engine suddenly reached its loudest and then stopped suddenly.

Walking to the railing by the river, the cold and wet wind suddenly made Dong Shaofeng's whole body feel comfortable... The drinking capacity he had developed from long-term nightclub training did not make him unable to walk due to drinking too much, but he just felt hot.

He looked across the river, mostly old buildings.

He remembered that when he was in elementary school, the place where he lived was opposite the river bank... The lights over there were the lights of thousands of houses, and the lights here were the cold neon lights of people who were drunk and wealthy.

I can't say which side is better... Probably, only when each of them looks at the opposite side of themselves, they feel a little longing.

Dong Shaofeng breathed a sigh of relief, suddenly took out his mobile phone, clicked on the chat interface of the person named Zhao Le, and started typing.

——Have you slept?

——What do you want to do again?

——Now go outside your house, start jumping frog from downstairs, and then take a picture for me to see.

--You are sick! !

——I will only wait five minutes...start the timer.

One minute, two minutes, three minutes... four minutes and thirty seconds, Dong Shaofeng didn't even blink, he just stared at the screen, gradually lost in thought.

Finally, the phone suddenly vibrated, and the screen began to refresh with short videos one after another.

Although the light was very dark and the camera was constantly shaking, the person who was being captured was indeed jumping up and down the stairs at home, and he could even hear the sound of breathing.

A video on the first floor of the stairs, one after another, Dong Shaofeng leaned on the railing, letting the cold wind blow, and drank the wine one sip after another.

——The dance is over!

——Do gymnastics.

--What? ?

——Broadcast gymnastics, the fifteenth set or... continue to leapfrog downstairs.

Not long after, a new short video was sent... This time he didn't even click on it, he just raised his head and looked at the dark sky.

How disgusting.

Zhao Le is... so is he.

He thought this, then threw the bottle out, got in the car, and sent a message before driving.

--Good night.

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"Shaofeng is back!" The charming woman hurriedly walked up with concern on her face, "Why are you smelling of alcohol and why are you going crazy somewhere?"

Dong Shaofeng looked at his mother, and then at the man sitting in the living room, reading the newspaper... his father.

"It's so late, what can I do?" Dong Shaofeng responded casually.

"What's your attitude?" Finally, the middle-aged man holding the newspaper put down the newspaper in his hand and looked up, full of majesty, "If you don't study well all day long, you will spend the day and night, my money is to let you Flower grower?"

"Forget it, forget it, the child is still young, don't be angry, just educate him slowly and he will be fine." The woman said in a good voice.

"It's the same every time. When I tell you, you just tie me up. A loving mother is a loser!" Father Dong snorted coldly, "Starting today, you will have no pocket money for three months!"

Dong Shaofeng watched all this expressionlessly

——Ah, how disgusting.

--they are.

--Me too.

At this time, Dong's mother walked to the man's side, sat down, and patted her husband's shoulder, "Calm down, the child is still young and not sensible."

——Stop it.

"You, you just know how to help every time! It's all your fault!"

——Aren’t you tired?

"Yes, yes, I'm not good. Are you awake?" Mother Dong shook her head.

——Isn’t it hard?

Father Dong finally breathed a sigh of relief and glared at Dong Shaofeng, "Why don't you go take a shower! You smell of alcohol, are you presentable?"

--I know.

Dong Shaofeng didn't say anything, nodded casually, and walked towards the stairs.

"By the way, Shaofeng, the day after tomorrow is your birthday. Your dad and I have discussed it. Let's fly to Paris tomorrow night and give you a good birthday." Mother Dong said with a smile: "You see, your dad still cares about you." Yours, you even took two days off from the company."

——That’s almost it.

——That’s almost enough.

——That’s it.

Dong Shaofeng finally stopped and turned around, "That's it! Stop acting!"

"What did you say!" Father Dong frowned immediately.

Dong Shaofeng sneered and said: "If you want to teach me a lesson, you can just deal with your mistress and mistress first. Mom, you are the same. Before you become a loving mother, please don't hang around with your boyfriend all day long... You guys Isn't it hard? I guess you both feel disgusted if you touch each other now, right?"

With that said, Dong Shaofeng stopped going back to the room and went out again.

"Stop! Where are you going?!" Father Dong said angrily.

Dong Shaofeng waved his hand and said without looking back, "Go to the prodigal family."

After the door closed, Father Dong grabbed the tea cup and threw it to the ground. Then he glanced coldly at the woman sitting on the sofa.

"In that case, let's not go to Paris. I'll fly to Sabah in two days for a vacation." The woman stood up and said casually.

Dong's father said coldly: "It's up to you... but you'd better check it out for me. The company is going to be listed. I don't want any bad scandals."

"Take care of yourself first." The woman sneered and went upstairs.

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When opening the door, Zhao Le tried to be careful and didn't want to make any noise - but the lights in the living room suddenly turned on.

Zhao Le was startled and saw Zhang Xiaoqin sitting in a wheelchair, right where the lights were turned on.

"Xiao Le, it's so late, what are you doing? Why are you covered in sweat?"

"It's nothing." Zhao Le turned around and closed the door, adjusted his mood, and then turned around again and said with a smile: "I couldn't sleep a little, so I went downstairs and ran for a while."

He quickly took a blanket from the sofa, walked to Zhang Xiaoqin, and put it on her, "Sister, are you asleep?"

Zhang Xiaoqin shook his head and suddenly grabbed Zhao Le's hand, "Xiao Le, I just had a dream and I woke up."

"Dream?" Zhao Le was stunned for a moment, then squatted down and grabbed Zhang Xiaoqin's hands... His palms were a little cold, so he started to rub them, "What dream?"

"I don't know, I don't even know where it is." Zhang Xiaoqin shook his head, still seeming a little scared, "It's just you and me, and then you walked in front with your back to me, walking further and further away, I I called you, but you couldn’t hear me, so I just kept walking, and kept walking... I couldn’t walk, I couldn’t catch up... Then, then you disappeared, and then I woke up.”

"I'm not here." Zhao Le grabbed his sister's hand and put it on his face, "Okay, why did it disappear? Do you think I can do magic? Don't worry, this is just a dream! It's a nightmare. not real!"

"That's right." Zhao Xiaoqin smiled and pinched Zhao Le's face.

Zhao Le said: "Sister, are you hungry? Can I make you something to eat?"

"Are you trying to make me fat? Don't eat!" Zhang Xiaoqin glared angrily and complained: "I am either working or lying down every day. Look at the circles in my belly!"

"Sister, your figure is so good." Zhao Le smiled and said: "Don't you go to treatment every day? Any fat will be burned as soon as possible! Burn my calories~"

"puff……"

"I made some scallion oil and there is still some oil residue. How about making scallion oil noodles?" Zhao Le blinked.

Zhang Xiaoqin struggled with pain on his face, pinched Zhao Le's face with both hands at the same time and pulled it away, "You are really going to die!!"

"If you don't want to eat, I won't do it." Zhao Le said with a wicked smile.

"court death!"

Zhao Xiaoqin couldn't get angry anymore and was about to fight. Zhao Le quickly stood up, ran to the refrigerator and started getting things in the refrigerator with a smile, "It'll only take ten minutes, sister, just wait."

"Damn boy... put more scallion oil!" Zhang Xiaoqin glared and saw Zhao Le starting to work. Then he laughed out loud and said jokingly: "If I get fat, no one will want me, and I won't be able to marry. Well, you deserve to make food for me for the rest of your life!"

Zhao Le smiled, took out the noodles and put them into the pot.

When the noodles started to cook, it was steaming, and they began to whisper.

He talked about the time when we went to catch crickets together when we were children, and how we went to the field to steal the watermelon from the uncle next door when we were children.

He talked about the Ultraman and Sailor Moon movies that he liked to watch, the way Zhang Xiaoqin was so pregnant that he wouldn't let go of the TV remote control after he grabbed it, and the way Zhao Le looked like he snatched her chicken legs and made her cry during the Chinese New Year.

Talking about the past and talking about the future, they are all beautiful things.

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The lights in the living room were on, but they were just wall lamps and table lamps.

Chen Mingming noticed it when he opened the door, so he moved more gently.

There was a woman wearing a women's suit leaning on the sofa, and the table was full of documents... The woman was still holding a document in her hand, but she had already fallen asleep.

Chen Mingming didn't say anything. He just went to the kitchen to get some American ginseng slices, soaked them in water, brought them to the woman's side, put them on the table, and tidied up the scattered documents.

"Your dad has been here."

The woman leaning on the sofa did not open her eyes, she just pinched her eyebrows and said a little tiredly.

"I know." Chen Mingming picked up the ashtray on the table and poured out the cigarette butts inside.

"If your father comes to see you in the past two days, just ignore him." The woman said again at this time.

Chen Mingming hummed, put away the ashtray, looked at the neat living room, and took a bottle of water from the refrigerator.

The woman asked again: "Have you packed everything? You're leaving next week and you probably won't be back this year. Pack it carefully, otherwise it won't be easy to find it then."

"Let's talk about it later." Chen Mingming responded casually and walked towards the room.

Only then did the woman open her eyes and shouted, "Obviously, Uncle Cai is a very nice person and has his own business in Canada. In addition to cooperating with him, my mother also plans to reorganize the family with him this time. . He is also very willing to accept you. After you go there, communicate more with Uncle Cai, you know."

Chen Mingming turned around, looked at his mother, and said softly: "It's night, go to bed early."

The woman nodded and said with a smile: "When you grow up, you can understand what is best for yourself. Mom always believes in you."

"Remember to drink ginseng tea." Chen Mingming responded before walking into the room.

After closing the door, there was almost no sound.

Chen Mingming still sat back at his desk and glanced at his phone. There were text messages sent by Zhou Yusheng for several days.

After looking at it casually for a few times, he put the phone back on the charging stand.

It's still too quiet, please make some noise...

Anything is fine.

He put on his headphones and lay down on the table.

"include-me-out"

——Have I seen this somewhere before?

-When can I feel it again?

——Someone opened the door

- I'm scared to go in

——Imagination erases everything

——If the imagination continues

——I saw it in a book

--inside an open book

——I saw it in a joke book

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ps: (3/27)