Chapter 134

Fang Tao found a problem. When he had enough liquor management, drinking with Liu Yanbo was almost like looking for death.

In about two hours, there were five bottles left in a box of 40 bottles of Hongxing Erguotou, of which Liu Yanbo drank 26 bottles.

A 100ml bottle of Hongxing Erguotou is about two or twenty-six bottles, which is about five Jin. This amount is really when you drink water!

More importantly, Liu Yanbo opened the 27th bottle.

Now in Fang Tao's eyes, Liu Yanbo is like a freak. The more people drink, the worse they feel and the more crazy they drink. However, the more he drinks, the more sober and silent he becomes.

Fortunately, Liu Yanbo is not a person who likes to persuade people to drink. Otherwise, Fang Tao thinks he will drive him out with a broom.

Gudong ～

Liu Yanbo choked off half a bottle with one mouthful, and then lit a cigarette. From the beginning of drinking to the present, he could count how many words he had said with ten fingers.

It's raining outside the window. Under the night, the lights are covered with a thin layer of water mist, which makes it cold and misty.

The slap marks on Liu Yanbo's face have not faded, just like a merciless brand, not only on his face, but also in his heart.

This is a prosperous metropolis made of reinforced concrete. Is it really cold?

Gudong ~

after Liu Yanbo finished drinking the 27th bottle, the burning sensation flowed from the esophagus into his stomach, and then spread throughout his body

Hiss Ha

Liu Yanbo groaned and groaned comfortably. However, his loneliness seemed to grow stronger and stronger.

"Don't drink it." Just as Liu Yanbo reached for the 28th bottle, Fang Tao couldn't help but stop him. "A drunk can't solve a thousand worries. Besides, you're still a person who doesn't want to be drunk, so why compete with yourself?"

Liu Yan Bosong opened his hand and said with a smile, "I have passed the age of using wine to relieve my sorrow. Long ago, I had no other reason to drink except to love drinking."

He's telling the truth, but he's also quibbling.

At least Fang Tao doesn't believe Liu Yanbo's words. Although he is like a hermit who does not care about the world, he is still one of the heirs of the Fang family in Haishi. Even if he doesn't inquire about some information, someone will tell him what he should know.

Lu Tianhao is back.

Fang Tao knew the news long before Liu Yanbo came.

Combining this news with the conspicuous palm print on Liu Yanbo's face, Fang Tao can guess things out with his toes.

He could have guessed it, but he never mentioned it seriously.

Fang Tao knows that some people can't be persuaded. The more you persuade him, the deeper he will hide his mind and the more he can't forget.

Fang Tao also knows that Liu Yanbo is such a person. You've got to have a grudge against him, don't you

Liu Yanbo smiles, leans lazily on the sofa and stops talking. His clear and bright eyes stay outside the window.

Most of the time, Liu Yanbo has been looking out of the window.

Is he waiting for the rain to stop? Or who are you looking forward to?

Fang Tao is used to Liu Yanbo's sullen state. Fortunately, he is not a talker himself, so he has no embarrassment.

Sitting dead is lonely, but it is also a kind of enjoyment, it can let you have enough time to recognize the reality.

Liu Yanbo is not a saint, but he is sure that he is not angry with Yin hanruo.

He knew she didn't love himself as much as he didn't love her.

Liu Yanbo knew that in this loveless marriage, it would be sooner or later to have a situation similar to today's, and he had been mentally prepared on the day of obtaining the certificate.

But what Liu Yanbo didn't expect was that his own bearing capacity in this aspect was not as strong as he imagined, so that he did not know how to go next, or even where he should go to spend the night tonight.

Hotel?

Liu Yanbo doesn't want to go. It's too cold for him now.

This is not hypocritical, it is just a sequela, is a prodigal son too greedy for home.

"Home" is not a pure home, but Liu Yanbo still thinks that in the city of Haishi, the No.13 villa in Zizhuyuan, which is subordinate to Yin hanruo, is his destination, at least so far.

Liu Yanbo began to regret that he should not have accepted Yin hanruo's unreliable marriage deal.

From having a family to being homeless, this is Liu Yanbo's second experience in his life, and the taste still makes him feel bad.

He decided to talk to her.

Liu Yanbo needs Yin hanruo to give a clear answer whether he continues to make do with it or whether he is Xiaoxiao and sassy.

He did not hope that this matter would haunt him for too long, after all, his life in Haishi would continue.

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The night was as black as ink, and the rain was getting worse.Liu Yanbo walked alone on the street with the umbrella given to him by Fang Tao, with his 28th bottle of wine in his other hand.

He wanted to talk to Yin hanruo, but he didn't go back to Zizhuyuan.

Liu Yanbo walked slowly through one street after another. His staggering steps looked like he was drunk.

After several busy streets, I turned into two lanes with dim lights

Go on and on, until he reaches the Huangjiang River, Liu Yanbo stops.

This river is one of the earliest artificially dredged rivers in history. It is the mother river of Haishi city. However, some people say in private that this river is a dead river.

Because in the Huangjiang River, it has been unknown how many people have been thrown in to feed Wang ba.

Those shady activities, those grudges and grudges

Nothing is bigger than man's ambition, and nothing is more terrible than man's selfish desire.

Along the Huangjiang River, there are always winners and losers.

Liu Yanbo's choice is undoubtedly one of the most hidden places on both sides of the Huangjiang river. Even if there is a cruise ship passing by, the searchlights will never hit his area, because no tourist would like to see the rotten grass and crooked neck trees.

There is no monitoring, no passers-by in a hurry, and those who can run here in the evening are all haunted.

Liu Yanbo looked back at the deep darkness. This was the first time he had just walked. He said faintly, "come out."

Who is he talking to?

Soon after he came out of fangtao's milk tea shop, Liu Yanbo found that some people were following him, and they were all good hands.

In the darkness, no one came out, and no one answered him. There was still only the sound of wind and rain and the sound of the river.

Liu Yanbo turned back to look at the river again, but at the moment when he looked back, just as the empty door on his back was opened, three cold lights came quietly through the sky, revealing the murderous opportunity.

The river is rolling and the autumn rain is continuous.

Tonight, who will not return to the Huangjiang river?

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