Falling in love with his bed

Ding Yi stands at the door of the bar, and his hand reaches out to the cigarette in his pocket again unconsciously. What's the purpose of coming here? Paralyze yourself? However, what should we do about the affairs at home? We have been avoiding them and no longer face them?

"Brother, don't worry about cigarettes. Sometimes, some things can't be solved by cigarettes. Believe me, we two have a good chat. Maybe I can't do anything for you, but at least, I'm the best listener!" Hua looks at Xiangyi's action, and a casual smile appears at the corner of his mouth. He steps forward two steps. Hua reaches out and gets close to Ding Yi's hand, preventing him from taking out his cigarette.

"Hua, well, let's go first!" It's not the best choice to go back. Listening to his brother's words, Ding Yi is moved. Maybe his words are good. Even if he can't find the fundamental way to solve it, he can at least have a chat with him. Maybe he can relieve the psychological pressure!

"Elder brother, I'd better call my sister-in-law for you." Just as Ding Yi was about to step into the bar, Hua spoke again and took out the phone.

For a moment, Ding Yi didn't know what to do. Maybe he should stop it. However, maybe Hua's mouth said that he would delay for a while. The two sisters, fan Zheyun, should be more receptive!

Hua pulls out the phone number, listens to Hua's words, and looks at Hua's sincere expression. Ding Yi really wants to sincerely say thank you to China. At least, he doesn't have to face these things immediately. Although this is an evasive behavior, now he is in a mess, and it's useless to go back. Let's take a step, count a step!

Hua shouts the line and walks into the bar with Ding Yi. Hua seems to be quite familiar with the bar. He greets the staff inside, and then takes Ding Yi into a private room in a concealed position.

This private room seems to be the deepest part of the bar, and the furnishings inside are extremely simple. There are two sofas and a tea machine, and there are no other furnishings except the electric lamps for lighting on the wall. Even the four walls of the room seem to be the original color of the past, a kind of earth gray color.

The service staff brought in the drinks and politely backed out. For a moment, only Ding Yi and Hua brothers were left in the compartment.

"Brother, tell me, what happened?" Each poured a glass of wine, Hua asked his elder brother in a deep voice. Ding Yi drank the wine in the glass, and slowly explained his dilemma one by one.

Ding Yi is still talking about his distress. However, he doesn't notice that his brother, the brother he hasn't seen for a long time, has a fierce look on his face at this time. His two rows of teeth are biting tightly. A creaking sound comes from his mouth. Hua's hands are beating the wine cup tightly, Glass in China's hands, all issued a sound.

"Hua, what's the matter with you?" Finally, he said his troubles completely, but Ding Yi didn't hear his brother's voice and called for his brother.

"Oh, no, it's nothing. I'm thinking about your troubles, big brother!" Hua soon recovered, but when he spoke, there was a layer of blood red mist floating in his eyes, and Hua was talking in his mouth. Although the voice still sounded like no fluctuation, his hands were tightly squeezed together, and the joints of his bones were protruding, and the tendons on both hands all came out.