Chapter 134 (1/2)

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.