"I think I shouldn't continue like this anymore. It makes myself tired and also makes you tired. You have something you said very well. Now I am always complaining without any illness. I always feel that the whole world owes me, but in fact no one owes me."

Wang Ying's eyes suddenly turned red and his voice suddenly became much hoarse.

I coughed twice and said, "Xiaoying, I was angry at that time, mixed with a lot of personal emotions."

"Angry words are often the most real words." Wang Ying squeezed out a smile in his voice tremblingly: "I chose to leave you by myself. Maybe my starting point is good. I hope you can turn back and it's a fact, but it's a fact that I didn't accompany you through that most difficult time like Xiaoya."

"Oh..." I kneaded the bones of my nose and took a deep breath.

"Xiaoya is pregnant, and you are now much more mature than before, so you are completely stable." Wang Ying raised her head and looked at the blue sky, forcing tears to spread out in her eyes, and spoke as if she was talking to herself: "It's time for me to start over and look for the next stop that truly belongs to me."

I lit a cigarette and felt mixed emotions.

After a moment of silence, Wang Ying raised his hand and gently pushed my shoulder and smiled, "Let's just do it. At least we can drink together and dance together in the future. When we are happy or not, can we still express our feelings to each other, right buddy?"

"Brother?" I was slightly stunned.

"Yes, we stayed in the same room for one night, and you didn't have any evil thoughts to me. Do you have any purer friendships than this?" Wang Ying thought of something interesting, and patted her chest carelessly and said, "It seems that I have to take care of myself reasonably in the future. Now I'm really gone at all."

After looking at her for a while, I lightly nodded and said, "Indeed, you are no longer as youthful and sunny as before. If you don't take good care of it, you will become an old girl who is no one to pursue."

"Sha, sister waves, I'll be in love with a train-skinned suitor, do you believe?" Wang Ying shook the ponytail on the back of her head and jumped toward the hotel: "Let's go, I'll drink all night and I'm really hungry. I'm going to fall in love soon. I don't know who I have to, so I'll be happy for him first."

I looked at her back, shook my head and sighed.

Life is like a train, life goes to death. Many people are inevitable when they come and go. Flowers bloom and flowers fade. There is yang and yin. Living your life carefully is respect for life.

No matter what, Wang Ying figured it out, and it was a good thing to bypass my "southern wall". We said goodbye to each other openly, which is also a kind of remembrance of the green years.

"Go away quickly, why are you slowing down?" Wang Ying, who had walked out eight or nine steps away, saw that I didn't follow me, turned his head and waved to me.

"I'll make a call later." I responded with a smile, then took out my cell phone and dialed Xiao Hongmao's phone number. Last night, the one who beat the mentally ill Li Weiming in the hospital was Xiao Huangmao. Now the three of them are the three of them, only Xiao Hongmao is still outside.

Not long after, Wang Ying and I walked into the private room that Lao Meng had booked. As soon as we entered the door, I saw that Li Weiming, who was wrapped in gauze on his head and plaster plywood hanging on his arms. He was wearing a hospital gown and was smiling and igniting the cigarette for Lao Meng.

When he saw me entering the door, Li Weiming stood up like a living rat swallowing a raw mouse, pointing at Wang Ying behind me and cursing: "Little bitch, you dare to show up. Believe it or not, I'll ruin you today..."

I found that Li Weiming is a plant. Not only does he have no memory, but his vitality is also extremely tenacious. His whole face is swollen like a vegetable bun, and his mouth is still unclean. I naturally stood in front of Wang Ying, ignored Li Weiming's shouting, and greeted Lao Meng with a smile: "Sorry, Brother Hammon, I'm late."

"It's okay, I thought you wouldn't come." Lao Meng responded lukewarmly, obviously still resentful of my collision the day before.

After talking to me, Lao Meng turned his head and scolded Li Weiming, who was jumping and jumping, "Shut up. If you really have the ability, you won't become this bad look. If you really can handle it, I will leave. You will talk to Mr. Wang face to face."

Li Weiming was slightly embarrassed, and then sat down honestly.

Looking at the two of them's poor acting skills, I smiled knowingly. I pulled the seat for Wang Ying first, and then sat down with a big golden knife. I deliberately made this move to remind Lao Meng that Wang Ying and me had a different relationship. If Li Weiming, who was a damn person, was cursing, I might turn against each other at any time.

"The squirrel mandarin fish made in this restaurant tastes very good. Do you want one?" Lao Meng also lit a cigarette and immediately pushed the menu to me.

"The guest is at will, and it doesn't matter what you eat, and we can sit together today is not for eating." I waved my hand, pushed the menu to him again, blinked my eyes and smiled, "Brother Meng, I wonder how you discussed with Mr. Li?"

Lao Meng didn't speak out, and Li Weiming snatched in front of him: "No one million, don't think about this. Even if you are so naughty, I don't believe you dare to kill me."

While talking, Li Weiming pulled open his hospital gown and patted his chest and barked: "Awesome, just stab me here. If I frowned, no matter where I go, I will call you third master."

"First time!" I raised my index finger at Lao Meng without any connection.

"What's the first time, the second time, have you come here to practice counting with us?" Li Weiming was slightly stunned, and whispered like a mad dog again, yelling: "I tell you, if it weren't for Lao Meng to smooth things over, there would be no three million, you shouldn't even think about this."

"Second time!" I smiled and raised my middle finger again.

"Can you shut up? Can you?" Lao Meng suddenly turned his head, kicked Li Weiming in the calf, and shouted with a brow horizontally: "It makes people scream, and it's you who hides in the police station and dares not show up, right?"

After saying that, Lao Meng rubbed his cheek and said, "Mr. Wang, let me tell you a long story short. You really can't do anything about this matter. I can understand it as a misunderstanding when I hurt Li Weiming in the first time, but your man ran to the hospital and killed him and called him back. That was to do it intentionally. If I really want to cause trouble, I can convict your two little brothers for intentional murder."

"Yes." I slowly slid my head.

Lao Meng gasped and said, "For Xiao Ye's sake, I also think that Li Weiming had a mistake first. I made a good decision to make a decision for Li Weiming, and I will pay 500,000 yuan in compensation. Then you will officially apologize with Weiming. What do you think?"

Listening to the price that the other party shouted out was almost the same as what I guessed, I smiled and nodded, "No problem, the money is coming soon, when will my two brothers come out?"

Li Weiming jumped up like a big flea again, pointing at my nose and cursing: "What a good thing to think about? I cut me more than 40 times. Do you think it's okay to pay me a mere 500,000 yuan? I can only guarantee that I won't continue to sue and not allow the situation to expand, but those two bastards must be in prison."

"Third time." I narrowed my eyes and looked at Lao Meng without blinking and chuckled: "It's only three things. I'll give you three chances to turn war into jade. You really don't like me. OK, since you can't reach an agreement, then I won't talk."

"What does it mean?" Lao Meng frowned and stood up: "You want to play social games with me, right?"

I ignored him, took out my phone and dialed Ye Zhiyuan's number, and directly pressed the hands-free button.

The phone was connected quickly, and Ye Zhiyuan greeted me as usual: "Hey, Lang Ge?"

When Lao Meng's face became a little unfair when he heard Ye Zhiyuan's name to me.

I looked up at Lao Meng and said to my phone: "I talked with Lao Meng, but it turned out to be a failure. We are on the same table now. Do you have any more to communicate with him? If not, I will solve the problem in my own way."

After Ye Zhiyuan was silent for a few seconds, he asked in a very smooth manner: "Is Lao Meng not buying my face?"

"Maybe your face is worthless." I cooperated with the tacit understanding and smiled evilly.

Lao Meng could no longer hold back his anger and immediately shouted to his cell phone: "Xiao Ye, I'm talking to Wang Lang, don't think too much."
Chapter completed!