Chapter 13 Chapter Thirteen Memory Fragments
Guan Gu and Meijia rushed into the living room, while Zhanbo and Wanyu were surfing the Internet on the sofa.
Guan Gu panted excitedly: "Hongduo! Teacher Zeng kissed Yifei forcibly?"
Meijia also shouted excitedly: "It's so explosive, this is definitely news that can be on the front page of Gossip Weekly!"
Zhanbo and Wanyu were taken aback.
Wan Yu said slowly, "This happened last night. Why did you come here to gossip now?"
Guan Gu said regretfully: "It's all because of Zi Qiao. Like a storyteller, he told the story in five chapters and forty chapters for a day, and went to the toilet three times during the process. And blame Meijia, who was still terrified when listening to the story. Don't eat popcorn."
Meijia asked back, "Didn't you eat?"
Unconvinced, Guan Gu still admitted: "I ate it."
Zhan Bo waved his hands triumphantly: "I witnessed the whole process of the tragedy. If you have anything else you want to know, you can ask me."
Guan Gu immediately leaned over: "We want to hear the details, the details."
"What details?" Zhan Bo took a sip of water.
Guan Gu thought for two seconds, and suddenly said something surprising: "Did Mr. Zeng stick out his tongue?"
Everyone fell down, and Zhanbo sprayed water.
Guan Gu was a little embarrassed: "What's the matter? Can't I ask this?"
"Of course, how can you ask such a perverted way." Meijia criticized, and Chao Zhanbo said, "Did Teacher Zeng kiss wet or dry?"
Everyone fell down again, and Zhanbo sprayed water again.
Zhanbo said depressedly: "How do I know the details of the tongue?"
Wan Yu frowned and said, "You guys are very dark. Very dark. And very pornographic and violent."
Meijia also made a strong argument: "We just want to find out whether Mr. Zeng was 'jumping the wall in a hurry' or 'truth broke out'."
Wan Yu said disapprovingly: "Of course it's a dog jumping over the wall. Teacher Zeng used this trump card in order to get rid of Rongrong, and there was no other way."
Guan Gu started playing with words again: "Yes! Yifei is a dog, Mr. Zeng is a chicken, and the chicken jumps over the wall!"
Meijia said seriously: "...Then let me ask you, there were so many people at that time, why did Teacher Zeng choose to kiss Yifei?"
This question stumped Zhanbo and Wanyu: "This..." pondered for a while.
Meijia lay next to Wanyu's head, gesticulating and said: "It means that in the depths of my heart, Yifei has a special meaning to Teacher Zeng. I read from the book that people will arouse subconscious impulses at moments of high tension. .We can observe the important information hidden in their subconscious from the behavior at that time.”
Wan Yu couldn't help but look at her with admiration: "Wow, Mijia, you actually do research on psychology. What books are you reading?"
Meijia snapped her fingers and counted happily: ""Yilian Youmeng", "Smoky Locked Building", and "Love is Deep in the Rain" ah."
Wan Yu questioned: "Is there something about the subconscious mind?"
Zhan Bo interjected, "Impossible. Teacher Zeng would get a headache when he saw my sister. It's absolutely impossible."
Meijia continued to persuade: "Trust me... this is just a superficial phenomenon, as the saying goes: those who are in power are obsessed—"
Guan Gu interjected again without thinking: "The authorities are obsessed, and those who stand in my way will die." Patting himself.
The enthusiasm of Meijia and Wanyu seems to be poured cold water by Guan Gu.
Meijia rearranged her thoughts: "Everyone has a subconscious mind, which is not surprising. If you don't believe me, let me ask you about Zhanbo. If it were you, under such circumstances, you insisted on kissing each other, Wanyu and Yifei. Who do you choose, answer quickly, first reaction, don't think about it, hurry up."
"Wan Yu." Zhan Bo replied.
Wan Yu blushed.
Meijia's experiment was effective, and she straightened her back immediately: "Ha! The subconscious mind has come out!"
Zhanbo thought for a long time, and suddenly understood: "But Yifei is my sister!" It means: How can I kiss my sister?
Zhan Bo stood up: "I still don't believe it, I want to find out, I'll go directly to ask Teacher Zeng." He walked into Zeng Xiaoxian's room.
Guan Gu asked in surprise, "Mr. Zeng is at home?"
Wan Yu said affirmatively: "That's right. He must be sleeping. He suffered so much stimulation last night. He should have collapsed. I haven't seen him leave the room since this morning."
Suddenly, Zhan Bo's shout came from Xiaoxian's room.
"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!"
"What's wrong?" Everyone asked.
"Teacher Zeng's room is empty! There is no bed cover, he moved away!" Zhan Bo's expression was terrified.
After a while, Meijia went to Xiaoxian's room to verify again.
"Teacher Zeng moved out!" She gave the verification result.How many times do you have to look for a big living person in the room?However, everyone really needs to keep verifying to let themselves accept this cruel fact.
"Didn't you say you saw him in the morning?" Wan Yu immediately asked Zhan Bo when she found some clues.
Zhanbo replied honestly: "Yes. He still talked to me in the morning."
Guan Gu interrogated: "Tell me what happened this morning?"
Zhanbo immediately described the situation in the morning.
That morning, at 7:26.
Xiaoxian came out of the house and found Zhanbo furtively.
"Zhanbo, can you help me? Give this letter of apology to Yifei for me." Xiaoxian said and handed a letter.
Even a mentally handicapped Zhanbo can guess the content: "You mean what happened last night. Ha, you are dead. Do you know? For a female saint, the only way to deal with a man who has skin-to-skin relationship is There are two outcomes, either to fall in love with her or to kill her. Besides, my sister is also a golden saint of Scorpio." Zhanbo gestured with his fists and feet, unaware that Xiaoxian's pain was deepening.
Xiaoxian hates Zhanbo.
Zhan Bo said cheerfully, "Just kidding! Give it to her yourself." He put the letter on the table.
Xiaoxian quickly held the letter in front of him again: "No, no, Zhanbo, you can test it out for me. See if she hates me now." She trembled when she spoke.
At this time, Yifei yelled outside the door: "Help me open the door, I don't have the key in my hand."
"Don't say you've seen me." Xiaoxian hurried over the window and hid behind the curtain of the balcony.
Zhanbo opened the door, and Yifei bought vegetables and came in with big bags: "Sister."
Yifei was very emotional: "The fried dough sticks are really tired. I asked him to buy 8 fried dough sticks, but he only gave me 4 sticks, and he said that every fried dough stick is two twisted together. , Exactly 8." As he spoke, he twisted his two fingers together, his face cramped.
Zhan Bo asked timidly, "Sister, you didn't do anything to her, did you?"
Yifei swung his arm vigorously and made a gesture of lifting something: "I lifted his pot and let him entrap consumers again!"
Xiaoxian tightly grasped the curtain, biting nervously.
Zhan Bo asked cautiously: "Sister, if someone hurts you deeply, how long will it take you to forgive him?" Holding up the letter in his hand.
"Forgive him?" Yifei looked at the fried dough sticks, "Forgive him is God's business, and my task is to send him to see God." He picked up the letter of apology, wrapped the fried dough sticks and ate them.
Zhanbo regretfully said: "...that is..."
Yifei's eyes widened: "What's wrong?" He was threatening.
Zhanbo didn't dare to continue: "No...it's nothing."
After Xiaoxian gnawed on the curtain, he began to gnaw his fingernails.
After listening to Zhanbo's narration, Guan Gu speculated: "Teacher Zeng must have been hiding out of fear, and we need to find him back."
Wan Yu dialed the phone and said regretfully, "His phone is turned off."
Guan Gu frowned: "I have a solution, the radio station. Teacher Zeng broadcasts it live every day. As the saying goes - if you can escape the monk, you cannot escape the radio station."
Meijia came over, holding a crumpled note: "Look, what did I pick up?"
Zhan Bo took the note and read it out: "I'm gone, I've been wanting to go out to relax, I don't know if I'll come back, I wish everyone happy. Zeng Xiaoxian."
Wan Yu closed the phone: "I called, and the radio station said that Teacher Zeng had gone to ask for leave at noon. It's still a long vacation." It was even more regrettable.
Meijia continued to speculate: "I see. Teacher Zeng must have suppressed a kind of unexplainable affection for Yifei in his subconscious mind. Unfortunately, the incident happened in the east. He was emotionally confused for a while, and he couldn't tell whether it was love or fear. So So I chose to escape." She guessed and guessed, and she added fuel to the picture, lest the world would not be chaotic.
Guan Gu asked in surprise: "Wow. Is this also from "Deep Love and Rain"?"
Meijia sat down firmly: "Of course not, this time I saw it."
Everyone was ashamed.
Zhanbo suggested: "The more this is the case, the more we need to help Teacher Zeng. We will set up a 'special action team to find Zeng Xiaoxian'. If we can't find Teacher Zeng, we will not stop." He clenched his fists and signaled to everyone.
Everyone nodded impassionedly: "Yeah!" They all stretched out their fists.
The animation of "Transformers" was played on the TV, and Optimus Prime ordered: "Autobots, transform, let's go!"
a month later.
Guan Gu reported the battle situation: "One month has passed, and the 'Special Operations Team to Find Zeng Xiaoxian' has achieved nothing, to be exact, not even a single hair has been found."
Someday after a month.
Yifei opened the bill envelope and said to herself: "There are quite a lot of bills this month... Hey, this one is not mine." Picking out the letter.
Zhanbo took the letter vigilantly: "This is... from Mr. Zeng, the credit card bill!" He was about to open the envelope.
Yifei stopped drinking: "What are you doing?"
Zhanbo proudly gave the reason: "Look, what and where did Mr. Zeng spend the money recently, there must be clues here that can help us find him."
Yifei looked disdainful: "Why are you looking for him? It's so clean to leave. What's more, he left without saying goodbye. He didn't want you to find him, so why be so affectionate. Didn't your teacher teach you not to open other people's letters privately? This is immoral." He tore up his credit card bill and threw it into the trash can.
Zhanbo looked at the trash can dejectedly: "However, tearing up other people's letters is also immoral."
"Oh, really? That's right. But I've already torn it up, so what can you do with me?" Yifei deliberately put on a helpless gesture, and left with her letter in her arms.
Zhan Bo raised his thumb and said to himself: "You are awesome, old lady, you are the best in the world."
Everyone gathered around a tattered and pasted credit card bill and examined it carefully.Apparently, Zhanbo spelled out the bill from the trash can.
Zhanbo has already studied it carefully before everyone else: "Obviously, Mr. Zeng has left this city. Judging from this credit card bill, all the consumption is in Vietnam."
Wan Yu asked in surprise: "Vietnam? Why did he go to Vietnam?"
Meijia leaned closer to look at the bill details: "Let's see what Mr. Zeng has bought recently?"
Zhanbo read out item by item: "On the 11th, a Vietnamese city supermarket—a dozen of toilet paper. On the 12th, Hanoi Fashion Boutique City—a set of women's clothing."
Guan Gu heard an anecdote: "Women's clothes? Teacher Zeng buys women's clothes?"
Zhanbo went on to read: "On the 15th, a digital store, a Sony portable DV. The most outrageous thing is this: On the same day, a maternity and child health store - a can of infant nutrition milk powder." Finally, he emphasized his tone, as if to testify against the Heinous crime.
Wan Yu looked at the ceiling and said, "These things are too weird."
Zhanbo pondered: "Here are all the clues so far. Toilet paper, women's clothing, DV cameras, milk powder. What can these things be associated with?" His eyes gradually became empty.
Meijia could only feel sorry for Xiaoxian on the surface: "What kind of life did Mr. Zeng lead?"
Guan Gu clapped his hands: "I know!" There was confidence in his smile.
"Huh?" Zhanbo needed more clear information.
Guan Gu still wants to show off: "The matter is very obvious. Mr. Zeng must be very depressed now, and...we will definitely find him on the video release network of iPartment."
Wan Yu looked bewildered: "Online? Why?"
Guan Gu said categorically: "Ms. Zeng must be playing - online video selfie."
Zhanbo and Meijia made expressions of disbelief.
"It happened like this."
Guan Gu brings you his inference:
One of Xiaoxian's hands is adjusting the DV camera.
Guan Gu explained: "Mr. Zeng has no job and no income. In order to earn money, he does not hesitate to upload cosplay selfie videos to make a living. This set of women's clothing, if I guessed correctly, should be a kimono."
A person wearing a kimono appeared, only the back could be seen, a bit like Xiaoxian's figure, scratching his head and posing.
Guan Gu continued to speculate: "The video he uploaded this time is - Memoirs of a Geisha."
Wan Yu interrupted Guan Gu: "Then where is the milk powder he bought?"
Guan Gu smiled confidently: "I just said that Mr. Zeng has no income and is very poor, so he must not be able to afford cosmetics for geisha. So..."
The geisha played by Xiaoxian turned her head, her face covered with snow.
Guan Gu said excitedly: "That's right, milk powder is his foundation!"
Zhan Bo spat out a mouthful of water.
Meijia raised an objection: "Guan Gu, where is the toilet paper?"
"That's easy." Guan Gu continued to fall into fantasy.
Xiao Xian, a geisha, threw two strips of toilet paper out of her hands, and began to sing Japanese songs and twist yangko at the same time.
Meijia brought everyone's thoughts back to reality: "It's too ridiculous. Not all women's clothing is kimono."
Zhanbo covered his head and said in pain, "I have trigeminal neuralgia." It seemed that he was overwhelmed by what he saw in the illusion.
At this time, Wan Yu's mouth showed a happy smile: "I know what's going on!"
Zhan Bo asked worriedly: "Wan Yu, you are not as shocking as Guan Gu, are you?"
Wan Yu said confidently: "Don't worry, what I thought of will definitely not be so jumpy, it is definitely possible."
Saying that, Wan Yu led everyone into the picture she arranged:
"It's said that in a night where you can't see the night, no, it's a night where you can't see your fingers. On the way back from buying toilet paper in the supermarket, Teacher Zeng met a pale little girl sitting on the side of the road and crying. The girl was dressed in rags," The girl appeared, her clothes were thin and torn, her face was whiter than milk powder, her lips were blood red, she stood in the empty street, terrified, "shivering in the north wind, holding a black cloth tightly in her hand." Bao. Teacher Zeng felt sorry for her, so he took her to live in the old house he rented for a night, and bought her a 'women's dress' at the store." The little girl walked into the Xiaoxian's room.
Wan Yu went on to describe: "Ms. Zeng saw that she hadn't eaten for a long time, and asked her what she wanted to eat. The girl replied weakly: 'Buy me a can of milk powder.' Teacher Zeng was very surprised, such a big girl. What kind of milk powder should I eat? But no matter how Teacher Zeng asked her, the girl would only repeat one sentence over and over again." The girl said palely, "One can of milk powder, one can of milk powder, one can of milk powder..."
Wan Yu's tone became more gloomy: "Teacher Zeng had no choice but to agree to her. The more he thought about it, the weirder he became, so he bought a DV camera and hid it in the corner of the room when the girl wasn't paying attention. At dawn the next day, Before the light was on, Teacher Zeng woke up suddenly from the sofa, but nothing happened, the DV was still there, the milk powder can was still there, and the girl fell asleep peacefully. It was just that the black bag disappeared strangely. Teacher Zeng soaked A cup of powdered milk, took off the DV and hid in a corner, while drinking milk, curiously began to replay what happened in the middle of last night."
Xiaoxian took a sip of milk, turned on the DV, and played it back.
"I saw the girl get up in the middle of the night, walk to the table stiffly with disheveled hair, and open the milk powder can, she actually! Poured all the milk powder into the trash can, and then opened the black cloth bag, which turned out to be an urn! The girl opened it He took out the urn and poured all the ashes into the milk powder can."
Xiaoxian was startled, glanced at the milk glass in his hand, and started to feel sick.At this time, the girl in the DV screen saw the camera.Xiaoxian was startled, the cup fell to the ground, and stood up. The girl behind her was pale and stood behind Xiaoxian with disheveled hair.
Xiaoxian found out and shouted: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh."
Everyone in the fantasy also shouted: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh." Zhanbo, Meijia, and Guan Gu huddled together in fear.
Guan Gu asked timidly: "Is she a human or a ghost? Why did she kill Teacher Zeng?"
Wan Yu replied, "Teacher Zeng asked the same question."
Xiaoxian asked, "Why do you want to kill me?"
The girl said coldly, "I didn't hurt you."
Xiaoxian didn't believe it at all: "This...whose ashes belong to?"
The girl said word by word: "My father's. I want to send his ashes back for burial."
Xiaoxian's voice trembled with fear: "Then why did you put it in the milk powder can. You did it on purpose. What are you going to do?" Almost shouting.
The girl said slowly: "Because..."
Everyone was nervously looking forward to the answer, and Xiaoxian was nervously looking forward to it.
The girl said lightly: "The original urn is leaking!" Meaning: So I need to change the container.As he spoke, he took out a cracked urn.
Xiaoxian covered his face in collapse.
Everyone covered their faces, dumbfounded.
Yifei jumped out from behind the sofa at some point, with a scarf covering her head: "Hi." Breaking the picture in everyone's mind.
Everyone was startled again: "Ahhhhhh!"
Yifei said angrily: "What are you doing? Listening to Leslie Cheung telling ghost stories? I really don't understand. You guys can look at this bill from a month ago so enthusiastically. What does this mean? Zeng Xiaoxian is now It's not necessarily dead."
Zhanbo felt that Yifei was going too far: "Sister~"
Yifei still insisted: "Am I wrong? Unless you can see his credit card records today. Oh, but this needs to be checked through online banking. If he still has consumption records 10 minutes ago, it means he still has credit card records. lingering and panting."
Zhan Bo suddenly realized, and rushed upstairs: "Sister! You are really a genius."
Yifei gloated and said, "Does he have a password?"
Wan Yu reminded with a smile: "Don't forget, Zhanbo is a computer genius."
Zhanbo hurried downstairs with his laptop.
Guan Gu said excitedly: "Excellent, have you deciphered it so quickly?"
Seeing Zhanbo's expertise, he naturally smiled all over his face: "No need to decipher, Mr. Zeng's bank password is the same as his password to log in to the iPartment website. Look, two hours ago, there was a purchase - Super 8 Express Hotel .” Press Enter, and the detailed record will flash on the display.
Meijia raised a question: "Vietnamese?"
"No, from China, from here. Teacher Zeng is back!" Zhan Bo immediately called: "Hello, Super 8 Hotel? Please help me pick up Mr. Zeng Xiaoxian's room, 8330? OK."
Everyone held their breath and concentrated.
"Hello..." Zhan Bo hung up the phone, "A woman answered the phone. There is a woman in his room."
Wan Yu said in surprise, "A woman?"
Zhan Bo buried his head down: "Teacher Zeng has fallen." He looked very sad.
Yifei sat alone on the sofa a few meters away from everyone, her face was a little displeased, but she immediately covered it up with sarcasm: "Hmph, is it strange?"
Wan Yu said sadly: "Feifei, don't you care about Teacher Zeng?"
Yifei looked disdainful: "It's none of my business, I'm out to make soy sauce." After finishing speaking, she held her head up and left.
Zhanbo and Guan Guyong take the man's responsibility and rush to the Super 8 Express Hotel to rescue the depraved Xiaoxian.Running too fast, Zhanbo had to take a rest on the hotel stairs and take a deep breath.
Guan Gu panted heavily: "Are you really going to break in? It's not very polite." The Japanese still have to observe etiquette at such a critical moment.
Zhan Bo didn't pay attention: "Why did he leave without saying goodbye, I have to ask clearly." He rang the doorbell fiercely.
A woman in a bathrobe opens half the door. "Who are you looking for!"
Zhan Bo asked, "Is Zeng Xiaoxian here?"
The woman hurriedly closed the door when she heard the words, Zhan Bo resisted the door and shouted: "Guan Gu! Go in!"
The two rushed in together.Soon, there was a sound of ping-pong-pong in the room.
Afterwards, Guan Gu revealed the situation at that time:
"Afterwards, a very miraculous thing happened - we didn't find Mr. Zeng, he didn't open a room there at all. But we caught a habitual offender who fled between Vietnam and my country for the police. The woman who opened the door was Fan Baobao, She is a habitual criminal who often cheats and steals other people’s credit cards. Teacher Zeng’s credit card was switched by her when she bought fried dough sticks. So it’s not difficult to explain why Teacher Zeng’s card is used to consume milk powder and women’s clothing in Vietnam. But that’s it , The last clue to find Teacher Zeng was also broken."
After three months. "Special Action to Find Zeng Xiaoxian" is temporarily on hold.
The initiator of the action, Zhanbo, explained it this way: "Life is always like this. No matter what happens, everything will be calm in the end. Horses run and dances. Although everyone will think of Teacher Zeng from time to time, life is always the same. to pass."
The bar party without Zeng Xiaoxian is still fun.
Some things are like this, sometimes you can’t find them no matter how hard you look, but sometimes you don’t look for them, and they pop up by themselves. Guan Gu and Meijia were about to walk into the bar when Guan Gu suddenly looked back. Meijia asked strangely, "What are you looking at?" Guan Gu said intently, "Just now there was a pervert staring at your ass." Meijia said happily: "Really? He has great vision. I said that Lin Chiling's buttocks are not as good as mine. Do you think so, Guan Gu, Guan Gu." Guan Gu was still staring straight ahead, Zeng Xiaoxian suddenly stood there with a dozen beers in his hand.Mika and Guan Gu were surprised and speechless. Xiaoxian greeted with a smile: "Meijia, your hip shape is very good." Guan Gu was too excited to speak.His own voice came from his ears: "I never expected to meet Mr. Zeng here. I haven't seen him for 4 months. I have so much curiosity to know and so many words to say. This moment is a thousand words." Thousands of words came to my lips..." But Guan Gu's first sentence was: "Where did you buy these pants?" Xiaoxian looked down at his trousers, then shouted excitedly: "Guan Gu, Meijia—" The three hugged each other tightly. Pull off the beer and let's celebrate.The reunion after a long absence puts the most direct smile on everyone's face. Xiaoxian happily announced: "You don't know how great I have been in these four months!" Meijia asked curiously: "Teacher Zeng. Are you going on a trip?" Xiaoxian said mysteriously: "To be exact - return. I gradually lost myself in the hustle and bustle of the city, but I found my true sustenance when I returned to the embrace of nature." He opened his arms and embraced, " The majestic snow-capped mountains of the Himalayas, the clear lakes of Jiuzhaigou, and the virgin forests of the Northeast all make people linger and forget to return.” Meijia listened, fascinated: "Did you take pictures? Show me." Xiaoxian proudly said: "It's not taking pictures, it's called photography, it's art. You must not have discovered my talent in photography. To tell you the truth, my work has already been picked up by a publishing house..." Xiaoxian immediately fell into fantasy: In the office of the president of a publishing house, the president is flipping through photos. The president said excitedly: "Xiaoxian, this is the best group you took! I receive so many photos every day, and I have never seen such a good work. Needless to say, I know-this is The art of photography! I have no objections." The president made a decision, "Published! Hahahaha." He extended his hand to shake. Xiaoxian stretched out his hand happily but disapprovingly, letting the other party hold it enough. Back to reality, Xiaoxian said even more triumphantly: "So don't worry, you will be able to see it when it is published." Guan Gu asked with great interest: "So you still have to continue traveling, right?" Xiaoxian's eyes were bright: "That's right, I just came back to live temporarily, so I just rented an apartment, it's nearby." Meijia was surprised and asked happily: "Really? Is it beautiful? Can I go and see it? Hahaha." "Well... of course." Xiaoxian replied. The two came to Zeng Xiaoxian's new apartment, which was very small and dirty. Xiaoxian greeted warmly: "Welcome to my new apartment." Meijia walked in, holding a fruit basket, with an embarrassed expression: "Wow, Mr. Zeng... your apartment is really... oh~ you can see everything at a glance." Xiaoxian knew it well but didn't care: "I know...it's very small here, the smaller...the more secure it is. It's small, but it's very individual, isn't it?" After handing over the fruit basket, Mika began to look around. Xiaoxian put the fruit basket in the bathtub and said while putting it: "We are an international apartment here. There are many young friends from all over the world. My neighbor is Korean. I am learning Korean from him recently. @$! @% #$@#, how does it sound nice?" What a mess, Mika didn't understand a word.She walked to the kitchen area of the toilet and found that the stove was next to the toilet: "Mr. Zeng, this design is so unique. Did you put the toilet in the kitchen or the stove in the toilet?" Xiaoxian said hypocritically: "Ah~ I designed this on purpose. It is good for metabolism, environmentally friendly and saves a lot of time." Meijia expressed her understanding: "Oh~~" but very reluctantly. "Do you want to go to the bathroom, I can avoid it, you just need to pull this screen." Xiaoxian said, pulling a very low screen like a fence, nothing can block it. Meijia quickly shook her head and waved her hands: "No, no. I can hold it back, I can hold it back. Teacher Zeng, you also have this kind of hidden spring bed?" Quickly changed the subject. Both of them stared at a bed erected against the wall. Xiaoxian went up and patted it casually: "This bed doesn't take up much space, and the springs are very strong. It's very comfortable to sleep on." "How do you put it down?" Meijia said, stretching out her hand and pulling it hard, and the bed fell down with a bang.Because the room was too small, one corner of the bed was stuck on the corner of the wall, and it was raised high. Xiaoxian looked a little embarrassed. "This..." Meijia pointed at the damaged bed embarrassingly, waiting to be criticized. Xiaoxian didn't have a seizure, but said optimistically: "Oh~ lying down may not be the best, sometimes there are some small angles, which are especially helpful for sleep." Meijia breathed a sigh of relief and suggested, "Let's put it away together." Afraid of causing embarrassment again, Xiaoxian said, "No need, leave it alone, and I'll collect it myself later." Meijia said weakly: "But...the bed is left, I can't get out." The bed spanned from the left wall to the right wall, and Meijia was blocked inside. "Ok." The two tried to lift the bed, but the bed got stuck, and they couldn't lift it no matter how hard they shook it. Koreans shouted and cursed from the opposite wall. "Oh, Yixi! It's not dark yet, what kind of earthquake is shaking in broad daylight, and it will shake again at night. Dead pervert. (Korean)" Meijia looked around: "Where is someone talking?" "This is my Korean listening practice. They are... singing folk songs. By the way, I'll wash the fruit for you to eat." Xiaoxian walked to the side of the bathtub, took the fruit, and found that there was only half of an apple left in it. "Aha! Did you eat it secretly?" Xiaoxian said, picking up a bitten apple, without washing the skin, and started gnawing on it by himself. Mika said aggrievedly, "No, no." "Who ate that?" Xiaoxian picked up the fruit basket and heard the sound of squeaking mice. "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" He jumped behind Mijia. “啊啊啊啊啊！”美嘉跟着一起又蹦又叫。 In the evening, except for Yifei and Wanyu, everyone else gathered at the bar to join in welcoming Zeng Xiaoxian. Everyone toasted: "Cheers!" Ziqiao was the first to speak: "Mr. Zeng, after your credit card was stolen, we were very worried about you." Xiaoxian said in a roundabout way: "I'm really touched by your concern. By the way, how is Wanyu? And Yifei?" Everyone looked behind Xiaoxian, Xiaoxian turned his head, and Yifei was standing there. "Hey, Zeng Xiaoxian, you?" Yifei was expressionless, unable to figure out what she was thinking. "Surprise?" Xiaoxian pretended to be calm, because Hu Yifei, who didn't get angry and didn't smell himself, made him even more frightened. Yifei said slowly, "Where did you buy these pants?" Guan Gu interrupted: "Teacher Zeng just came back to rest temporarily, and will continue his return journey soon." Xiaoxian stabilized his mind and said affectionately: "Yifei, I haven't seen you for a long time, how about coming over and having a drink together? You are so beautiful today." The flattery that is absolutely effective to Yifei on weekdays has no effect today: "Long time no see, I can speak human words. However, I just came back from a date and I am very tired. Let's go another day." Turn around and leave. "You...have a boyfriend?" Xiao Xian was obviously uncomfortable, and everyone could see it. Ziqiao said with extreme exaggeration: "His name is Shen Linfeng, he is a super rich man, and he owns more than 100 restaurant chain stores." Xiaoxian wanted to keep Yifei: "It's rare for me to come back once, and I'm leaving on the weekend. Can't you sit down and catch up with old friends?" Yifei just didn't buy it: "Next time, I just came back from the HSBC Golf Open and I was exhausted. And I have to get up early tomorrow to accompany him to a charity auction." Guan Gu said in surprise: "Is it the one that sold 3,000 yuan for a toothpick last time?" Yifei pretended to be arrogant: "Nonsense, how about 5000? Can you stop being so snobbish. This auction is to donate to African hunger organizations." I don't know if it is because of Xiaoxian's existence, but every word she says It seems to be acting deliberately. Meijia's eyes widened: "African Hunger Organization? Is this organization cannibalizing each other?" Yifei said disdainfully: "It's the 'Hunger Aid Organization under the African Agriculture and Food Policy Research Association', referred to as 'African Hunger Organization', I'm afraid you can't understand~~ Okay, let's not talk, I'll go back first. Bye .” Everyone waved their hands at the same time: "byebye." Xiaoxian felt dejected. Meijia saw Xiaoxian's thoughts: "Are you okay? Teacher Zeng." Xiao Xian raised his spirits: "Me? What can I do? Why do you ask?" "I..." Mika faltered about what to say. Zhanbo immediately warned her: "Be more reserved—" But he said bluntly to Xiaoxian, "Meijia said you have a crush on my sister." Xiaoxian jumped up in shock: "Founding rumors is definitely spreading rumors." The reaction was too strong. Seeing Xiaoxian's reaction, Meijia seemed to be more certain of her opinion: "Maybe it's the kind in the subconscious..." Xiaoxian stopped abruptly: "Nonsense, my consciousness is completely controlled by my brain. There is nothing hidden. Yifei is just an 'ordinary' friend of mine. Rabbits don't even eat grass by the side of their nest. I What I'm looking for is a stable and long-term relationship between men and women..." Ziqiao deliberately interrupted his cliché with snoring, Xiaoxian looked at him: "Are you finished? It's over, ok. How many times have I said that life is short, and timely gratification is king. Seeing your Is it 4 o'clock?" Everyone turned around. "The face of an angel, the figure of a devil, protruding forward and backward, ready to emerge. It's her. I'm going to act." Ziqiao seemed to be writing a voiceover. Xiaoxian asked knowingly, "What are you going to do?" Ziqiao had a good reason this time: "I will tell you with practical actions. If you are envious of fish in Linyuan, it is better to retreat and make a net." Xiaoxian got confused: "What kind of fish do I envy, who do I envy?" Meijia took the opportunity to set him up: "Sister Yifei's brother-in-law's boyfriend!" Xiaoxian pretended to laugh: "What are you talking about. Ziqiao, if you want to pick up girls yourself, don't use me as an excuse. Just go up and 'net' like this, okay?" Focusing everyone's attention on Ziqiao. "There was a person who doubted my fighting power before, and he died later. You are the second. Do you want to bet?" Ziqiao said, and approached him. Xiaoxian pretended to be blind and said, "Zhanbo, when did your sister degenerate into a sugar daddy? Where does this guy come from? There are a lot of scammers out there these days." Zhan Bo asked: "Are you talking about Shen Linfeng? He is not a liar, he is very kind to us all." Everyone nodded in agreement. Xiaoxian was upset, and even flattered his family members, this formidable enemy was too difficult to deal with. "How did they meet?" Guan Gu began to gossip: "In the elevator of the apartment, it is said that it was love at first sight. It took less than 3 minutes from the time we met to the establishment of the relationship." Xiaoxian understood: "Uh, it is indeed Hu Yifei's style." Zi Qiao came back with a solemn expression. Guan Gu said mockingly: "Look, the lover is back. How is it? Has it become cannon fodder?" Zi Qiao laughed suddenly: "Did you see the 'fish' I called back?" Then she took out her mobile phone, and there was a string of phone numbers on the screen, "This fish directly left me a number, what is her name? ——Oh, Branda." His expression was so smug that he could defy everything. Xiaoxian was indignant, and casually said: "This can also be successful, what kind of world. I think there must be tricks in this." Zi Qiao stuffed the phone into the jacket pocket casually, and threw out words that touched the hearts of human beings like the ancient Greek philosophers: "Mr. Zeng, do you know where your problem is? You always say 'I think',' I think', 'I think', but don't do it, you are different from Zhanbo, he has a congenital defect. You think too much!" Zhanbo retorted: "Hey! It's none of my business." Xiaoxian retorted: "Is it wrong to think too much?" Ziqiao refuted them together: "Of course, so Yifei left with others. What about you? You can only be fined by me here. 5 glasses, I am willing to admit defeat." Xiaoxian was not convinced: "I was born with a brain that is good at thinking, this is a talent." Ziqiao strives: "Your brain deceives you. You think too much so you don't know how to get rid of Rongrong. After you think too much, you dare not face Yifei, so you leave when you shouldn't. He came back when he shouldn't have come back. So I suggest you let him rest and rest before your dysfunctional pig brain gives you the next wrong order." Said pushing five glasses of wine. Xiaoxian stared blankly at the five glasses of wine: "Zi Qiao——I think there is something wrong with you." Ziqiao encouraged again: "Zeng Xiaoxian! Stop saying: 'I think', I want to listen: 'I drink'!" 美嘉难得跟子乔站在统一战线：“子乔说的对。这样可以唤醒你的潜意识。” 二比一，小贤寻求支援：“你们也太无聊了吧。关谷，你说说他们，太幼稚了。” “是啊。你们怎么能这么无聊呢？”关谷转而严肃地说，“不过，你该喝，喝，喝，喝，喝。”一面坏笑。 其他人一起起哄：“喝，喝，喝，喝。” 小贤无奈，喝了一杯。 “好，我会给你们证明，我的决定有多明智。” 又喝一杯。 “这全部都依赖于我这个牛b的大脑。” 接一杯。 “酒精对我的大脑是无效。” 再一杯。 “男人需要理智，而我就是这样一个可以永远保持理智的人。” 再再一杯。 “我的大脑……” 小贤的眼前突然出现黑屏。之后，他的大脑就没有知觉了，直到第二天的早晨，他在一个熟悉而又陌生的地方醒来。 小贤从梦中醒来，头上缠着有血的绷带，他摸摸自己的头，感觉很疼，脚也扭了。他起床，摸头，身上穿着子乔的夹克，看到了身边自己的夹克衫背后有一个火烧的大洞。床头柜上有一个空的餐盘，小贤仔细一看，有几粒剩余的蛋炒饭。 曾小贤的脑袋里充满了问号和惊叹号，还有省略号：“这是我有生以来最有悬念的一个早晨，我怎么会睡在关谷的房间，穿着子乔的夹克？谁烧了我的衣服？盘子里原先是什么东西？蛋炒饭？还有，我的头怎么了？” 小贤踉踉跄跄地从房间走到大厅。 展博惊讶地问：“曾老师。你怎么会睡在关谷房间里？”看来他一直都没有发现。 “我也想知道啊。”小贤觉得脑袋很疼。 美嘉惊叫起来：“你的脑袋怎么了？” “我也想知道啊。”小贤脑袋疼得都要爆炸了。 展博试探地问：“你什么都不记得了？” 小贤抱住头，像要防止它爆炸一般：“我也想知道啊！昨晚上究竟发生了什么？谁能告诉我。” “别急，我们来帮你回忆哦……”展博说着，把自己知道地告诉小贤。 前夜的酒吧里，小贤喝完酒之后，关谷、子乔、展博、美嘉在聊天。 服务生走过来说：“对我们新推出的伏特加还满意吗？” 关谷微笑着答复：“非常满意。没看到酒杯都空了吗？” 子乔急匆匆地把夹克脱下，往沙发上一扔，说：“哦差点忘了，我晚上约了四个美女一起唱歌的，我得先走了，88。” 关谷拎起夹克，莫名其妙地说：“子乔，你的夹克。” 子乔回头，说：“帮我收着，别忘了带回去。” 关谷更觉得奇怪了，子乔出门反倒不穿外套吗？“你连'战袍'都不要了？外面很冷的。” 子乔露出邪恶地笑容：“关谷，我一会儿跟'四个'美女神龙摆尾，你说还会冷吗？”伸出四个指头，晃来晃去。 服务生把小贤喝掉的酒瓶酒杯都拿走…… 小贤迷惑地问展博：“不是说帮我回忆吗？怎么画面里没有我？” 美嘉接过话茬：“别急，你去吐了。” 展博继续开始回忆。 当时，小贤踉跄地走回酒吧，显然醉得不轻。 展博上前搀扶他，关切地问：“好点了吗？” 小贤打了一个很长的嗝，把众人都恶心到了。“你们知道吗？我自从97年香港回归以来就没有吐过。” 美嘉数落说：“这个记录还真牛。” “可是今天，我的记录被打破了。”小贤说着，说着，开始嚎啕大哭起来。 Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay. “阿欧。”美嘉没想到他潜意识的前奏是这样的平凡。 展博还在犯傻：“曾老师，记录被打破，不用那么难过吧？” 关谷跟着傻：“你还保持着很多记录阿。比方说，你还有世界上最迷你的公寓和最彪悍的厨房！” 小贤哭得稀里哗啦，并且开始神志不清：“不要再说了。我要吃蛋炒饭。” “蛋炒饭？”展博放开搀扶的手。 美嘉解释道：“看来潜意识要爆发了。” 小贤拿出电话。 “他打给谁？”展博在一旁问。 关谷主动回答：“可能是叫外卖。” “喂，一菲吗？”小贤自己开口。 众人表情惊讶。 一菲刚回家，接起手机凶巴巴地问：“曾小贤？你找我什么事？” 小贤情不自禁，以能帮他找回自然状态的题头开始：“欢迎收听《你的月亮我的心》我是你的朋友，曾小贤。今天的节目要告诉你一个惊人的事件——我的记录被打破了，香港回归以来，我就没有吐过。我真的没有吐过。” 一菲心烦意乱：“你要说什么？” 小贤接着胡言乱语：“我只是想说，男人有钱不变坏，母猪上树变妖怪。你要小心……小心……再小心。” 一菲假惺惺地感谢：“谢谢你的提醒，关心一下你自己吧。对了，我也要告诉你一件事……” 另一头，小贤挂上电话。 展博问道：“怎么了？她挂了？” 小贤有点哭的冲动：“她说她自从鸦片战争以来就都没有吐过。我的记录其实根本不算什么！”接着嚎啕大哭。 众人惊悚。 美嘉遗憾地解释：“看来潜意识里，曾老师对一菲姐已经无法自拔了。” 展博不客气地说：“可是我姐已经有男朋友了。你早点在干嘛呢？” 关谷则替小贤鸣不平：“享受大自然的风土人情，都有人要帮曾老师出个人影集了。是不是曾老师，你有你的生活，何必如此纠结呢？” 小贤浑浑噩噩地说：“求你啦！能不能别提这个了？” “不是你告诉我们的吗？”关谷觉得好心怎么就被小贤吃掉了。 小贤酒后思维开始跳跃：“我什么时候说过？其实……事情是这样的！”为众人展开关于影集的真实命运： 一个出版社的社长在翻看照片。 社长愤怒地叫喊：“小贤，这是你拍得最棒的一组？！我每天收到那么多照片，从来没有看到过这样烂的作品。不用多说了，我知道了！这就是摄影的艺术？！我没什么意见了。”做手势，让小贤滚蛋。 小贤面容扭曲，赖着不肯走。 社长会意地说：“出版？哈！”大声嘲笑。 展博知道实情后，带着歉意说：“原来你过得并不好，那你为什么不回来找我们？” 小贤自嘲地笑着：“我怕尴尬，特别是没脸见到一菲。我每天在电台里帮别人处理情感问题，其实我根本就是个情感白痴。”吐沫星子喷向众人。 关谷担忧地说：“那你现在准备怎么办？” 小贤想都不想，说：“我要……打电话跟她表白。” 美嘉得意地对关谷、展博说：“我说什么来着。” 小贤说着又开始拨电话。 “不行！”展博夺过手机，“这样只会把事情搞得更糟，我姐已经有男朋友了。你现在再去搅和，她会杀了你的。” 小贤大吵大闹：“是吗？我不怕，沈公子是吧？，有本事pk一下，看看谁是好男人。子乔说的对，我的确是想得太多了。我现在决定改变了。彻底改变。” 关谷这次也不替小贤说话了：“子乔只是想让你及时行乐，不是叫你自找苦吃。” 只见小贤已经跳到了沙发靠背上，大喊：“各位！今天的酒钱，全部算在我曾小贤头上。” 酒吧里的人开始欢呼。 小贤拿起电话：“一菲，你听见了吗？全国人民都在为我的重生而欢呼！我要……” “阻止他。”关谷和展博冲上，一不小心把小贤推了下来，小贤轰然倒下。 关谷、展博、美嘉三人像犯了错的孩子，在一旁不知所措。 “我的头就是这么摔破的？”小贤以为得到了最后的答案，跳起来掐展博的脖子。 美嘉解释：“没有。你只是扭到了脚而已。” 展博挣脱小贤，把自己看到的画上句号：“然后，我就把你扶回了你新租的公寓。” 小贤脑袋又开始爆裂：“那我怎么会在关谷房间醒过来？” 美嘉提议：“这个要问关谷了，给他打电话。” 关谷正好进门：“曾老师。你的头怎么了？” 小贤焦急地说：“我正要问你，快告诉我，我怎么会进了你的房间，还有谁，打破了我的头。” “我知道的情况是这样的……”关谷开始交代。 展博架着小贤回到他的新公寓。 “Wow，你的公寓真是……一览无遗。” 小贤在他背后嚷嚷：“我不要睡觉，我要吃蛋炒饭。” 展博提议：“曾老师，我送你上床。” 破公寓十分安静，小贤突然诡异地对展博小声说话：“嘘……你告诉他们，吵死了。” 展博惊慌失色。 小贤黑着脸说：“行了，送到这里就可以了。走吧。好兄弟。谢谢啊！” “那我走咯。”展博连滚带爬地逃出房间。
不久之后，小贤又出现在了酒吧。 “兄弟姐妹，我胡汉三又回来啦！” 关谷回头：“曾老师，你怎么又回来啦？” “我是那么容易倒下的吗？”小贤朝吧台叫，“我要一份蛋炒饭！” 关谷阻止说：“这里不卖蛋炒饭。” 小贤又开始大哭：“我就是想吃蛋炒饭……”像个大活宝。 “好，蛋炒饭，蛋炒饭。”关谷把手边的洋葱圈递给小贤。 小贤愣了两秒钟，重新开始大哭，指着洋葱圈：“他们明明知道我不吃胡萝卜，还要在蛋炒饭里放胡萝卜！” 关谷那个汗。 小贤打要电话。 关谷喝斥道：“你在干什么？又打给一菲啊？你又想送死了？” “我说了今天我要表白的。”小贤抢关谷的酒喝上一口。 关谷下令道：“曾老师，你不能再喝了。还有，我现在禁止你给胡一菲打电话。” “没有人能阻止我，我告诉你，我就是要打，请问你能拿我怎么地。”小贤嬉皮笑脸地又喝一口酒。 关谷顿了一秒，说：“你要是敢打，我就烧了你的衣服。”拿出打火机。 小贤活蹦乱跳地挑衅：“你烧呀，你烧呀，我怕你？怕你就不是邱少云！”接着要打电话，关谷准备动手。 一菲在房间穿着睡衣，看来就要睡觉了，接起电话。 “好男人就是我，我是曾小贤~” 一菲裹好睡衣，没好气地说：“又怎么啦？你有完没完。” “有件事情我藏在心里很久了，我现在一定要告诉你，我……啊啊啊啊~~~”还没说完，传来小贤的惊叫。 一菲精神紧张。 回到现实。小贤掐上了关谷的脖子。 “你居然放火烧我？！我这件夹克是真皮的。” 关谷挣扎地说：“我本来只是想吓唬吓唬你，我以为点不着的，谁知道你这件是人造革的，一点就着。” 小贤大喊：“你赔我，我都没衣服穿了！”突然低头，平静地问，“恩，这件是谁的？” 关谷喘上一口气：“子乔的。他把'战袍'扔在酒吧了，所以我就给你穿了。他这件可是真皮的！” “那我怎么会去你房间的？”小贤还是没听到重点。 关谷又陷入回忆：“我起初是想把你送回自己公寓来着……” 小贤穿着子乔的外衣，关谷手上拿着烧焦的夹克，两人回到小贤的新公寓。 小贤唱道：“哼哼哈黑，我只吃蛋炒饭，哼哼哈黑，我只吃蛋炒饭。” 关谷进门第一句也是：“哇哦，你的公寓真是——一览无遗。” 小贤苦着脸说：“你们不用每个人都说一遍吧。” 关谷收起笑容：“好了，你太平点吧。对了，你的床呢？” “在墙上。”小贤指了指。 关谷上去翻窗。“这么紧。靠！” 小贤晃晃荡荡地说：“瞧你个小样，我来！” 两人猛力一拉，轰地一下，整个墙面，连同床一起倒了下来。隔壁一个韩国人光着屁股，坐在马桶上看着他们。 小贤还醉醺醺地打招呼：“嗨！你好——” “什么？你不仅烧了我的衣服，还毁了我的公寓，我杀了你！”小贤又开始掐关谷脖子。 关谷再次挣扎着说：“冷静，冷静，公寓的事故你也有份的。” 小贤怒不可遏：“你知道在这附近租套便宜房子有多难吗？现在好了，以后我睡哪儿？！” 关谷无奈之下，说：“这个……我不是让你睡我这儿了吗？” 小贤还不放手：“那以后呢？” 关谷告饶：“也一样啊。” 美嘉在一旁拍手：“太好了，我也赞成。” 展博也拍手：“我们都希望你回来，曾老师。” 小贤暂时松开手：“等等。还没完呢？我的头是谁砸的？关谷，你还没告诉我呢。”还是没找到罪魁祸首。 关谷摊开手：“这我也不知道。” 美嘉提醒：“曾老师，快看看你身上还有什么地方受伤没有？这可是恶性事件。” 小贤撩起袖子，检查，突然发现手上写着一行字：“快看，这是什么？” 美嘉凑上来：“你好，我是曾小贤，如果我再次走丢了请打电话，139095312544？” 关谷望着天花板：“这个电话好熟悉。” 展博补充：“字也很熟悉。” 两人同时：“林宛瑜！” 关谷急切地说：“快打电话给她！” “等等！”美嘉喊道。 大家看着她，以为又发现了什么。 美嘉却坏笑：“太精彩了，我忍不住要去拿爆米花了。” 众人鄙视她。 小贤拨通电话。 “宛瑜。” “曾老师啊。” “你昨晚见过我吗？” “是啊，见过啊。” 随后，宛瑜在电话里告知当晚她所知道的情况。 关谷把小贤扶到自己床上。 小贤傻笑：“我最喜欢吃蛋炒饭了，哈。” 关谷要求道：“你睡觉把衣服脱下来，快点。” “不行！谁让你烧我衣服的啊？”小贤死样怪气地说，“再说也不是你的。”反倒把衣服裹好。 关谷拗不过他：“好了好了，不脱就不脱，喂！衣服不是我的，可床是我的，我让你睡这儿，你可别尿床啊！”关谷说完就让小贤独自睡觉。 小贤突然又活蹦乱跳地出现在酒吧。 “同志们，我胡汉三又回来啦！哈哈哈。” 酒吧里已经没人了。 “阿欧。”小贤看到没人理会自己，不免很失望。 小贤走到吧台，吧台里的伙计正在弯着腰干活。小贤好不容易遇到个人，又开心地闹起来：“伙计，我要一份蛋炒饭。” 伙计回过身来，竟然是宛瑜，穿着服务生的服装。 “不卖了，打烊了。”宛瑜随口说。 几乎同时，小贤、宛瑜认出彼此：“林宛瑜！”“曾老师！” 宛瑜张大嘴巴：“你旅游回来了？” 小贤遇到个人，还是熟人，更加开心：“可不是吗？哎？这么晚了，你在酒吧里干什么？” 宛瑜有点不好意思：“我？既然被你看到了，那我告诉你吧，不过你别告诉别人哦——我在这里打零工。” 大家对着免提大声惊呼：“什么？打零工？” 电话里传来宛瑜吃惊的声音：“啊？你们都在啊。” 小贤怒喝：“别扯开，说重点。” 宛瑜只好接着说下去。 宛瑜边干活边跟小贤答话：“反正我还没找到工作，白天睡够了，晚上睡不着，就过来打打零工，独立嘛。” 小贤趴在台子上睡着了，还流口水。 宛瑜摇了摇他：“曾老师，你喝醉了吧？” 小贤迷迷糊糊地醒过来：“没！” 宛瑜很为难地说：“啊呀，我这里走不开，否则应该送你回去的。你这样怎么行？”很是担心。 小贤歪着脑袋：“不用。” “我帮你留行字吧。这样你就不会走丢了。上次我们找得你好苦。”宛瑜说着在小贤手臂上留字。 “嘿嘿，哈哈，痒！”小贤怪异地扭身体。 宛瑜收好笔：“好了。” 小贤喃喃地问道：“宛瑜，我现在要向一个女孩表白，他们都不理解我，不过，你会支持我的对吧。” 宛瑜立刻说：“支持啊。虽然晚了一点，不过，有心就不怕迟！”甜蜜的笑容可以让绝症病人找回活下去的勇气。 小贤一拍桌子：“对！就……就喜欢你这暴脾气。打！”说着拿出电话。 宛瑜皱着眉头问：“你喝醉了，按钮看得清吗？” 小贤得意地说：“我傻呀，这不是有重拨吗？” 小贤边说电话边在酒吧里转悠，最后高高地站到了茶几上。“嘿！又是我。不要说话，听我说，知道吗？我是个大笨蛋，宇宙第一大笨蛋。其实我不该逃避，我也不知道什么时候开始对你有感觉，也许就是上次吻你开始，
Some things are like this, sometimes you can’t find them no matter how hard you look, but sometimes you don’t look for them, and they pop up by themselves. Guan Gu and Meijia were about to walk into the bar when Guan Gu suddenly looked back. Meijia asked strangely, "What are you looking at?" Guan Gu said intently, "Just now there was a pervert staring at your ass." Meijia said happily: "Really? He has great vision. I said that Lin Chiling's buttocks are not as good as mine. Do you think so, Guan Gu, Guan Gu." Guan Gu was still staring straight ahead, Zeng Xiaoxian suddenly stood there with a dozen beers in his hand.Mika and Guan Gu were surprised and speechless. Xiaoxian greeted with a smile: "Meijia, your hip shape is very good." Guan Gu was too excited to speak.His own voice came from his ears: "I never expected to meet Mr. Zeng here. I haven't seen him for 4 months. I have so much curiosity to know and so many words to say. This moment is a thousand words." Thousands of words came to my lips..." But Guan Gu's first sentence was: "Where did you buy these pants?" Xiaoxian looked down at his trousers, then shouted excitedly: "Guan Gu, Meijia—" The three hugged each other tightly. Pull off the beer and let's celebrate.The reunion after a long absence puts the most direct smile on everyone's face. Xiaoxian happily announced: "You don't know how great I have been in these four months!" Meijia asked curiously: "Teacher Zeng. Are you going on a trip?" Xiaoxian said mysteriously: "To be exact - return. I gradually lost myself in the hustle and bustle of the city, but I found my true sustenance when I returned to the embrace of nature." He opened his arms and embraced, " The majestic snow-capped mountains of the Himalayas, the clear lakes of Jiuzhaigou, and the virgin forests of the Northeast all make people linger and forget to return.” Meijia listened, fascinated: "Did you take pictures? Show me." Xiaoxian proudly said: "It's not taking pictures, it's called photography, it's art. You must not have discovered my talent in photography. To tell you the truth, my work has already been picked up by a publishing house..." Xiaoxian immediately fell into fantasy: In the office of the president of a publishing house, the president is flipping through photos. The president said excitedly: "Xiaoxian, this is the best group you took! I receive so many photos every day, and I have never seen such a good work. Needless to say, I know-this is The art of photography! I have no objections." The president made a decision, "Published! Hahahaha." He extended his hand to shake. Xiaoxian stretched out his hand happily but disapprovingly, letting the other party hold it enough. Back to reality, Xiaoxian said even more triumphantly: "So don't worry, you will be able to see it when it is published." Guan Gu asked with great interest: "So you still have to continue traveling, right?" Xiaoxian's eyes were bright: "That's right, I just came back to live temporarily, so I just rented an apartment, it's nearby." Meijia was surprised and asked happily: "Really? Is it beautiful? Can I go and see it? Hahaha." "Well... of course." Xiaoxian replied. The two came to Zeng Xiaoxian's new apartment, which was very small and dirty. Xiaoxian greeted warmly: "Welcome to my new apartment." Meijia walked in, holding a fruit basket, with an embarrassed expression: "Wow, Mr. Zeng... your apartment is really... oh~ you can see everything at a glance." Xiaoxian knew it well but didn't care: "I know...it's very small here, the smaller...the more secure it is. It's small, but it's very individual, isn't it?" After handing over the fruit basket, Mika began to look around. Xiaoxian put the fruit basket in the bathtub and said while putting it: "We are an international apartment here. There are many young friends from all over the world. My neighbor is Korean. I am learning Korean from him recently. @$! @% #$@#, how does it sound nice?" What a mess, Mika didn't understand a word.She walked to the kitchen area of the toilet and found that the stove was next to the toilet: "Mr. Zeng, this design is so unique. Did you put the toilet in the kitchen or the stove in the toilet?" Xiaoxian said hypocritically: "Ah~ I designed this on purpose. It is good for metabolism, environmentally friendly and saves a lot of time." Meijia expressed her understanding: "Oh~~" but very reluctantly. "Do you want to go to the bathroom, I can avoid it, you just need to pull this screen." Xiaoxian said, pulling a very low screen like a fence, nothing can block it. Meijia quickly shook her head and waved her hands: "No, no. I can hold it back, I can hold it back. Teacher Zeng, you also have this kind of hidden spring bed?" Quickly changed the subject. Both of them stared at a bed erected against the wall. Xiaoxian went up and patted it casually: "This bed doesn't take up much space, and the springs are very strong. It's very comfortable to sleep on." "How do you put it down?" Meijia said, stretching out her hand and pulling it hard, and the bed fell down with a bang.Because the room was too small, one corner of the bed was stuck on the corner of the wall, and it was raised high. Xiaoxian looked a little embarrassed. "This..." Meijia pointed at the damaged bed embarrassingly, waiting to be criticized. Xiaoxian didn't have a seizure, but said optimistically: "Oh~ lying down may not be the best, sometimes there are some small angles, which are especially helpful for sleep." Meijia breathed a sigh of relief and suggested, "Let's put it away together." Afraid of causing embarrassment again, Xiaoxian said, "No need, leave it alone, and I'll collect it myself later." Meijia said weakly: "But...the bed is left, I can't get out." The bed spanned from the left wall to the right wall, and Meijia was blocked inside. "Ok." The two tried to lift the bed, but the bed got stuck, and they couldn't lift it no matter how hard they shook it. Koreans shouted and cursed from the opposite wall. "Oh, Yixi! It's not dark yet, what kind of earthquake is shaking in broad daylight, and it will shake again at night. Dead pervert. (Korean)" Meijia looked around: "Where is someone talking?" "This is my Korean listening practice. They are... singing folk songs. By the way, I'll wash the fruit for you to eat." Xiaoxian walked to the side of the bathtub, took the fruit, and found that there was only half of an apple left in it. "Aha! Did you eat it secretly?" Xiaoxian said, picking up a bitten apple, without washing the skin, and started gnawing on it by himself. Mika said aggrievedly, "No, no." "Who ate that?" Xiaoxian picked up the fruit basket and heard the sound of squeaking mice. "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" He jumped behind Mijia. “啊啊啊啊啊！”美嘉跟着一起又蹦又叫。 In the evening, except for Yifei and Wanyu, everyone else gathered at the bar to join in welcoming Zeng Xiaoxian. Everyone toasted: "Cheers!" Ziqiao was the first to speak: "Mr. Zeng, after your credit card was stolen, we were very worried about you." Xiaoxian said in a roundabout way: "I'm really touched by your concern. By the way, how is Wanyu? And Yifei?" Everyone looked behind Xiaoxian, Xiaoxian turned his head, and Yifei was standing there. "Hey, Zeng Xiaoxian, you?" Yifei was expressionless, unable to figure out what she was thinking. "Surprise?" Xiaoxian pretended to be calm, because Hu Yifei, who didn't get angry and didn't smell himself, made him even more frightened. Yifei said slowly, "Where did you buy these pants?" Guan Gu interrupted: "Teacher Zeng just came back to rest temporarily, and will continue his return journey soon." Xiaoxian stabilized his mind and said affectionately: "Yifei, I haven't seen you for a long time, how about coming over and having a drink together? You are so beautiful today." The flattery that is absolutely effective to Yifei on weekdays has no effect today: "Long time no see, I can speak human words. However, I just came back from a date and I am very tired. Let's go another day." Turn around and leave. "You...have a boyfriend?" Xiao Xian was obviously uncomfortable, and everyone could see it. Ziqiao said with extreme exaggeration: "His name is Shen Linfeng, he is a super rich man, and he owns more than 100 restaurant chain stores." Xiaoxian wanted to keep Yifei: "It's rare for me to come back once, and I'm leaving on the weekend. Can't you sit down and catch up with old friends?" Yifei just didn't buy it: "Next time, I just came back from the HSBC Golf Open and I was exhausted. And I have to get up early tomorrow to accompany him to a charity auction." Guan Gu said in surprise: "Is it the one that sold 3,000 yuan for a toothpick last time?" Yifei pretended to be arrogant: "Nonsense, how about 5000? Can you stop being so snobbish. This auction is to donate to African hunger organizations." I don't know if it is because of Xiaoxian's existence, but every word she says It seems to be acting deliberately. Meijia's eyes widened: "African Hunger Organization? Is this organization cannibalizing each other?" Yifei said disdainfully: "It's the 'Hunger Aid Organization under the African Agriculture and Food Policy Research Association', referred to as 'African Hunger Organization', I'm afraid you can't understand~~ Okay, let's not talk, I'll go back first. Bye .” Everyone waved their hands at the same time: "byebye." Xiaoxian felt dejected. Meijia saw Xiaoxian's thoughts: "Are you okay? Teacher Zeng." Xiao Xian raised his spirits: "Me? What can I do? Why do you ask?" "I..." Mika faltered about what to say. Zhanbo immediately warned her: "Be more reserved—" But he said bluntly to Xiaoxian, "Meijia said you have a crush on my sister." Xiaoxian jumped up in shock: "Founding rumors is definitely spreading rumors." The reaction was too strong. Seeing Xiaoxian's reaction, Meijia seemed to be more certain of her opinion: "Maybe it's the kind in the subconscious..." Xiaoxian stopped abruptly: "Nonsense, my consciousness is completely controlled by my brain. There is nothing hidden. Yifei is just an 'ordinary' friend of mine. Rabbits don't even eat grass by the side of their nest. I What I'm looking for is a stable and long-term relationship between men and women..." Ziqiao deliberately interrupted his cliché with snoring, Xiaoxian looked at him: "Are you finished? It's over, ok. How many times have I said that life is short, and timely gratification is king. Seeing your Is it 4 o'clock?" Everyone turned around. "The face of an angel, the figure of a devil, protruding forward and backward, ready to emerge. It's her. I'm going to act." Ziqiao seemed to be writing a voiceover. Xiaoxian asked knowingly, "What are you going to do?" Ziqiao had a good reason this time: "I will tell you with practical actions. If you are envious of fish in Linyuan, it is better to retreat and make a net." Xiaoxian got confused: "What kind of fish do I envy, who do I envy?" Meijia took the opportunity to set him up: "Sister Yifei's brother-in-law's boyfriend!" Xiaoxian pretended to laugh: "What are you talking about. Ziqiao, if you want to pick up girls yourself, don't use me as an excuse. Just go up and 'net' like this, okay?" Focusing everyone's attention on Ziqiao. "There was a person who doubted my fighting power before, and he died later. You are the second. Do you want to bet?" Ziqiao said, and approached him. Xiaoxian pretended to be blind and said, "Zhanbo, when did your sister degenerate into a sugar daddy? Where does this guy come from? There are a lot of scammers out there these days." Zhan Bo asked: "Are you talking about Shen Linfeng? He is not a liar, he is very kind to us all." Everyone nodded in agreement. Xiaoxian was upset, and even flattered his family members, this formidable enemy was too difficult to deal with. "How did they meet?" Guan Gu began to gossip: "In the elevator of the apartment, it is said that it was love at first sight. It took less than 3 minutes from the time we met to the establishment of the relationship." Xiaoxian understood: "Uh, it is indeed Hu Yifei's style." Zi Qiao came back with a solemn expression. Guan Gu said mockingly: "Look, the lover is back. How is it? Has it become cannon fodder?" Zi Qiao laughed suddenly: "Did you see the 'fish' I called back?" Then she took out her mobile phone, and there was a string of phone numbers on the screen, "This fish directly left me a number, what is her name? ——Oh, Branda." His expression was so smug that he could defy everything. Xiaoxian was indignant, and casually said: "This can also be successful, what kind of world. I think there must be tricks in this." Zi Qiao stuffed the phone into the jacket pocket casually, and threw out words that touched the hearts of human beings like the ancient Greek philosophers: "Mr. Zeng, do you know where your problem is? You always say 'I think',' I think', 'I think', but don't do it, you are different from Zhanbo, he has a congenital defect. You think too much!" Zhanbo retorted: "Hey! It's none of my business." Xiaoxian retorted: "Is it wrong to think too much?" Ziqiao refuted them together: "Of course, so Yifei left with others. What about you? You can only be fined by me here. 5 glasses, I am willing to admit defeat." Xiaoxian was not convinced: "I was born with a brain that is good at thinking, this is a talent." Ziqiao strives: "Your brain deceives you. You think too much so you don't know how to get rid of Rongrong. After you think too much, you dare not face Yifei, so you leave when you shouldn't. He came back when he shouldn't have come back. So I suggest you let him rest and rest before your dysfunctional pig brain gives you the next wrong order." Said pushing five glasses of wine. Xiaoxian stared blankly at the five glasses of wine: "Zi Qiao——I think there is something wrong with you." Ziqiao encouraged again: "Zeng Xiaoxian! Stop saying: 'I think', I want to listen: 'I drink'!" 美嘉难得跟子乔站在统一战线：“子乔说的对。这样可以唤醒你的潜意识。” 二比一，小贤寻求支援：“你们也太无聊了吧。关谷，你说说他们，太幼稚了。” “是啊。你们怎么能这么无聊呢？”关谷转而严肃地说，“不过，你该喝，喝，喝，喝，喝。”一面坏笑。 其他人一起起哄：“喝，喝，喝，喝。” 小贤无奈，喝了一杯。 “好，我会给你们证明，我的决定有多明智。” 又喝一杯。 “这全部都依赖于我这个牛b的大脑。” 接一杯。 “酒精对我的大脑是无效。” 再一杯。 “男人需要理智，而我就是这样一个可以永远保持理智的人。” 再再一杯。 “我的大脑……” 小贤的眼前突然出现黑屏。之后，他的大脑就没有知觉了，直到第二天的早晨，他在一个熟悉而又陌生的地方醒来。 小贤从梦中醒来，头上缠着有血的绷带，他摸摸自己的头，感觉很疼，脚也扭了。他起床，摸头，身上穿着子乔的夹克，看到了身边自己的夹克衫背后有一个火烧的大洞。床头柜上有一个空的餐盘，小贤仔细一看，有几粒剩余的蛋炒饭。 曾小贤的脑袋里充满了问号和惊叹号，还有省略号：“这是我有生以来最有悬念的一个早晨，我怎么会睡在关谷的房间，穿着子乔的夹克？谁烧了我的衣服？盘子里原先是什么东西？蛋炒饭？还有，我的头怎么了？” 小贤踉踉跄跄地从房间走到大厅。 展博惊讶地问：“曾老师。你怎么会睡在关谷房间里？”看来他一直都没有发现。 “我也想知道啊。”小贤觉得脑袋很疼。 美嘉惊叫起来：“你的脑袋怎么了？” “我也想知道啊。”小贤脑袋疼得都要爆炸了。 展博试探地问：“你什么都不记得了？” 小贤抱住头，像要防止它爆炸一般：“我也想知道啊！昨晚上究竟发生了什么？谁能告诉我。” “别急，我们来帮你回忆哦……”展博说着，把自己知道地告诉小贤。 前夜的酒吧里，小贤喝完酒之后，关谷、子乔、展博、美嘉在聊天。 服务生走过来说：“对我们新推出的伏特加还满意吗？” 关谷微笑着答复：“非常满意。没看到酒杯都空了吗？” 子乔急匆匆地把夹克脱下，往沙发上一扔，说：“哦差点忘了，我晚上约了四个美女一起唱歌的，我得先走了，88。” 关谷拎起夹克，莫名其妙地说：“子乔，你的夹克。” 子乔回头，说：“帮我收着，别忘了带回去。” 关谷更觉得奇怪了，子乔出门反倒不穿外套吗？“你连'战袍'都不要了？外面很冷的。” 子乔露出邪恶地笑容：“关谷，我一会儿跟'四个'美女神龙摆尾，你说还会冷吗？”伸出四个指头，晃来晃去。 服务生把小贤喝掉的酒瓶酒杯都拿走…… 小贤迷惑地问展博：“不是说帮我回忆吗？怎么画面里没有我？” 美嘉接过话茬：“别急，你去吐了。” 展博继续开始回忆。 当时，小贤踉跄地走回酒吧，显然醉得不轻。 展博上前搀扶他，关切地问：“好点了吗？” 小贤打了一个很长的嗝，把众人都恶心到了。“你们知道吗？我自从97年香港回归以来就没有吐过。” 美嘉数落说：“这个记录还真牛。” “可是今天，我的记录被打破了。”小贤说着，说着，开始嚎啕大哭起来。 Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay. “阿欧。”美嘉没想到他潜意识的前奏是这样的平凡。 展博还在犯傻：“曾老师，记录被打破，不用那么难过吧？” 关谷跟着傻：“你还保持着很多记录阿。比方说，你还有世界上最迷你的公寓和最彪悍的厨房！” 小贤哭得稀里哗啦，并且开始神志不清：“不要再说了。我要吃蛋炒饭。” “蛋炒饭？”展博放开搀扶的手。 美嘉解释道：“看来潜意识要爆发了。” 小贤拿出电话。 “他打给谁？”展博在一旁问。 关谷主动回答：“可能是叫外卖。” “喂，一菲吗？”小贤自己开口。 众人表情惊讶。 一菲刚回家，接起手机凶巴巴地问：“曾小贤？你找我什么事？” 小贤情不自禁，以能帮他找回自然状态的题头开始：“欢迎收听《你的月亮我的心》我是你的朋友，曾小贤。今天的节目要告诉你一个惊人的事件——我的记录被打破了，香港回归以来，我就没有吐过。我真的没有吐过。” 一菲心烦意乱：“你要说什么？” 小贤接着胡言乱语：“我只是想说，男人有钱不变坏，母猪上树变妖怪。你要小心……小心……再小心。” 一菲假惺惺地感谢：“谢谢你的提醒，关心一下你自己吧。对了，我也要告诉你一件事……” 另一头，小贤挂上电话。 展博问道：“怎么了？她挂了？” 小贤有点哭的冲动：“她说她自从鸦片战争以来就都没有吐过。我的记录其实根本不算什么！”接着嚎啕大哭。 众人惊悚。 美嘉遗憾地解释：“看来潜意识里，曾老师对一菲姐已经无法自拔了。” 展博不客气地说：“可是我姐已经有男朋友了。你早点在干嘛呢？” 关谷则替小贤鸣不平：“享受大自然的风土人情，都有人要帮曾老师出个人影集了。是不是曾老师，你有你的生活，何必如此纠结呢？” 小贤浑浑噩噩地说：“求你啦！能不能别提这个了？” “不是你告诉我们的吗？”关谷觉得好心怎么就被小贤吃掉了。 小贤酒后思维开始跳跃：“我什么时候说过？其实……事情是这样的！”为众人展开关于影集的真实命运： 一个出版社的社长在翻看照片。 社长愤怒地叫喊：“小贤，这是你拍得最棒的一组？！我每天收到那么多照片，从来没有看到过这样烂的作品。不用多说了，我知道了！这就是摄影的艺术？！我没什么意见了。”做手势，让小贤滚蛋。 小贤面容扭曲，赖着不肯走。 社长会意地说：“出版？哈！”大声嘲笑。 展博知道实情后，带着歉意说：“原来你过得并不好，那你为什么不回来找我们？” 小贤自嘲地笑着：“我怕尴尬，特别是没脸见到一菲。我每天在电台里帮别人处理情感问题，其实我根本就是个情感白痴。”吐沫星子喷向众人。 关谷担忧地说：“那你现在准备怎么办？” 小贤想都不想，说：“我要……打电话跟她表白。” 美嘉得意地对关谷、展博说：“我说什么来着。” 小贤说着又开始拨电话。 “不行！”展博夺过手机，“这样只会把事情搞得更糟，我姐已经有男朋友了。你现在再去搅和，她会杀了你的。” 小贤大吵大闹：“是吗？我不怕，沈公子是吧？，有本事pk一下，看看谁是好男人。子乔说的对，我的确是想得太多了。我现在决定改变了。彻底改变。” 关谷这次也不替小贤说话了：“子乔只是想让你及时行乐，不是叫你自找苦吃。” 只见小贤已经跳到了沙发靠背上，大喊：“各位！今天的酒钱，全部算在我曾小贤头上。” 酒吧里的人开始欢呼。 小贤拿起电话：“一菲，你听见了吗？全国人民都在为我的重生而欢呼！我要……” “阻止他。”关谷和展博冲上，一不小心把小贤推了下来，小贤轰然倒下。 关谷、展博、美嘉三人像犯了错的孩子，在一旁不知所措。 “我的头就是这么摔破的？”小贤以为得到了最后的答案，跳起来掐展博的脖子。 美嘉解释：“没有。你只是扭到了脚而已。” 展博挣脱小贤，把自己看到的画上句号：“然后，我就把你扶回了你新租的公寓。” 小贤脑袋又开始爆裂：“那我怎么会在关谷房间醒过来？” 美嘉提议：“这个要问关谷了，给他打电话。” 关谷正好进门：“曾老师。你的头怎么了？” 小贤焦急地说：“我正要问你，快告诉我，我怎么会进了你的房间，还有谁，打破了我的头。” “我知道的情况是这样的……”关谷开始交代。 展博架着小贤回到他的新公寓。 “Wow，你的公寓真是……一览无遗。” 小贤在他背后嚷嚷：“我不要睡觉，我要吃蛋炒饭。” 展博提议：“曾老师，我送你上床。” 破公寓十分安静，小贤突然诡异地对展博小声说话：“嘘……你告诉他们，吵死了。” 展博惊慌失色。 小贤黑着脸说：“行了，送到这里就可以了。走吧。好兄弟。谢谢啊！” “那我走咯。”展博连滚带爬地逃出房间。
不久之后，小贤又出现在了酒吧。 “兄弟姐妹，我胡汉三又回来啦！” 关谷回头：“曾老师，你怎么又回来啦？” “我是那么容易倒下的吗？”小贤朝吧台叫，“我要一份蛋炒饭！” 关谷阻止说：“这里不卖蛋炒饭。” 小贤又开始大哭：“我就是想吃蛋炒饭……”像个大活宝。 “好，蛋炒饭，蛋炒饭。”关谷把手边的洋葱圈递给小贤。 小贤愣了两秒钟，重新开始大哭，指着洋葱圈：“他们明明知道我不吃胡萝卜，还要在蛋炒饭里放胡萝卜！” 关谷那个汗。 小贤打要电话。 关谷喝斥道：“你在干什么？又打给一菲啊？你又想送死了？” “我说了今天我要表白的。”小贤抢关谷的酒喝上一口。 关谷下令道：“曾老师，你不能再喝了。还有，我现在禁止你给胡一菲打电话。” “没有人能阻止我，我告诉你，我就是要打，请问你能拿我怎么地。”小贤嬉皮笑脸地又喝一口酒。 关谷顿了一秒，说：“你要是敢打，我就烧了你的衣服。”拿出打火机。 小贤活蹦乱跳地挑衅：“你烧呀，你烧呀，我怕你？怕你就不是邱少云！”接着要打电话，关谷准备动手。 一菲在房间穿着睡衣，看来就要睡觉了，接起电话。 “好男人就是我，我是曾小贤~” 一菲裹好睡衣，没好气地说：“又怎么啦？你有完没完。” “有件事情我藏在心里很久了，我现在一定要告诉你，我……啊啊啊啊~~~”还没说完，传来小贤的惊叫。 一菲精神紧张。 回到现实。小贤掐上了关谷的脖子。 “你居然放火烧我？！我这件夹克是真皮的。” 关谷挣扎地说：“我本来只是想吓唬吓唬你，我以为点不着的，谁知道你这件是人造革的，一点就着。” 小贤大喊：“你赔我，我都没衣服穿了！”突然低头，平静地问，“恩，这件是谁的？” 关谷喘上一口气：“子乔的。他把'战袍'扔在酒吧了，所以我就给你穿了。他这件可是真皮的！” “那我怎么会去你房间的？”小贤还是没听到重点。 关谷又陷入回忆：“我起初是想把你送回自己公寓来着……” 小贤穿着子乔的外衣，关谷手上拿着烧焦的夹克，两人回到小贤的新公寓。 小贤唱道：“哼哼哈黑，我只吃蛋炒饭，哼哼哈黑，我只吃蛋炒饭。” 关谷进门第一句也是：“哇哦，你的公寓真是——一览无遗。” 小贤苦着脸说：“你们不用每个人都说一遍吧。” 关谷收起笑容：“好了，你太平点吧。对了，你的床呢？” “在墙上。”小贤指了指。 关谷上去翻窗。“这么紧。靠！” 小贤晃晃荡荡地说：“瞧你个小样，我来！” 两人猛力一拉，轰地一下，整个墙面，连同床一起倒了下来。隔壁一个韩国人光着屁股，坐在马桶上看着他们。 小贤还醉醺醺地打招呼：“嗨！你好——” “什么？你不仅烧了我的衣服，还毁了我的公寓，我杀了你！”小贤又开始掐关谷脖子。 关谷再次挣扎着说：“冷静，冷静，公寓的事故你也有份的。” 小贤怒不可遏：“你知道在这附近租套便宜房子有多难吗？现在好了，以后我睡哪儿？！” 关谷无奈之下，说：“这个……我不是让你睡我这儿了吗？” 小贤还不放手：“那以后呢？” 关谷告饶：“也一样啊。” 美嘉在一旁拍手：“太好了，我也赞成。” 展博也拍手：“我们都希望你回来，曾老师。” 小贤暂时松开手：“等等。还没完呢？我的头是谁砸的？关谷，你还没告诉我呢。”还是没找到罪魁祸首。 关谷摊开手：“这我也不知道。” 美嘉提醒：“曾老师，快看看你身上还有什么地方受伤没有？这可是恶性事件。” 小贤撩起袖子，检查，突然发现手上写着一行字：“快看，这是什么？” 美嘉凑上来：“你好，我是曾小贤，如果我再次走丢了请打电话，139095312544？” 关谷望着天花板：“这个电话好熟悉。” 展博补充：“字也很熟悉。” 两人同时：“林宛瑜！” 关谷急切地说：“快打电话给她！” “等等！”美嘉喊道。 大家看着她，以为又发现了什么。 美嘉却坏笑：“太精彩了，我忍不住要去拿爆米花了。” 众人鄙视她。 小贤拨通电话。 “宛瑜。” “曾老师啊。” “你昨晚见过我吗？” “是啊，见过啊。” 随后，宛瑜在电话里告知当晚她所知道的情况。 关谷把小贤扶到自己床上。 小贤傻笑：“我最喜欢吃蛋炒饭了，哈。” 关谷要求道：“你睡觉把衣服脱下来，快点。” “不行！谁让你烧我衣服的啊？”小贤死样怪气地说，“再说也不是你的。”反倒把衣服裹好。 关谷拗不过他：“好了好了，不脱就不脱，喂！衣服不是我的，可床是我的，我让你睡这儿，你可别尿床啊！”关谷说完就让小贤独自睡觉。 小贤突然又活蹦乱跳地出现在酒吧。 “同志们，我胡汉三又回来啦！哈哈哈。” 酒吧里已经没人了。 “阿欧。”小贤看到没人理会自己，不免很失望。 小贤走到吧台，吧台里的伙计正在弯着腰干活。小贤好不容易遇到个人，又开心地闹起来：“伙计，我要一份蛋炒饭。” 伙计回过身来，竟然是宛瑜，穿着服务生的服装。 “不卖了，打烊了。”宛瑜随口说。 几乎同时，小贤、宛瑜认出彼此：“林宛瑜！”“曾老师！” 宛瑜张大嘴巴：“你旅游回来了？” 小贤遇到个人，还是熟人，更加开心：“可不是吗？哎？这么晚了，你在酒吧里干什么？” 宛瑜有点不好意思：“我？既然被你看到了，那我告诉你吧，不过你别告诉别人哦——我在这里打零工。” 大家对着免提大声惊呼：“什么？打零工？” 电话里传来宛瑜吃惊的声音：“啊？你们都在啊。” 小贤怒喝：“别扯开，说重点。” 宛瑜只好接着说下去。 宛瑜边干活边跟小贤答话：“反正我还没找到工作，白天睡够了，晚上睡不着，就过来打打零工，独立嘛。” 小贤趴在台子上睡着了，还流口水。 宛瑜摇了摇他：“曾老师，你喝醉了吧？” 小贤迷迷糊糊地醒过来：“没！” 宛瑜很为难地说：“啊呀，我这里走不开，否则应该送你回去的。你这样怎么行？”很是担心。 小贤歪着脑袋：“不用。” “我帮你留行字吧。这样你就不会走丢了。上次我们找得你好苦。”宛瑜说着在小贤手臂上留字。 “嘿嘿，哈哈，痒！”小贤怪异地扭身体。 宛瑜收好笔：“好了。” 小贤喃喃地问道：“宛瑜，我现在要向一个女孩表白，他们都不理解我，不过，你会支持我的对吧。” 宛瑜立刻说：“支持啊。虽然晚了一点，不过，有心就不怕迟！”甜蜜的笑容可以让绝症病人找回活下去的勇气。 小贤一拍桌子：“对！就……就喜欢你这暴脾气。打！”说着拿出电话。 宛瑜皱着眉头问：“你喝醉了，按钮看得清吗？” 小贤得意地说：“我傻呀，这不是有重拨吗？” 小贤边说电话边在酒吧里转悠，最后高高地站到了茶几上。“嘿！又是我。不要说话，听我说，知道吗？我是个大笨蛋，宇宙第一大笨蛋。其实我不该逃避，我也不知道什么时候开始对你有感觉，也许就是上次吻你开始，