Chapter 4

"Let's drink later, first have some vegetables. I spent an hour preparing this." Su Zhanyu picked some vegetables into his bowl, showing no intention of getting him any wine

Zuo Hang stared at Su Zhanyu, contemplating what he could throw at his face to vent his frustration. After looking around, he noticed a hockey stick leaning against the sofa, which should belong to Su Zhanyu. That will do.

Zuo Hang was almost laughing in anger after hearing this. He interrupted Dong Huan, saying: "You are really funny. It was you who dragged me to the library for a date, right? It was you who brought a copy of 'Signals and Systems' to my house and spent the whole night reading it, right? If you want to play exciting games, why are you pretending to be so focused on studying and improving every day? I was misled by you for over half a year, thinking you were so pure and indifferent that you were even embarrassed to make love more often. Where should I go to cry?"

Dong Huan has met her and shared a meal a few times. He has always thought that although this girl cannot be considered particularly attractive, she is decent enough to fit the image of an ordinary beauty in the engineering field. Their relationship with Zuo Hang is at a level of simplicity and tranquility, but he did not expect that such a girl would actually engage in this kind of behavior

"Baby, what is there to explain with your ex-boyfriend? Let's leave it at that." Zuo Hang sat down on the chair, wanting to find a cigarette but discovered his pockets were empty.

I am going home. Zuo Hang took a sip of yogurt and walked towards the parking lot of the gym

Zuo Hang gently shook his head, forcing himself to stop further contemplation on this matter

Now, looking at the tidy and clean room, the figure in the kitchen, although appearing to be a rather unremarkable man, still brings a sense of warmth to the heart. At least, there is no need to eat instant noodles anymore. These dishes smell like normal home-cooked meals, and they should not possess the overwhelming ability to annihilate like the ones he makes himself.

Zuo Hang felt as if his breath had stopped for about a minute, nearly suffocating, before he coldly replied, "What is it."

There is much more that you have not noticed, take your time to observe in the future. Su Zhanyu smiled, took a can of beer, and tilted his head back to gulp down a large mouthful

Su Zhanyu took a cigarette from himself, lit it, and handed it to him. He turned his head to take it, and on the phone, Dong Huan began to cry softly: "I'm sorry, Zuo Hang, I really... I'm sorry for you."

Now, Dong Huan dealt him a heavy blow in this manner. He could not articulate the tumult of emotions swirling within him. In any case, when he took out the key to open the door, his hand was still trembling, and he fumbled with the key, trying to insert it into the lock several times without success.

"Lao'er," Zhuang Peng paused, thought for a moment, and asked, "Is there anyone at your home?"

After being placed on the bed by Su Zhanyu, Zuo Hang felt slightly better, but he was still dizzy, especially after having just vomited, his stomach felt extremely uncomfortable. Su Zhanyu quickly removed his clothes, followed by his pants, and finally, he ran his hand along Zuo Hang's stomach down to his legs, saying, "Bro, you have a nice physique"

"My younger brother is at home," Zuo Hang replied, turning his back to him and waving his hand, "Don't be nervous, I wouldn't go that far for Dong Huan."

Understood, "" Zuo Hang frowned. He could not bear to hear the girl cry, yet Dong Huan's sobs inexplicably unsettled him, as if he were the one who had wronged someone. "How delightful it is for you to say these things now. After you finish speaking, do I still have to say that it’s alright?"

"Good!" Su Zhanyu was momentarily taken aback by the ringing sound, and then he cheerfully called out a greeting. Left Hang was instantly led to believe he was in a theater by this loud exclamation.

At the moment the young lady entered the elevator, Zuo Hang couldn't help but whistle; this was not his intention, absolutely not, he must have been under some kind of spell. He heard the young lady softly curse in the elevator: "Crazy."

Footsteps were heard from inside, and Su Zhanyu opened the door for him with a spatula in hand: "Pretty quick, just waiting for the last dish."

"Then why are you wasting your breath with a bastard?" After saying this, Zuo Hang did not wait for Dong Huan to respond, but directly pried out the phone battery and slammed it on the table, "Damn it!"

He had just taken a step towards the sofa when his phone suddenly rang, and Bao Longtu was meditating in the Kaifeng Prefecture

Are you staying at home?" Zuo Hang heard the sound of a television coming from Su Zhanyu's side

Get out of the way!" Left Hang pushed Su Zhanyu aside, rushed into the restroom, and knelt down in front of the toilet as if he were seeing the emperor, clutching the emperor's leg and vomiting, truly sorry for the emperor

Zuo Hang knew that he looked obviously unwell at the moment, and he was quite worried that Su Zhanyu would ask him what was wrong. He would rather choke on his words than reveal anything to a foolish young man who was five or six years younger than him. However, Su Zhanyu never asked; he simply watched television and ate, occasionally clinking his beer can against Zuo Hang's cup.

"It's fine, just bring it here." Zuo Hang withdrew his hand, feeling frustrated. He had drunk too much and collapsed onto the bed, wishing to think of nothing at all. Whether he had a headache or not could be dealt with tomorrow; at this moment, who cared about that.

Su Zhanyu glanced at him without saying a word, bent down to pick up the bottle of wine, and walked into the kitchen. Zuo Hang looked at him somewhat dazed, unsure of what he was about to do. Before he could figure it out, the sound of shattering glass came from the kitchen, startling Zuo Hang.

Zuo Hang pointed at him, momentarily at a loss for words due to anger, suppressing the impulse to grab a chair and swing it at his face, he slammed his palm down hard on the table

He felt completely drained, took the cup and sat directly on the ground, leaning against Su Zhanyu's leg and unable to move. However, his rationality had not completely faded; he knew how disgusting the restroom must be at that moment. He did not want Su Zhanyu to see this embarrassing scene too much, so he placed the cup on the ground and said, "You go out."

Zuo Hang seemed to be quite upset, and with a wave of his hand, he threw his phone onto the table. Su Zhanyu, while wiping the battery, kept his eyes on his hand, estimating that he was so furious that he resorted to this action. Therefore, before the phone hit the table, he reached out and caught it: "Why don't you throw it at me instead? I'm sturdier than the phone"

Zuo Hang sat by the neatly organized table that Su Zhanyu had tidied up, watching his busy figure in the kitchen. He often imagined himself sitting in the living room watching television, with a figure busy cooking in the kitchen, and the aroma of dishes wafting through the room

Zuo Hang drank quietly, and although the food tasted good, he really had no appetite. Su Zhanyu also remained silent, eating quietly across from him, occasionally glancing at the television and chuckling to himself.

"Damn, I really didn't see that coming." Zhuang Peng didn't know how to comfort Zuo Hang. When a man encounters such a situation, any comforting words are just nonsense; it is bound to be frustrating.

There are some matters that I think it would be better to explain to you. Dong Huan spoke with a heavy nasal tone, as if he had been crying.

"... ... Dong Huan." A familiar voice came from over there

Zuo Hang remained silent, picked up the cup, and took a sip. The 67-degree liquor was strong enough, burning its way down his throat to his stomach: "I didn't realize you were such a good cook."

Just two bottles?" Zuo Hang looked at the wine in front of him

"Did you see? When I go out, you have to lie down," Su Zhanyu squatted down to help him sit up properly, "Are you done throwing up?"

The battery bounced on the table and jumped into the soup bowl on the table

"Brother, you don't understand this," Su Zhanyu said, leaning on the table in front of him, looking quite pleased at the dishes on the table. "In life, there are two things that cannot be compromised: one is relationships, and the other is food"

Well

Open the door!" Zuo Hang raised his foot and kicked the door.

Su Zhanyu had been sitting on the side smoking, and at this moment, he quickly jumped up to fish the battery out of the soup, wiping it with two pieces of tissue.

"I ran ten kilometers today; if I want to hug you, I might just throw you down on the ground." Su Zhanyu chuckled and pulled him into the bedroom

Brother, no matter what happens, you must not torment yourself; it is not worth it. Su Zhanyu sat back down at the table, picked up his chopsticks, and began to eat the dishes slowly. No matter how much you torment yourself, no one will know.

The atmosphere of silence, with only the sound of the television, is quite suitable for drinking alone. Zuo Hang finished a bottle after only a few bites of food, and he felt a bit lightheaded. Just as he reached out to grab another bottle, he was firmly held back by Su Zhanyu.

I bought some beer, want to have a drink?" Su Zhanyu opened the refrigerator

Zuo Hang was taken aback for a moment; this kid was serious about cooking, not just saying it casually. He started the car and said, "I will pass by the supermarket in a while, is there anything else we need?"

He felt a bit shaky, so he didn't rush to drive. He slowly finished the can of yogurt before taking out his phone to call Su Zhanyu. Since he wasn't going to work out anymore, he planned to take Su Zhanyu to a restaurant downstairs to order a couple of dishes. His younger brother had just moved in with him, and for the first meal, they had instant noodles; the second meal couldn't possibly be instant noodles again.

Zuo Hang glanced at the beer can in his hand, took out his wallet and tossed it over: "Get some white wine, go buy it."

Su Zhanyu remained silent, taking a step back. Zuo Hang felt a sudden emptiness in his back, unable to muster any strength, and collapsed directly onto the ground

Su Zhanyu directly smashed the bottle of wine into the sink

The most critical point is that he is now quite intoxicated, feeling dizzy and disoriented, often overwhelmed by the impulse to plunge his head into the toilet.

Stop talking nonsense, okay? Zuo Hang took a quick look at the table, and at this point, he was basically straddling the line of being overly intoxicated, his speech somewhat uncontrolled, "You really mind your own business too much"

Zuo Hang lit a cigarette and sat in the car. Dong Huan's mention of her ex-boyfriend truly stung him a bit. They hadn't seen each other for half a month, and suddenly, without any warning, he had become her ex-boyfriend, and it was even revealed to him in front of her current boyfriend. Where can one find reason in this matter

I will not be working out today, please wait for me to return, I will go out to eat shortly

"Dullard." Zuo Hang returned to the table and sat down

You can take a taxi back; I won't be seeing you off today. I'm in a bad mood and afraid I might get into an accident.

Erguotou? Su Zhanyu threw his wallet onto the table and walked towards the door

I have been with you for almost a year, " Dong Huan continued to sob, seemingly not hearing Zuo Hang's words, " You have been really good to me, but this is not the kind of love I want. I feel that being together with you is just too lacking in passion. When I am with him, I feel relaxed and happy every day... "

"Why must you do it yourself? If you don't want to eat instant noodles, you can just go out to eat." Zuo Hang looked at the three dishes and one soup on the table, casually picked up a chopstick full and put it in his mouth; surprisingly, the color, aroma, and taste could all be considered quite good.

Su Zhanyu handed him a towel to wipe his face, then wrapped his arms around him from behind, half-dragging him from the bathroom to the living room. Zuo Hang felt as if he were in a state similar to that of a corpse; he felt a bit uncomfortable and, in a daze, mumbled: "Do you really have to drag me along like this..."

When Su Zhanyu returned with two bottles of one-pound "Mendao Lu" liquor, he smiled at the chair that was lying on the ground, placed the liquor in front of Zuo Hang, and then picked up the chair, set it right, and sat down opposite him: "Practicing? The Shadowless Kick?"

Su Zhanyu caught the wallet and looked at him with some confusion. Zuo Hang turned his face away, praying that Su Zhanyu would not ask why

"Don't!" The sound of the gas stove igniting came from Su Zhanyu's side, "I'm cooking here, you should be back just in time for it to be ready."

"Go to hell," Su Zhanyu turned around and walked out, crossing his arms and leaning against the door frame, "You know my uncle."

He kicked hard under the table, sending the chair across from him flying out and toppling to the ground

"Shameless and despicable." Zuo Hang muttered in a daze.

"You are drinking too aggressively," Su Zhanyu estimated that he could barely handle a pound, placing the other bottle of wine on the floor beside him. "If you keep drinking like this, you will definitely have a headache tomorrow morning, and you will regret it then"

Hmm. Zuo Hang felt extremely dizzy, keeping his eyes closed and not daring to open them. As soon as he opened his eyes, it felt like he was on a roller coaster, spinning along with the toilet.

Zhuang Peng followed behind him, cursing several times in succession.

Are these two close to each other? Upon hearing the words "feelings," Zuo Hang felt a pang in his heart. To conceal his emotions, he stood up and turned around to switch on the television

"Nothing else matters, as long as the person returns," Su Zhanyu's voice sounded somewhat flustered, "I won't talk to you anymore, it's a mess."

Zuo Hang suddenly jumped up from the chair: "Su Zhanyu, I curse your grandfather!"

He is truly on the verge of a nervous breakdown. He has dated quite a few girls, but aside from his first love, Dong Huan is the second girlfriend he has taken seriously, the kind with whom he has considered marriage, even though their foreplay consists of playing games and reading books

Zuo Hang did not pay him any mind; ever since he received Dong Huan's call earlier, his stomach had been churning, and now with more movement, it was churning even more violently.

"Fool," Zuo Hang muttered, taking out his phone. After a moment of confusion, he finally realized it was an unfamiliar number that he had never saved. It seemed somewhat familiar, but he couldn't recall who it was. After hesitating for a moment, he answered the call, "Who is this?"

Zuo Hang could not quite articulate his feelings; he simply felt that the situation was particularly unreal. He did not even understand why he emotionally packed a can of yogurt, and then, under Dong Huan's complex gaze, he turned and walked out of the yogurt shop

"Have some water." Su Zhanyu, who did not know when he had come in, gripped his shoulder and handed a cup of water to him.

As Zuo Hang stepped out of the elevator, he happened to encounter the elegant and demure young lady from upstairs. He immediately recalled the enchanting moans that pierced through the night sky last evening. One must not judge a woman by her appearance.

The discomfort in the stomach is simply unbearable, as if someone is stirring it with an oar. The person feels completely weak, holding onto the toilet seat and vomiting to the point of tears.

After Su Zhanyu closed the door and went out, he leaned on the table, feeling utterly frustrated! He took out his phone and deleted all the text messages that Dong Huan had sent him along with her number, yet he still felt uneasy inside; this sense of suffocation could not be solely attributed to a breakup.

Zuo Hang, you bastard! Dong Huan was probably stunned by this outburst from Zuo Hang, and it took him a moment to raise his voice and curse loudly.

"You drink," Su Zhanyu stood up and poured wine into his cup, "I drink beer, I have training tomorrow"

However, accompanying this warmth is an unbearable sting

I also went home just in time for dinner. With such a commotion, Zhuang Peng lost all motivation to work out.