When Zhuo Qun's eyes turned from darkness to light again, he found himself sitting in a lively small restaurant.

The house was bustling with people.

The air in the room was dirty. In addition to the blue smoke, it also had a scent of alcohol.

The temperature is not cold. Almost everyone wears single clothes, shirts, trousers, or T-shirts and jeans. Girls also wear skirts, which proves that it is at least the Spring and Autumn Period.

And all the roommates of 402 are around him.

All the buddies lost their maturity and stability again and became young men with whiskers with lip whiskers.

They sat at a table, just a few plates of leftovers, lit cigarettes, and drank Yanjing Pu beer.

Just look at the number of empty wine bottles on the table and the fact that only half a plate of peanuts are left to put them in wine.

Obviously, the wine party has come to an end.

Sure enough, Zhuo Qun felt abnormalities in his physical condition.

The feeling of slim eyes was not only not eliminated as expected, but also had a split headache and a burst of nausea.

And he understood from the hiccup that he could not control and the feeling of his throat.

This is not a rebirth syndrome, it will be better if you relieve it.

It was obvious that I had drunk too much and must have smoked a lot of cigarettes.

But that's nothing.

What excites him even more is that when he stood up with his mouth covering his feet and wanted to leave and vomit outside, the big guys said to him one by one.

"Hey, Zhuo Qun, it's okay. You don't have the ability to drink, so you can vomit and have a safe sleep. Tomorrow is another sunny day." Qiao Jian asked with concern first.

But Gu Weijia started to joke.

"Haha, what do you know? People are upset. This is a boring wine, so how can you not get drunk while drinking it? You don't think about it. If you look at the flowers in the outer courtyard, you can see and touch it, what would it feel?"

"Hehe, Lao Gu, you are bad enough. But I think Zhuo Qun is not suitable for this girl. The old saying goes, marrying a daughter from a high family and marrying a wife from a low family is a discussion. Guo Yue's family is too high, and even if this matter is done, it may not be good. Zhuo Qun is most likely to be angry with his parents-in-law, so it would be better to choose another target."

However, He Xu's insightful words were immediately refuted by Li Kai.

"Nonsense! You're old. Can't we have to marry a poor wife? If we get together with two poor families, it's called a poor couple. It's better to be like Guo Yue, you have to be good at appearance and wealth. If you really catch up, you can make Zhuo Qun fight for at least twenty years. But Zhuo Qun, you can't be too literary in love. You have to learn from our Lao Xu and see how smart they are. Take action when it's time to make a mature rice meal. You can be sure..."

Xu Yuntao immediately became anxious.

"You guys fart! What's Hulele? Zhang Lei and I are very pure, we are not off-track. Don't use your dirty stomach to get into the water and think about it. I think you have read too many bad books. I solemnly warn you, I'm really angry, don't blame me for throwing away "Madame Chatterey's Lover" under your pillow..."

Let these roommates make jokes and make fun of each other without caring about them.

Zhuo Qun's mind was touched by the scene and he remembered it all.

This familiar situation before us seems to be shortly after the midterm exam in the first half of the semester.

He was in love for the first time at that time, and because he had no progress with Guo Yue for a long time, he didn't know how to enhance his relationship besides watching movies, visiting parks, and borrowing books from each other. He was very distressed.

As a result, the 402 dormitory buddy raised hundreds of dollars to have a dinner together in the name of holding a "love seminar".

At the "Yongle Restaurant" near the school, which is facing demolition, he gave advice and guidance.

Of course it is impossible to have a serious idea, so everyone can just find a reason to improve the food.

But he himself drowns his sorrows with wine.

It's over, it's all over.

There is no doubt that all his previous life was cleared!

His family, his son, and Guo Yue jointly ran a marriage of 17 years, and it was all gone.

Guo Yue is now Guo Yue before the return of Hong Kong City in 1997, at the age of nineteen.

They hadn't even held hands at this time, so they could only say that they had a bit of a favorable impression on each other.

Not to mention getting to know each other, getting married, building a family!

The business he founded and the friendship and family that he had worked hard to manage all returned to the starting point.

This is like a huge article written by a writer who worked hard and was suddenly told that he could not be published.

Or a novel that was serialized online, and the grades were about to get better, but suddenly it was blocked by the entire serialized website.

Frustration is inevitable! Even crazy!

With a "touch", Zhuo Qun, who was full of negative emotions, rushed out of the restaurant gate in an even more impulsive way than he was reborn in his previous life.

Because it was really hasty, I was mixing garlic on the soles of my feet and used too much force.

When Zhuo Qun rushed out of the door, he not only knocked down several wine bottles on a table at the door, but also stumbled on the glass door of the restaurant without hesitation.

At this moment, the restaurant owner and the guests at that table stopped doing anything.

Seeing this, the roommates of 402 quickly stood up and explained to the restaurant owner separately, or offered cigarettes to the guests, and apologized.

After finally comforting me, I waited until Xu Yuntao and Qiao Jian went out to see Zhuo Qun's situation.

But he found that he was gone.

"What the hell is he doing! Where is this kid?"

"That's right, it's like taking the wrong medicine. He won't be in trouble, right?"

Xu Yuntao and Qiao Jian looked at the road full of surprise.

And they had no idea, even if it was their time to say this

Zhuo Qun was still stumbled and continued to run wildly in the night.

Even when he suddenly ran across the road and rushed into the campus, he was almost hit by a car that didn't have time to step on the brakes, and he didn't care.

It doesn’t matter if you are watched by others, and it doesn’t matter if you can’t avoid it.

Everything doesn't matter anymore!

He just wants to run now, and his persistent desire is even better than Forrest Gump.

It seems that only by running with all your might, can he vent his depression and make him feel safe.

He could feel that young and strong heart beating particularly strongly in his chest at this time.

It seemed as if telling him that in the next twenty-two years, he would still serve him faithfully and would never betray him.

Until that time when he must die.

He ran through the campus gate of the Minzu University, through the library, through the news building, through the biology building and the expert building...

Finally, he was tired of running, and staggered to the school playground, kneeled down with panting, and couldn't help vomiting.

After vomiting enough, I looked up and looked at the moon hanging in the sky and the stars shining with my hazy tears.

"Fuck!" He used all his strength to yell at the calm and ruthless night sky.

He shouted out more than ten minutes ago, or twenty-two years later, when he died on the emergency table, his despair was in despair.
Chapter completed!