Wen Xiaoyu's punch completely swollen Zheng Chenglong's face. It was precisely because of this punch that Zheng Chenglong had never come to Wen Xiaoyu again. Wen Xiaoyu himself didn't know how he survived the next month. Fortunately, Luo Hao was taking care of him again. Otherwise, no one knew that he had died at home. After drinking too much for more than half a month, Wen Xiaoyu drank himself directly into the hospital. He was poisoned by alcohol. He no longer contacted the old man to give him the move. His body was obviously a little fat.

I stayed in the hospital for another week before I returned home. After I got home, Wen Xiaoyu started drinking again. It was useless to persuade anyone. I stayed in the corner of the room every day and called Dong Ye. Dong Ye never took Wen Xiaoyu's call again. Everything about Wen's mother had become Jiang Linyao, and Zheng's mother came to take care of her. Wen Xiaoyu was completely isolated from the world. She lived in a daze all day and didn't even answer her mother's phone call.

Luo Hao has been trying every means to cheer Wen Xiaoyu up, but Wen Xiaoyu ignored him at all. Wen Xiaoyu seemed to have become what he used to be. Luo Hao has almost never been home for more than a month. He is by Wen Xiaoyu's side every day, taking care of Wen Xiaoyu. He knows that he is stupid, but Luo Hao is still very good at taking care of people. Even if Wen Xiaoyu is so embarrassed, he still screams and takes care of him.

As night fell slowly, Wen Xiaoyu sat on the windowsill of the room, looking at the traffic under the building, the beer next to the cans. He was completely unshaven and had not left the house for a month. He looked terrible. Just like Wen Xiaoyu was like this now, even if he threw him on the street, it was no different from a beggar. Now, even if he was washing his face, Luo Hao would give him water to wash it, and he would almost wipe his butt.

Someone knocked on the door outside the room. Luo Hao hurried over and opened the door. When he saw Qingqing's figure, Luo Hao hesitated for a moment, and still gave up the door to Qingqing. Fire Blade followed Qingqing, and he followed him in. In his words, Wen Xiaoyu was not in a normal state now. He even beat Zheng Chenglong. When he got crazy, Qingqing was definitely not an opponent, so he was also afraid that Wen Xiaoyu would suddenly go crazy, so Fire Blade came by himself. This Fire Blade really had no choice for Qingqing.

Qingqing knew about this and also through Luo Hao. Luo Hao had no choice. Wen Xiaoyu's social circle was actually not big. He was the rich second generation in their circle. He had not finished his studies and had no close friends with classmates. His self-centered and arrogant personality must be the boss. In addition, the rich second generation's circle of friends is actually very unbearable. No one's family is much worse than any other family. The things he likes are different from these rich second generations, so his relationship with Damao and others has always been quite average. If Zheng Chenglong had not grown up with him since childhood and had such a good relationship with two families, he would definitely not have such a close relationship with Zheng Chenglong.

In fact, Zheng Chenglong's personality, his own father was hospitalized and critically ill, and he never forgot to ignore his happiness. Now Wen Xiaoyu is in a slump. It is not easy for him to show up. As a result, Zheng Chenglong was beaten away by him, and only Luo Hao is left. Wen Xiaoyu vomited blood when he vomited last night. This was also a hurry for Luo Hao. He couldn't call Dong Ye and could not contact Dong Ye. He had already thought about everyone who could think of it, even a psychologist, and he was treated.

All the doctors with mental illness were contacted, but when the doctor showed up, they were almost beaten by Wen Xiaoyu, which made people sue Luo Hao. Luo Hao gave up on the idea of ​​finding a doctor for Wen Xiaoyu, but he knew that Wen Xiaoyu was still conscious. He just couldn't overcome that hurdle now and gave up on himself. Otherwise, Wen Xiaoyu wouldn't be so violent to everyone and wanted to do something, but he had never beaten himself. Moreover, he would still eat the food he had prepared, but it wouldn't work like this.

Finally, I thought of Qingqing. After all, Wen Xiaoyu saved Qingqing and helped Qingqing, so I could only ask Qingqing to try it out.

The little fat man Luo Hao contacted Qingqing himself and specially invited Qingqing to a meal. Then he talked about everything about Wen Xiaoyu and everything from head to toe for so many days. However, it seems that Qingqing knew a lot about Wen Xiaoyu. Luo Hao had no hope at all, but there was really no one to ask for help, so he could only ask for help Qingqing.

But what Luo Hao didn't expect was that Qingqing agreed very happily and asked Luo Hao to wait. Luo Hao did not give up much hope, and even forgot about this matter. He didn't remember until Qingqing came to the door.

Wen Xiaoyu was still drinking in the room. Seeing that a can of beer had finished drinking, he picked up the empty cans next to him and started looking for wine. At this time, a can of beer was handed to him.

Wen Xiaoyu was stunned when he saw Qingqing, but he still took the beer and unscrewed the bottle cap. He continued to drink the beer in big gulps. In the blink of an eye, he finished a can of beer again. Because he was drinking too fast, Wen Xiaoyu suddenly felt a surge in his heart, turned around and rushed to the bathroom, and vomited them all in an instant. After a while, he washed it briefly and returned to the room.

Sitting on the bed, he threw the empty beer can in his hand to the ground, staring at the window with a dull look, and touching the beer can from the side.

Luo Hao came in from outside, holding a bag in his hand, and habitually threw empty beer cans into the bag. He began to clean up the miserable room again. He now had to clean up at least four or five times a day.

He looked at Qingqing and Wen Xiaoyu again. He knew that he could not control these things. After packing up his things, he left. Qingqing closed the door of the room from the side. She sat on the bed, lit a cigarette for herself quickly, and stared at Wen Xiaoyu tightly.

Seeing that all the beer cans around him had finished drinking, Wen Xiaoyu yelled from the side, "Luo Hao, Luo Hao!" He yelled twice in a row.

Luo Hao came in from outside and surrounded an apron. "Boss, call me! What's wrong!" Luo Hao held a basin in one hand and mineral water in the other. He has always been used to it during this period. Wen Xiaoyu told Luo Hao to vomit, but to drink water.

"Buy wine, there's no wine!" Wen Xiaoyu spoke loudly, Luo Hao frowned, with a confused look on his face. Qingqing got up at this time and nodded at Luo Hao. Luo Hao quickly smiled and closed the door again.

Wen Xiaoyu immediately became anxious and stood up and was about to leave. When he passed by Qingqing, Qingqing went up and grabbed Wen Xiaoyu and said, "Wait a minute."

"I advise you to leave my home now. My home will not welcome you!" Wen Xiaoyu was cold and didn't even look at Qingqing. He was about to go forward, but Qingqing didn't let go at all, and pulled his wrist tightly. "I warn you, let go of me, you bitch!"

Wen Xiaoyu said later, she was gritting her teeth, and Qingqing's twisting force also came up. Not only was it not loose, but it was also even more harsh.

Wen Xiaoyu was also angry. He swung casually, and Qingqing flew out like a page of paper. Fortunately, there was a small sofa next to her. Qingqing's whole body fell on the sofa. If it was a wall or a floor, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Qingqing rolled onto the ground from the sofa, got up and grabbed Wen Xiaoyu's wrist. Wen Xiaoyu subconsciously raised his hand. When he wanted to hit Qingqing, Qingqing widened her eyes and looked at Wen Xiaoyu. If Wen Xiaoyu slapped her in the palm, Qingqing would be useless.

To be honest, when Wen Xiaoyu saw Qingqing rolling down from the sofa just now, she felt a little scared and guilty. This was not his intention. Now seeing Qingqing like this, although Wen Xiaoyu raised her hand, she no longer had the urge to start.

"Come on, Wen Xiaoyu, aren't you capable? Come on, hit me, don't let me look down on you, come on, aren't you powerful?"

"I'm already like this, are you still not satisfied?" Wen Xiaoyu sneered, "Then tell me, how miserable do you want me to make me miserable? I'll satisfy you!"

Qingqing still didn't say anything, but just pulled Wen Xiaoyu. Wen Xiaoyu tried to break free for a few more times, but did not dare to use his strength. He found that he could not break free. He followed, "To be honest, I, Wen Xiaoyu, have lived for so many years, and I have never seen a shameless woman like you. Really, you can be described as shameless. Now you are like this and still stay in my home. What's the point? I haven't achieved it? Or is it time, and I have a desire for demand again, so I came to me for satisfaction? It doesn't matter, I'm happy to serve now!"

Wen Xiaoyu had a smile on his face and took off Qingqing's shirt when he went up. Qingqing raised her hand and looked at Wen Xiaoyu with a mouth. This mouth was very loud. Wen Xiaoyu looked indifferent and wanted to kiss Qingqing again when she went up. Qingqing had another mouth, and then pushed it back two steps with force.

"Wen Xiaoyu, are you still fucking the end? Can you speak human words?" Qingqing shouted angrily from the side. "I'm here today. I'm not here to argue with you. I'm listening to you insult me, do you know? I know everything about Dong Ye, and I know what she said to you in the hospital. People are shameless and have self-esteem. Do you know? You're fucking shut up now! Listen to me!"
Chapter completed!