"My friend is here after a long time. Can you please stop saying a few words? I will work more night shifts tomorrow." The man said in a low voice.

"Come on, come on, am I still afraid of him?" The woman said disdainfully: "People are divided into groups, birds of a feather flock together, what kind of good thing can your friend be! He is nothing more than a fair-weather friend! Even if you don't go to work, you still have to invite him.

Do you want to come to our house for dinner? Why doesn’t he invite you to his house for dinner?”

The male voice said anxiously: "Liu Ting, I don't allow you to talk about my friend like this!"

Liu Ting became angry all of a sudden: "How dare you yell at me? Who do you think you are? You yell at me? Do you not want to let it go? Break up if you don't want to let it go. Do you think I need a man? There are many people chasing me.

Go, I chose you because your ancestral graves are smoking, and you still don’t know what’s good for you!”

"That's not what I meant." The male voice whispered.

"That's not what you mean, then what do you mean?" Liu Ting shouted.

"The boyfriends chosen by my best friends have a minimum income of 30,000 yuan a month, and they have a house and a car. Look at you? Five or six thousand yuan a month, plus part-time jobs, you can only earn eight or nine thousand yuan at most, which is enough.

What have you done? You can't even afford the cosmetics I use, let alone clothes! Tell me about you, how dare you rest? How dare you invite others to come to our house to eat and drink?"

There was a brief silence in the room.

Chen Hetu was standing on the stairs, wondering whether he should go over. He heard that the man's voice belonged to his Xiao Han Jun, and the woman Liu Ting should be his girlfriend, but this girlfriend seemed

You are not welcome to pass by yourself.

While Chen Hetu was hesitating, the door opened.

A woman walked out wearing high heels and clicking.

Han Jun's voice came from behind: "Liu Ting, where are you going?"

Liu Ting said without looking back: "You care where I go? Do I have to report to you wherever I go?"

After saying that, she walked down the stairs. When she passed by Chen Hetu, Liu Ting glanced at Chen Hetu with disdain and snorted coldly.

"Shameless!"

Chen Hetu rubbed his nose helplessly.

He didn't even know why Liu Ting was so hostile to him.

Shaking his head, he walked up.

After Han Jun saw Chen Hetu, he forced a smile and said: "Brother, you are here, come in quickly."

Chen Hetu nodded and walked into Han Jun's home.

This is a two-bedroom and one-living room in an old community, with an area of ​​more than fifty square meters. The furniture inside is old and it doesn't look like a house where young people live.

Han Jun enthusiastically pulled Chen Hetu to sit on the wooden sofa, then poured Chen Hetu a glass of water and said: "You sit down for a while, I will cook for you, and we will have a good drink later."

After saying that, he went to work in the kitchen alone.

In half an hour, Han Jun cooked three dishes and brought them to the table. Then he handed Chen Hetu a pair of chopsticks, opened the bottle of white wine he just bought, and started drinking.

Both of them tacitly didn't mention what happened just now.

It’s just that Han Jun’s mood was obviously not high and he kept forcing a smile.

Originally, Chen Hetu didn't want to drink, but seeing his good friend's depression, he drank a few drinks with him silently.

After three rounds of drinking, Han Jun could no longer bear it and collapsed emotionally.

"Brother, why are you so tired while living?"

"How come two people can't understand each other when they are together?"

"Tell me, I work so hard, but my life is getting worse and worse?"

"What do you mean people live for?"

Han Jun shed tears as he spoke, and he said with some despair: "Sometimes, I really want to die."

"Is it true that only when people die can there be no pain?"
Chapter completed!