i just want to get a girlfriend

Yi Hang obeyed Zhong Zhiang's order, and stood quietly at the door of Zhong Zhiyang, with his ear on the door and listened carefully to the movement inside. There were laughter and shouts coming through the door, which made him not sure whether it was a what's the situation.

After listening carefully for a while, the mobile phone in my pocket rang, and the ringtone was especially clear in the empty corridor.

Zhong Zhiyang opened the door, with sweat on his face, and he seemed a little excited. He saw the back of the little mute clutching his pockets and running towards the corner of the stairs in a panic.

He squinted his eyes and didn't close the door.

It was the ringtone of text messages, and the duration of the ringtone was a bit long because several messages were received one after another.It's Zhong Zhiang's text message.

"how is the situation?"

"Zhiyang, this kid..."

"I'll be back in about an hour, you continue to observe."

Yi Hang browsed through one by one, wrote it down, and turned off the phone.When he turned his head, he met the dark eyes of Zhong Zhiyang who was standing at the stairway at some time, like a ghost.

He froze in place for an instant, allowing Zhong Zhiyang to take away the cell phone before he had time to put it in his pocket.

He didn't set a screen lock like others, so Zhong Zhiyang opened the text message without hindrance and read it clearly.Especially when he saw that the initiator of the first article was Yi Hang, a little anger in his heart instantly swallowed his reason.

Zhong Zhiyang's hand holding the mobile phone waved in front of Yi Hang's eyes, and in the next second, it was torn apart, and the wreckage of the parts rolled on the ground.

Yi Hang's chin was pinched by someone, and he could think that the other party wanted to remove his chin just like the broken mobile phone.

"Very good." Zhong Zhiyang said sternly, "Spy on me for him?"

Yi Hang did not refute.

When his head was pressed into the water, Yi Hang could imagine how Zhong Zhiyang felt when he was pressed to the ground during the sparring session, embarrassing, wanting to resist...but powerless.

Zhong Zhiyang pulled his hair and lifted him out of the water, his eyes and ears were full of water, similar to the death threat when he fell into the river last time, this time, Yi Hang felt that he probably couldn't escape.

After choking on several saliva, he was submerged in the water again before he could catch his breath, how could Zhong Zhiyang let him take a breath?Seeing the pitiful appearance of the little mute struggling helplessly, a trace of pleasure rose in his distorted heart, making him only want to see more...more painful struggles like him.

There was a kind of anger of being betrayed, drowning him little by little.

"Go and get the rope from the drawer." Zhong Zhiyang's voice was directed at the strange boy.The boy trembled and did as he was told.

Pushing the bound little mute into the bathtub, Zhong Zhiyang turned on the shower and turned it to a very low level.All the water flowing out of the hole fell on Yi Hang's head, and the cold temperature made him tremble repeatedly.

Zhong Zhiyang's expression was indifferent, watching him struggling feebly, the boy leaned over and said, "Don't you shut up?"

Zhong Zhiyang said indifferently, "Did you hear him yell?"

There's no need for the little mute to gag.

Cool water was poured into his ears, and gradually he could not hear the sounds of the outside world, and the five senses were closed one by one as his head gradually became dizzy, and he became unconscious, and finally his vision fell into endless darkness.

When Zhong Zhiang opened the door and came in, he saw his younger brother's room was in a mess, and there was a TV that was on and off, making a lot of noise.And the person is no longer there.

Containing his anger, he seemed to be about to back out, his eyes suddenly fell on the closed bathroom door, he listened carefully, and there was the sound of splashing water.

The moment the door was opened, even Zhong Zhiang, the eldest son of the Zhong family, who everyone said was gentle and polite, couldn't accept the scene in front of him and was extremely shocked.

The young man whose hands and feet were tied was soaking in the bathtub. The water had already overflowed from the inside and covered the floor. I don't know how long it has been, and I can't be sure what happened to the other party.

Zhong Zhiang quickly carried the young man out of the water, the coolness of his body made him shiver, not to mention how it feels to be a person who has been submerged in the water all the time.The young man's lips were already purple, his body was not warm at all, Zhong Zhiang slowly approached the young man's nose with trembling hands.

After a while, the hand dropped down.

Yi Hang's consciousness returned to the system space, the color of the pink heart-shaped system seemed to be a little darker, he coughed and asked: "La, you haven't showered for a few days?"

La approached his head and bumped it quickly, "How could you ask such a question to a girl!"

Yi Hang was shocked and surprised: "Female...female! Your voice is obviously male!"

La turned around, neither answering nor refuting, "Okay~ we can get down to business~"

Yi Hang gasped for breath, a little dissatisfied, but the business is the most important thing, these can be put aside first, he patted his head, the cold feeling still filled his mind, "Ah, tell me."

La said: "Your vest——Zhang Xian is already dead~"

"..." Yi Hang choked on his saliva, "Can you say it again?"

"It's dead~" La repeated patiently, "But don't worry, it's normal for characters to die when playing games~"

Yi Hang frowned and asked, "That means you can be resurrected? Just like resurrecting in situ or returning to the city?"

"Yes~"

Yi Hang thought for a while, "So, how many chances do I have for resurrection?"

La said: "Novices only have one chance to resurrect for free. If the level reaches level ten, they can get another chance to resurrect~"

Yi Hang nodded, thought for a while, and said, "Can you show me Zhang Xian's situation, so that I can consider whether to revive him in place."

La agreed, and then an image appeared in front of Yi Hang's eyes. In the living room of Zhong's house, Zhong Zhiyang was severely slapped by his brother. I can't believe it, but I was stunned after being beaten, and I didn't struggle and didn't speak.

The next moment, the image switched to a simple mourning hall covered with white cloth. In front lay a person completely covered with white cloth. Uncle Wang was guarding the side. Tears, the whole person is also more old.

Zhang Xian is an orphan, and only his family member, Uncle Wang, is alive. It took him a lot of effort to raise him, but in the end, the white-haired man sent the black-haired man.

Yi Hang had the bottom line in his heart, and said to La: "Do you have any requirements when the characters pinch their faces?"

Zhong Zhiyang accidentally risked his life, and he was immediately at a loss, not knowing how to deal with himself, and was tortured by the deep pain and sin in his heart all the time.But in the end, he was not sent to prison by Zhong Zhiang or Uncle Wang, but both parties chose to calm down the incident that should not have happened. Although it was unfair to the innocent Zhang Xian, he was dead and alive. It is up to the living to decide.

Uncle Wang finally chose to stay. Unlike Zhang Xian, he wanted to support his family.

Zhong Zhiang was very clear about his character. From the fact that Uncle Wang didn't accept the large sum of money he gave for Zhang Xian's affairs, it can be seen that Uncle Wang can still be trusted, but not completely.

Few people knew what happened that day, the servant only knew that the enthusiastic and young dumb bodyguard suddenly resigned and went home.Asking Uncle Wang again gave the same answer, saying that he went back to his hometown to marry a wife.

That's how things settled down.

It's just that one person is often haunted by nightmares. In the dream, the young man in the water looked at him helplessly, asking for help silently, but he ruthlessly hugged others and turned away, ignoring the young man.

The young man finally died unexpectedly in his indifference.

One month has passed, Zhong Zhiang and Yang Sisi's happy event is approaching, another month, the fifteenth day of the first lunar month after the new year will be the wedding.

When Yi Hang heard the news, he smiled lightly, as long as Zhong Zhiyang didn't make any moths in this month, then the task should be completed smoothly.

Zhong Zhiyang was willing to be locked up at home by his brother for a month, and today he can finally go out to breathe. However, when drinking with a few friends in the bar, he was quite uninterested, his eyes squinted, his eyelids drooped, and he felt drowsy.

"Hey, don't sleep, Second Young Master! You haven't said why you were imprisoned by your brother for a month!"

These words hit Zhong Zhiyang's sore spot, so the buddy got a cold "Get out."

But that man was thick-skinned and bold, not afraid of Zhong Zhiyang's slightly warning voice, but he didn't get away, and seeing Zhong Zhiyang's gloomy and downcast appearance, he looked like a young man who had lost his love, he understood.

"Come out to play, don't mind, come on, brother, I'll have a drink with you!" He eagerly poured a glass of wine for Zhong Zhiyang and passed it over. Zhong Zhiyang opened his eyelids and took a look. Here it is.

"Do you know the pain after killing someone?" Zhong Zhiyang said in a low voice while drinking a cup of trance, and it happened that when he spoke, he happened to catch up with a piece of explosive music, which successfully overwhelmed his voice.

The buddy saw his lips moving, but didn't hear anything, so he asked bluntly, "What? What did you say?"

But at this time Zhong Zhiyang stopped talking and poured one cup after another into his stomach. The buddy saw that he was excited, gave a reassuring wink to the other people, and began to clink glasses with each other to drink.

Holding the wine glass, Zhong Zhiyang shook his head and took two unsteady steps towards the bar. Suddenly, he felt as if he had been hit by someone. There were so many people in the bar that occasional physical contact was inevitable, but at this moment When meeting him in a bad mood, even a little flame can set him on fire!

Using force with his fingers, he grabbed the one that hit the muzzle of the gun, pushing and shoving, and the wine swung out of the glass.When the other few saw this, their hearts were of course turned to Zhong Zhiyang. Looking at this posture, they directly judged that it was wrong for Zhong Zhiyang to catch this person who would not let go. In addition, several people had drunk a few glasses of wine, and the faint feeling of alcohol welled up in their heads. Naturally, they spoke A little rushed.

"Hey hey boy," one person said, "do you know who you bumped into? You're looking for death if you think your life is too long, right?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the other party obviously realized what he had done, and immediately apologized: "I'm sorry, I'm a little dizzy because I'm too busy today, I'm sorry." The voice was clear and gentle, and the attitude was also sincere.

Zhong Zhiyang shook his swollen head, blinked vigorously to see the other person's appearance, and wanted to see what the person who dared to bump into him looked like.

Before he could see clearly, the man's companion came over and said, "Zhang Xian, why are you still dawdling here? Be careful that the boss deducts your salary!"

After finishing speaking, the man named Zhang Xian was obviously a little anxious, turned his head and apologized and said: "I'm sorry, everyone, I'm very sorry to disturb you, I'll leave now."

Zhong Zhiyang pulled the other party's sleeve and let go slightly, the man broke free and walked away quickly, as if he was afraid of being chased.Zhong Zhiyang saw the person disappearing from sight, then turned to look at the other people, and asked a little vaguely after a while: "What did that person call him?"

A few people recalled it, it was too noisy here and they couldn't hear it clearly.

"It's called Zhang, Zhang, what, Zhang Zhangxian!"

Another retorted: "Nonsense, it's obviously Zhang Xian!"

"Both of you are deaf, and it's Zhang Xianxian who I heard." The man spelled it out.

As for the real name, Zhong Zhiyang was in no mood to listen to it anymore, his chest was full of enthusiasm, and the figure of the person who passed away was echoing in his mind again and again, and he heard such a similar name again...

As soon as the wine glass fell, a few people nearby shouted: "Hey, hey, where are you going, Second Young Master!"

The author has something to say:

I'm still the Manuscript Boxer~ Meme, little angel