"Hey, Xiao Lan."

"Brother, where are you?"

"I'm having a meal in the restaurant at the street corner downstairs."

"All have arrived home, why are you going out for dinner?"

"I want to be alone later."

"...well, be careful."

After hanging up the phone, Tong Dayong continued to drink, recalled everything that happened today, and continued to indulge in depression.

More than ten minutes later, Tong Dayong saw Chen Lan's slim figure coming to him in his hazy sight and sat down opposite the dining table.

Chen Lan picked up the wine bottle on the table and looked at it. Hongxing Erguotou, 56 degrees, one pound, and it was already bottomed out.

"Another bottle!" Tong Dayong shouted.

"Stop drinking, brother, you have already drunk a pound, and this is still a high-quality wine." Chen Lan advised.

"I'm still awake. You are Xiaolan and my sister, right?" Tong Dayong narrowed his eyes half-squinted, his face flushed.

"Do you still know that I am your sister? Who cares about you at this time? Aren't you with A Bing? Where did she go?" Chen Lan said angrily.

"She is in Shekou and is doing well at home."

"Don't she know you're in a bad mood? Let you drink alone here, what if something happens?"

"Xiao Lan, don't blame her, she is in a bad mood. Her father just passed away, and now he doesn't know where his sister is. Her sister has suffered so much..."

Chen Lan glanced at the intoxicated Tong Dayong, "I heard from Brother Dian this afternoon that Amei is already married, and his husband is still a bastard."

After hearing Chen Lan talk about this, Tong Dayong's heart ached again, "Yes, he is indeed a bastard. He often beat Amei..." Tong Dayong lowered his head and looked painful.

Chen Lan felt very distressed when she saw him like that, "Brother, stop thinking about Amei anymore. She is just a person who passes by you. She exists in your heart, but you may not exist in her heart. Many times, emotional matters are just wishful thinking."

"If I didn't go to jail, Amei wouldn't have lost contact with me. On the afternoon when I went to take the blame for Chen Lijun, she called my pager. The pager was called by Amei, and she was in a small shop in District 23. I don't know how long she had been waiting there, and I don't know how disappointed she was because she didn't wait for my reply..."

At this time, Chen Lan saw tears rising in Tong Dayong's eyes, shining brightly under the light.

"Boss, let's have another bottle of Erguotou!" Tong Dayong shouted.

"Stop drinking, brother!"

The restaurant owner took another bottle of the same Red Star Erguotou on the table, and Chen Lan held the wine in his hand, not giving it to Tong Dayong.

Tong Dayong grabbed Chen Lan's hand, snatched the wine, unscrewed the lid, and filled the glass in front of him with half of it. The glass was used to drink beer, and one cup could hold two or three taels of wine.

"Okay, drink it, I'll drink it with you!" Chen Lan got up and went to the disinfection cabinet to take out a glass of the same size, which was filled with wine.

"Come on, brother, I'll have a drink with you!" Chen Lan raised his glass and wanted to clink the glass with Tong Dayong.

Although Tong Dayong was drunk, she was not confused yet. She pressed the wine glass that Chen Lan picked up and said, "Miss's home, it hurts her body, and it's not safe!"

"Brother, you know that it hurts your body, and you know that it is not safe? Stop drinking, let's go back, have a good sleep and everything will pass."

"Can I live by the past? If I didn't meet A Bing when I came out of prison, this may have really passed. Because A Bing, I miss A Mei even more, so I went to find A Mei. The more I looked for A Mei, the more I felt sorry for her, the more I felt sorry for her, the more I wanted to find her. I don't have to like me, marry me, I just hope she will live a happy life, as long as she is happy, I will be content, do you understand? Xiaolan!"

Chen Lan looked at Tong Dayong in pain and tears came into her eyes, "Brother, I understand that if you like someone, you want to give him happiness. Even if you can't give it, I hope he can be happy. I understand!" After Chen Lan said that, he picked up the wine glass at hand and drank half of the glass of wine that she had just poured.

"Xiao Lan, if you want to drink, you can drink a little, but don't drink so hard, just talk to me, okay?"

Chen Lan nodded, "Okay, brother, just say whatever you want, I'll listen."

The brother and sister were drinking slowly in the restaurant, chatting until after nine o'clock, before leaving the restaurant and slowly walking towards the residence.

Tong Dayong was already drunk and walked shakingly. Chen Lan was fine. Although she drank some wine, she was clear-headed. It seemed that what people often said about "Women are born with half a pound of wine" really makes sense.

Seeing that Tong Dayong was unable to walk steadily, Chen Lan took the initiative to put his hand on his shoulder, held his other hand on his waist, and walked towards the residence step by step.

It took about ten minutes to walk from the restaurant to their residence, and Chen Lan helped Tong Dayong walk in the cold wind. She enjoyed the feeling of supporting Tong Dayong. Since childhood, Tong Dayong was a solid wall in Chen Lan's heart. As long as there was a place where Tong Dayong existed, Chen Lan would feel safe. Later she found that it was not a simple sense of security, but an emotional support. Without Tong Dayong's world, she was like a small boat lost in the sea, and she didn't know how to dock.

Ding, the phone in Tong Dayong's inner pocket of his jacket rang.

"Brother, your phone rings."

Tong Dayong stopped, reached out and took out his cell phone from his pocket. It was a text message from Xu Bingbing: Dayong, what are you doing? Are you okay?

It turned out that Xu Bingbing was also concerned about him.

Tong Dayong pressed the reply button and wanted to reply to Xu Bingbing's text message, but he always pressed the wrong button and could not type a word after a long time.

"Brother, bring it, I'll call it for you." Chen Lan reached out to Tong Dayong's hand and took the phone, and typed a string of words on the phone: I'm Xiaolan, my brother is drunk, I'll accompany him, don't worry.

"Yeah, I'll give it to you." Chen Lan handed the phone to Tong Dayong.

Tong Dayong asked while putting his phone in his pocket: "What are you talking about to A Bing?"

"I just said you were drunk and I'll accompany you and told her not to worry."

As soon as Chen Lan finished speaking, Tong Dayong's cell phone rang. This time it was not the sound of a text message, but the phone ringtone.

Tong Dayong reached out and took out his phone again. It was Xu Bingbing who called it.

Tong Dayong shakingly pressed the answer button. Seeing that he was unstable, Chen Lan continued to support him like he had just now.

"Dayong, are you drunk?" Xu Bingbing asked on the phone, with a tone of concern and a temptation.

"It's not too drunk, you can still... clearly hear the sound of your... speaking."

Xu Bingbing heard Tong Dayong's tone and knew that he had drunk a lot of wine and asked, "Where did you and Xiaolan drink wine?"

"In a restaurant outside our residence, now... is on the way home." Tong Dayong said with his tongue wide.

"Xiao Lan is your sister. She is not sensible yet. You have to be a little bit sensible." Xu Bingbing reminded.

"I know, I know."

"Dayong, don't be too sad. Just like what I told you, everything goes with the flow. In fact, you have always lived in love, and you are a person who does not lack love."

"No shortage of...loved people? What does it mean?"

"Okay, let's not talk about it, you can go back early to rest." Xu Bingbing hung up the phone after she said that.

Is there no shortage of people who love?
Chapter completed!