Waiting was perhaps the most annoying thing in this world. Moreover, this kind of waiting did not make one's heart throb at all. There was no imagination, novelty, or yearning to speak of. There was only helplessness and responsibility accompanying him.
This was the most depressing and troublesome thing. Chen Zong accompanied Toria's father, Bofu, who had a sorrowful look in his eyes. He was a man whose eyes were always filled with meaning. Although Bofu was very unwilling, he suppressed his unwillingness and comforted Chen Zong with a smile.
Pofu drank very boldly, with the passion of a Manchurian man. Pofu rolled up his sleeves and had the demeanor of a Russian wine god."Ha, young man, if the sky falls, this old uncle will hold it for you."
Toria was beside Chen Zong as she translated Pofu's enthusiasm for her. Every time Pofu raised his cup, he would drink it without blinking. He stared at Chen Zong's cup and turned to Toria."Baby Ya, you don't have to pass on the message. I can still handle this conversation. Go play, Ya. Dad will definitely take good care of your man. My years in Manzhou weren't in vain."
Chen Zong knew that drinking with Russian men had to be refreshing, not to mention his unclear relationship with Toria. In the blink of an eye, two bottles of vodka were downed by Chen Zong and Bofu. Both of them were a little intoxicated.
Pov rubbed his thick nose and looked at Toria. Tears fell from his eyes. The man wiped them away carelessly and pointed at the rice dumplings. He whispered to Toria, his words vague and strangely ambiguous.
After that, on a lonely night under the starlight, Toria went into Chen Zong's room and lay in his arms. After the passion, Toria whispered to Chen Zong,
At that time, Toria had twisted her shy body and told Chen Zong,"" Dumpling, my father had his eyes on you when you were fighting with those hooligans. He shouted at the table," Toria, you must keep this man for me. Keep this man and you will have the happiness of a lifetime."
Chen Zong couldn't help but feel extremely grateful. However, at that time, Chen Zong didn't understand at all. He only felt Pofu's warm gaze caressing him. It was so intimate that he wanted to marry him. The straightforwardness of Russian men was obvious.
To think that Chen Zong and Pofu would call each other brothers after drinking two bottles of vodka. Toria's face turned red and white. She was very ashamed. Toria sat between the two men and kept putting food into Chen Zong and her father's bowls. Toria herself barely ate anything. She probably saw that the two men she loved were full.
It was unknown who had said that love was full of water, but it seemed that there was some truth in those words. It must have come from the experiences and experiences of that philosopher, and it was also applicable in this heart-wrenching reality.
Seconds and minutes passed, and in the blink of an eye, four to five hours had passed. Scarface Yang had disappeared without a trace. Toria had already gone to the information office and asked the Russian lady three times. The Russian lady shook her head and said,"I don't know. All the trains are operating normally.”
The train that Scarface Yang took should have arrived at the station an hour ago, but looking at the empty carriage and the two or three people at the exit.
As he passed through the crowd, he did not see the wretched old man, Scarface Yang. This was what Chen Zong was most worried about. He was very afraid that Scarface Yang's soul would escape to a foreign country. If that happened, Chen Zong would not be able to explain himself. Although Scarface Yang had his own feet, in this unfamiliar Russia, Scarface Yang treated Chen Zong like this dirty air.
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