Chapter 86: I won’t spare you!

We have a midnight snack at a famous all-night restaurant. Many people like to come here. Although the price is a little bit expensive, but the taste is good enough.

When we finish eating and drinking, four of us are sitting surround the table, some are burping and some are picking teeth with toothpicks. But I am quite special, not interest the delicious foods on the table, but holding a pot of porridge and a plate of vegetables to keep eating.

Azle is laughing at my foolishness, and I retort coldly: “You such a playboy knows shit! You eat so much greasy food in the midnight will obsolutely get fatty liver and high blood fat in the future. If really need to eat midnight meal, just to eat lighter. It will not increase stomach’s burden. It also will not add so much fat to the body! When you are fifty, let me see whether you can still laugh anymore?!”

Azle is immediately retorting: “Cut! Little Five, stop making fun of me! I can live to be at least fifty years old. Well, as what you said, any of us marry Jojo, I’m afraid he won’t be able to live to fifty… Oh, Yah!”

Before he has finished, Wood has stepped on his foot beneath the table, and Azle is responding immediately. Facing Miss Jojo to say these words, he must not want to live anymore!

Sure enough, the atmosphere is suddenly cooling down.

Murderous feeling!

The three of us are feeling a sharp chilling on our back, just like a needle. We feel like a cool air is sliding down with our neck from the top of our heads.

“Azle, what… are… you… saying?!” Jojo’s eyes are narrowing and her face has a peculiar chilling before the explosion.

Wood and I quickly exchange eyes with each other, the first reaction is to snatch away the knives and metal spoons in front of Jojo from the table which she just used to eat steak.

“Ah…Well…” Looking at the upcoming exploding’s Jojo, Azle is with the cold sweats on his head and an embarrassed face, shouting out in a hurry: “This… Not what I said! Little 5 said that!”

Hearing this, Jojo is turning around to look at me: “Chen Yang!”

“I…” Before I could justify myself, Azle, such a bastard, is already shamelessly beginning to plant stolen goods.

“Jojo, that’s what he said! All he said! He said that if marry a woman like you will be in danger! He said he would rather live ten years less than marry a woman like you!”

Shameless!

He plants all his words on me!

But even more shameless is Wood! The fake honest man says in a very firm tone: “No, not ten years, but twenty years!”

“FXXX! You two bastards, I strangle you all…” I’m just jumping up in anger, but faceing Jojo’s murderous eyes, I subconsciously stepping back.

“Chen Yang… You’d better think about how to die!” Jojo seems to be about turning into crazy. Her eyes have already shown the chilliest look. Then she picks up two chopsticks on the table and rushing to me with bared fangs and yelling: “I’ll fork you!”

Azle and Wood have no any sense of righteousness. They just hide to several steps away. Azle, this son of a bitch, is laughing and pulling the waiters: “Don’t panic, they are just a couple fighting. Don’t call the police. It’s all right!”

I’m running around the table for two rounds, Jojo is just kicking it over with one foot, and the soup pouring down on me. The chopsticks stab me on the chest twice and has broken, but my chest is really feeling painful.

If I don’t run fast enough, my face would have been scratched by Jojo. This woman is opening her ten fingers and pointing nails like ten knife blades.

Azle and Wood next are the most annoying. They are even beting in a low voice: “How long do you think Chen Yang can last?”

“Ten minutes, five for one!”

“Five minutes…”

I am chased all the way out of the restaurant to the parking lot, finally just runnning around the car and crying: “Jojo, you’re fucking crazy! That’s not what I said! It’s Azle! That son of a bitch said that!”

“You go to hell! If I don’t finish you today, I’ll not be a human being!”

“Damn! You won’t marry me anyway, live ten or twenty years longer. What’s the difference?” I am in a hurry and saying in nonsense.

Jojo is furious!

“Chen Yang! You little son of bitch! Your Miss Jojo is born beautiful! Men who want to marry me can drain from the east to the west of the river. It’s just that I don’t look up to them! You are fucking dare to look down on me! I… I… Am I fucking tolerant or intolerable today?!”

By the time Azle and Wood have paid the bill and go out. I am stuck in the corner by Jojo, but I’m twisting her wrist so hard that she can’t continue to hit. I watch them both coming out, yelling angrily: “You two bastards! Are you crazy? Look what you’ve done!”

Azle is rolling his eyes, opening his hand: “Come on, you said that. Now it’s also you are twisting Jojo. But I really want to be fair!” With a fair expression on his face, he’s saying with the fake sadness and angry, “What a good girl our Jojo is! She’s so beautiful and generous, sexy and enthusiastic, born with a warm heart! Such a good girl in front of you, any man will cherish in a hurry! No sweet words and honeyed words, you at least need to bring out the spirit of arduous struggle that fears neither death nor hardship? Have difficulties, you need to go up. Have no difficulty, you need to create difficulties to go up! Swear to die and hold the beauty back! That’s you! Little 5! What a shit words to Miss Jojo! Such a beautiful woman in front of you is a mud brick and rubble! Don’t say she wants to hit you! On behalf of the men all over the world, I express great indignation at your behavior. You shouldn’t behave like that!”

When he finishes these words in one breath, I am stunned, and take advantage of his breathing efforts to interpose a sentence: “Come on! She likes women!”

“That’s Miss Jojo’s own business!” Azle immediately relentlessly continues to criticize me, “Who does she like, it is her own business! But if you mistake to take a precious as garbage, it’s your problem! Don’t always emphasize objective reasons! Attention should be paid to your own subjective understanding of the mistakes! Chen Yang!”

“I…” I am choked so that I can’t swallow my breath for a while, and finally shouting, “You such an asshole speaks like an animal!”

I release Jojo.

She must be tired, standing there, staring at me, hard breathing and no longer coming up to beat me.

After quite a while, Jojo’s breathing quite a while and recovering some strength. She is staring at me, gnashing the teeth in anger: “Chen Yang, you little bastard! Next time I see you, I will kick you to death!”

Azle immediately asks: “Jojo, why don’t you kick him today?”

“Cut! Kick him today? Just dream of it!” Jojo is fliping her eyelids, gritting her teeth and saying disdainfully, “I’m not wearing underwear today. If I kick him, doesn’t I let him take advantage of me?”

“…”

The three men there are looking at each other instantly and can’t say anything.

We’ve horsed around long enough and finally get into the car together to rest. Each of us lights a cigarette. After sitting for a while, Azle and Wood feel that the atmosphere is still wrong. They excuse to buy newspapers, open the door and leave, just leaving Jojo and me in the car.

Jojo and I used to get well with each, but we are feeling a little embarrassed now. Jojo’s eyes are still a little angry, but more of resentment too.

“Chen Yang!” Suddenly, she’s saying, “You say… Are you so contemptuous of me?”

I am speechless, think it over, and say with a bitter face: “Don’t listen to their nonsense words…”

“Good! I won’t listen to them, I’ll listen to you!” Jojo is staring into my eyes, “I ask you, is it so terrible to marry me? There are so many men around me every day! None of them said that to me! Only you Chen Yang dares to say that!”

I am laughing at once: “I say Jojo, what’re you fighting for?”

But unfortunately, I forget a truth.

Most women in the world are like this… Woman is a very complex creature.

If men pursue them, they will scold men for being lustful and cheap. But if men turn a blind eye to them, they will complain that men have no eyes.

For the vast majority of beautiful women, the only acceptable rule is: I am popular, every people love me! But only those smelly men are allowed to fall in love with me, but I look down on them!

If on the contrary, those smelly men dare to look down on them! Damn, that’s desperately serious!

Especially in the hearts of many beautiful women who always feel good about themselves, this rule can be simplified into one sentence: I can look down on you, but you can never look down on me!

This rule applies to Jojo too: she marries me or not is one thing. But I dare to look down on her, that’s absolutely unforgivable!

“I surrender, OK?” I’m saying in dejection, “I’m ashamed I was too bad to deserve you. Is that OK?”

“Don’t try to be cunning!” Jojo’s face is still white. She’s incompliant, “I ask you, Chen Yang! You tell me the truth! Why don’t you want to marry me?”

“Damn it! Because of you don’t like men at all but of women!” I’m in a furious.

“That’s my business! We’re talking about you now! It’s your problem! If I like men again, come on, with a girl like me, willing to commit to you, you must be sleeping happily every night!”

Looking at Jojo’s domineering manner, I can’t help laughing.

“You’re still laughing!” She’s crazy and scolding me, “Don’t laugh! Be serious! Why am I so awful in your eyes? Why am I so despised by you? I just can’t swallow it!”

“No why, Jojo!” I’m driven mad by her. I’m so regret to tell Azle about Winson’s saying. Such a bastard, the effect on me is disastrous!

I still explain to her patiently: “That’s because we are good friends, buddies! Our friendship lasts forever, until the end of the world, you are always my buddy!”

She’s blushing angrily, gritting her teeth and thinking for a while, still to be reluctant. “Then I’m asking you again. Um, if this is the end of the world! There are only two of us left in the world. If we don’t get together, human being will ne perished. You still don’t look up to me yet?”

I…

Having a strong impulse to curse Azle, I keep explaining.

“If the end of the world is real, there will be only two of us left in the world, and even if we are together, we will not be able to save the crisis of human extinction. Because anthropologically, even if we have children, we will never find other people and our children to multiply together. Our children can’t marry to each other, can they? It’s incest, and even if they get married, their offspring are deformed. In short, the end of human destruction is inevitable, so…”

Speaking here, I look up at Jojo, notice that she has already angry with her index finger trembling, shaking, gnashing teeth, with a hate voice: “Chen Yang! I… I… won’t spare you!”

I can’t help chilling and shivering.

…

After a while, Azle and Wood come back and actually take a newspaper on their hands. I take it over and look at it, but it isn’t today’s, and I don’t know where they picked up a yesterday’s newspaper.

It’s still cold outside in the early morning. After all, it’s winter. Four of us squeeze into the car, close the doors and windows, turn on the air conditioner, and Jojo continue to smoke and vent her anger. Azle and Wood all dare not to annoy her. I already sit in the back and read the newspaper with the light of the car.

I’m not going to go home. It’s almost morning. It’s better to go to work directly from outside. It’s also easier.

Suddenly, a few lines of the newspaper are apprearing in my eyes. This is the seam news of the social edition of the newspaper. The winning numbers of the latest welfare lottery were posted.

I immediately remember the numbers I bought the other day and calculated the time. It should be yesterday’s award! These two days, things are in a mess, I almost forgotten!

I glance at the number in a hurry…

Azle and Wood see me sitting there in a daze. I hold the newspaper in my hand. The expression on my face is somewhat unspeakable, but my eyes… Obviously, there is no focal length.

They push me gently, and I recover from the extreme sluggishness, take a deep breath, and feel my heart beating and my body trembling.

“Little 5, what’s wrong with you?” Azle frowns, looks at the newspaper in my hand, and sees the number of the welfare lottery. He can’t help laughing and says, “What’s wrong? Do you dream of making a fortune?”

I have a mysterious smile on my face: “Wrong! It’s not a dream of making a fortune… It’s the real fortune.”

Then I roll up the newspaper, take a breath and slowly say: “Brothers and sisters! I really have won the prize and make a fortune! One first prize, two second prizes. Altogether, 8.6 million!”

Looking at my face in ecstasy, Azle takes a serious look at Wood instead of a trace of joy. Wood also looks worried. He turns to Jojo and asking seriously: “Hey, you didn’t hit Little Five’s head just now, did you?”