Chapter 71

  Hold back.

  Holding back.

  He actually told me to hold it in.

  At this time, shouldn't a normal person enthusiastically tell me the direction of the toilet and gently remind me to be careful not to slip on the road? Ah! I'm going to pee my pants, damn it!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

  He used almost thirty seconds to accept the man's strange answer, and after thirty seconds, he turned his head around, with his arms crossed and leaning against the door frame, staring at his tall and imposing man without expression. It wasn't until about the thirty-fifth second that he realized Jiang Chuan was not joking: this guy really didn't plan to lend him the toilet.

  Humans are such cheap creatures, once they realize that going to the toilet is hopeless, their desire to urinate instantly defeats all rationality. It's as if countless particles called "I want to pee" are waving flags and shouting slogans, occupying the brain's stronghold. At this moment, his lower abdomen is tense, he can't help but clench his legs tightly, not daring to relax for a second. He's secretly cursing himself for registering his address at Jiang Chuan's house, otherwise he would be hugging the toilet at home right now... Wait, no, don't think about toilets, it makes me want to pee even more!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

  The young man with black hair looked sullen: "…… Jiang Chuan, Brother Chuan, I'll call you Grandpa, okay?"

  "It's no use calling for Dad," Jiang Chuan said with a calm face. "My home doesn't have a toilet."

  "Deceiver!" The usually calm voice was almost tearful.

  Jiang Chuan raised an eyebrow: "You also know it's infuriating to be deceived?"

  "......" This ability to grasp the theme in a split second, why don't you go be a national leader!!!!

  "We wouldn't even lend a toilet to a scammer," Jiang Chuan straightened his body and walked three steps to stand in front of Jin Ran, "Three hours ago, someone told me he was going to sleep, but turned around and went out the door, and ended up who-knows-where, dead drunk, and had strangers send him back home - ah, by the way, it's worth emphasizing that the place he finally returned to wasn't even his own home."

  The person who now has control of the toilet is Da Ye, with a forced smile: "I was just joking with you, I didn't sleep, who can sleep when it's so dark? You see, I'm pitiful, being blackmailed and holding in my pee..."

  "Then I'll play a joke on you too."

  "There is a kind of ominous premonition."

  Jiang Chuan leaned in close to the young man with black hair, their noses almost touching, and let out a whistle.

  "ARE YOU KIDDING ME!!!!!!!!! ARE YOU EVEN HUMAN!!!!!!!!!!"

  The result was a loud roar, and the urge in his lower abdomen became even more intense. The young man with black hair suffered the consequences himself. With a grunt, his angry face twisted into a crumbling mess, and he bent down to sit on Jiang Chuan's sofa with a thud. At the same time, the man who had just finished whistling stood up straight and looked at the young man with black hair sitting on his sofa with a painful expression: "Let's tell a proper joke instead? Once upon a time, there was an American who was so desperate to hold in his pee that he turned into a Chinese person... Ah, this Chinese joke is really interesting, I laugh every time I see it."

  Actually, the man had a serious face and wasn't laughing at all, but after hearing this joke, Yuan Jinran felt that his tears were already welling up in his eyes - he vowed that if he had the chance, he would definitely beat to death the author of this joke. So what if you're Chinese level 8? What's there to show off about? ...But everything else could wait until after he got through tonight, because right now, Yuan Jinran only felt like he might suffocate from holding in his urine at any moment, and that would be the end of any "later".

  "Jiang Chuan, I think we need to sit down and have a good talk."

  "Alright." The man nodded and asked, "Would you like a thermos of tea and sit down to talk slowly?"

  Jian Ran: "......"

  This person is absolutely doing it on purpose!

  Taking a deep breath, "We need to clarify one thing. Although everyone outside is talking about how we are doing this and that, in reality, you also know that we haven't done anything yet. So, from a certain perspective, we are still mutually...

  "There are two male entities in existence - do you know what that means? It means if one of them goes out alone to cheat, well... uh, wait a minute, this way of putting it seems a bit strange, but never mind. I think you should understand my meaning - I think in such a situation, one of them has no right to get angry with the other."

  Jiang Chuan: "Then?"

  "I didn't make myself clear? So many things happened, so I'm naturally not in a good mood tonight, and I went out for a drink - you're not my anything, so you shouldn't care that much either."

  He finished speaking, and the man sitting on the other end of the sofa changed his posture - at the same time, the air pressure around him dropped by several tens of degrees. The man looked expressionlessly at the young black-haired man sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed, the playful glint in his azure eyes retracted, and he simply nodded and said calmly: "I understand."

  Between words, the man's eyes turned into a slightly deeper blue, gloomy and profound, like the deep sea, unfathomable... When stared at by such a gaze, Jian Yan felt like a small deer being stalked by a cheetah (......), in short, without a doubt, he realized that he had probably said something wrong.

  He especially wanted to know what Jiang Chuan meant by saying "I know" in such a gloomy tone.

  So he tried to salvage the situation: "Actually, it can't be said that you're not one of us, you're still my fellow disciple and younger brother."

  As his words fell, he saw Jiang Chuan's pupils almost turn deep blue.

  He suddenly realized that not only had he failed to save the situation, but it seemed to have become even more severe... So he sighed, hung his head in shame and honestly admitted his mistake: "I was wrong, I'm now just a drunkard with a bad brain, everything is my fault - I shouldn't have lied to you, no matter what reason I had for sneaking out to drink, I swear from now on if I say I'm going to bed, I'll immediately go to sleep and close my eyes without even playing with my phone, even if I need sleeping pills... Above, self-criticism is complete, extremely profound, deeply ingrained in my bones, so Jiang Chuan, can you please lend me..."

  "Did you know the person who sent you back?"

  "Never mind, but that's not the point. The point is whether the toilet can..."

  Jiang Chuan: "What's not the point? You don't know the person and you still got into his car?"

  "That's my car."

  "Jiang Chuan: 'You gave him the keys, he's driving, what's the difference between that car being his or not? Do you think everyone is a traffic policeman?"

  "Whose name is written on the household registration of that car?"

  He calmly lied without hesitation: "I drove myself."

  Jiang Chuan: “......”

  Jian Ran: “……………………”

  Jiang Chuan let out a light laugh, his azure eyes sparkling with an even more profound and mysterious glint. With a scornful gaze, he indicated to the young man with black hair, who was filled with regret and wished he could sew his mouth shut, that his credibility had already gone bankrupt. If it weren't for the fact that any slight movement would make him wet his pants, he might have already regretted it so much that he would have smashed his head against the wall: indeed, liquor is a troublemaker, the ancients were not wrong!

  Under the gaze of nervousness and fear, Jiang Chuan lit a cigarette, took two puffs, paused for a moment, stood up and said: "The toilet is over there, go use it yourself, remember to close the door when you leave."

  What? Jing Yan didn't react for a moment, sitting in place dazed for several seconds. He stared foolishly at Jiang Chuan's back as he walked into the bedroom without looking back. It took him half a day to realize that this was Jiang Chuan's way of telling him to leave - the man's back conveyed a strong "I hate you" emotion, not hiding it at all... This realization made Jing Yan feel suffocated in his chest, and he shrank into the sofa, speaking in a low voice: "But it's already so late..."

  "Didn't you have a car?"

  "But I've had a drink..."

  Whatever, I'm not going anyway.

  His mind was dizzy and he couldn't speak properly, the chaotic situation tonight, even he himself can't figure it out... After making up his mind, the young man with black hair stood up, lowered his head to find his slippers, only to discover that when he came in, he was carried by Jiang Chuan, so he didn't have time to wear slippers either. He simply stood there barefoot, looking around in all directions according to his memory of the warehouse's layout to find the direction of the toilet, while absent-mindedly saying: "This won't do, how can I drive? What if something happens?"

  Actually, at this time, all kinds of excuses are extremely guilty.

  But it's unclear whether it was the alcohol that gave him extra courage today, anyway, at least his tone sounded very reasonable and made people extremely angry. In a place where he couldn't see, the man slightly furrowed his brow, with undercurrents surging in his eyes - no one knew what he was thinking at this moment. After a moment of silence, all that could be heard was him saying in a voice devoid of emotion: "I'll call Fang Yu and have him come pick you up."

  "It's already three o'clock and the company is having an overnight meeting, so it's not good to bother him, right?" Jian Yan glanced at her watch. "I have to go to the company tomorrow morning at seven, and if I wait for him to take me home now, there will only be a few hours left to sleep."

  At this time, Jin Yan had already arrived in front of the toilet door.

  If you know, when a person holds their urine for too long, at the moment they step into the bathroom and take off their pants, the urge to urinate is most turbulent and uncontrollable. With a serious expression, he quickly closes the bathroom door, somewhat anxiously fumbling to undo his belt, while muttering in a nearly whispery voice: "Why can't you just let me stay for a bit? Although I don't know why that little brat asked for my address earlier and I gave yours... but since it's come to this, even if you hate me, I..."

  Just then, he suddenly heard the door behind him being opened with force. Before he could react to what was happening, the door behind him was flung open and a strong arm wrapped around his waist. Jian Ran was slightly stunned for a moment before feeling himself being dragged out from behind.

  He was startled at first.

  He immediately felt the scorching breath of the person behind him spraying on his neck.

  It made his hair stand on end, and he hastily turned back to shout in surprise: "What are you doing?!"

  The man behind him said in a very bad tone: "Leave now."

  Toilet——

  Jiang Chuan: "I won't lend it."

  He took a deep breath and shouted, "What the hell is wrong with you, Jiang Chuan! Let me go, at least let me... Ah, damn it, I'm calling you dad now, dad, please let go of my hand, you're choking me to death!!!!!!"

  Finally, accompanied by a scream that was extremely disturbing in the dead of night, the world suddenly fell into a deathly silence.