After chatting with Sugar Bun for a while, Nelson was about to take a rest when his cell phone rang again.
It was Richard this time. Nelson thought something had happened. He quickly picked up the phone, asking, "What's wrong?"
Richard chuckled and said, "Can't I call you even if nothing's wrong? This is your last day of being single. It might not be so convenient for me to ask you out in the future. How about having a drink?"
Nelson looked at the time hesitatingly. It was already past ten o'clock.
After thinking for a while, he nodded and said, "Okay!"
They met in a bar. By the time Nelson arrived, Richard had already drunk half a bottle of beer on his own.
Seeing him entering the bar, Richard drank another glass of beer before greeting him.
"Oh, you're here! I'll ask the bartender to get some drinks for you!" "Forget it, I'd better not drink any alcohol. We can just have a talk. I have to attend my own engagement banquet tomorrow. It would be bad if I got drunk and was late."
Richard didn't try to persuade him, but just nodded.
"That's fine with me. We can't afford to take a risk for such an important matter."
Nelson sat down next to Richard. Then, he said with concern in his voice, "What's wrong? You seem downcast. Is it because you've been too busy recently? How about resting for a few days after Naomi and I get engaged?"
Richard shook his head and said, "No, it's just that I've remembered something."
"What is it?" asked Nelson.
Richard said, "Forget it, let's go somewhere else! It's boring here since you're not drinking."
"Sure, it's up to you!"
Ten minutes later, Richard took him to the rooftop of a building. After finding a place to sit down, Richard started to ask him.
"Do you still remember when we first met?"
Nelson nodded, "Of course I do! That time, my adoptive parents had just died, and I had been constantly bullied by the local children until I really couldn't bear it and fought with them."
"As a result, they held a grudge against me and looked for their brothers to avenge themselves. I was beaten up so badly that I thought I was going to die, but I met you. You brought me to your place. It was also at the rooftop of a building, just like the corner over there."
He pointed to a corner at the rooftop and continued, "You used some sundries to build a simple shelter. Later, I joined you too, and then we went out to do part- time jobs together. We became vagrants and were beaten up together."
Richard nodded and said, "Wow, I didn't expect you to remember all that."
"Why did you think I wouldn't remember? I won't forget those recollections of the times we've spent together."
"However, I've almost forgotten everything. What I can recall is that there was one time when I got sick that you carried me everywhere to find the doctor, and you had even knelt down to beg the doctor to treat me."
Nelson gave him a confused look and asked, "Have I? As esteemed as I am, why would I kneel down and beg anyone for help?"
Richard laughed and said, "Still playing dumb, huh? Either way, thank you for that!"
Nelson patted him on the shoulder and said, "Don' t forget that you are my best buddy. You would have done the same for me."
Richard said in a muffled voice, "I'm suddenly getting a little sentimental thinking of the past. I don't know why I have a feeling that you're abandoning me."
Nelson was frightened by his words. He was unsure whether Richard had said so consciously or unconsciously.
The main thing was that there was indeed reluctance in Richard's eyes.
Nelson was nonplussed for a moment.
"Don't tell me that you're into guys! Bro, I like women."
Richard sneered and hurriedly turned his head away.
"I like women too."
Nelson breathed a sigh of relief and said, "That's more like it! It seems like you've drunk too much."
"Maybe you're right. However, sometimes, alcohol doesn't intoxicate people, but shows our true self instead."
Nelson got up while saying, "What do you mean by that? Anyways, I'm going back. You should head back too. There's something incredibly important for us to do tomorrow!"
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