Zhao Zhuang was a kind-hearted person, and it made him feel sad that Du Feng was like this, so he proposed to accompany him in his room.

The night spent together was uneventful. Except for being awakened by nightmares a few times, Du Feng didn't have much mood swings.

The next day, Du Feng woke up. He stood up and looked around. He saw a man lying in front of the bed. This room was very unfamiliar and he frowned in confusion.

He crawled over and patted the sleeping Zhao Zhuang to wake him up.

"You're awake! Brother!" Zhao Zhuang rubbed his sleepy eyes and felt very relieved to see that Du Feng looked much better.

"Hello! What is this place? Why am I here?" Du Feng touched his head nervously. When he accidentally touched the bruise on his face, he grinned in pain. That image made Zhao Qiangda strong.

for surprise.

"Brother! You...you..." Zhao Zhuang frowned. The last thing he wanted to see finally happened to Du Feng. Did he lose his memory?

"This is in Thailand, this is a friend's house, do you still remember me?" Zhao Zhuang asked tentatively, he wanted to confirm.

Du Feng gritted his teeth: "What are you doing in Thailand? I am Chinese! I want to go back to my country! I don't want to be in Thailand!" He climbed down from the bed nervously and reached out to touch the shoes on the ground.

"You still know that you are Chinese!" Zhao Zhuang felt a little pain in his heart. This guy never forgets that he is Chinese at any time, even now.

"Nonsense! Don't you know you are Chinese?" Du Feng glared at him, quickly put on his shoes, got up and walked out.

Zhao Gang was shocked and quickly followed him: "What are you going to do?"

"I'm going to the toilet. Where is the toilet? I need to shit my pants!" Du Feng anxiously held his stomach and walked around the hall for a long time, but he didn't know where to go.

"Oh! Come with me!" Zhao Zhuang let out a long breath, thinking that this guy is quite cute when he is not cold.

While waiting outside the bathroom, Li Baqiang also woke up and came downstairs. Zhao Zhuang immediately waved to him, and Li Baqiang walked over with a shy belly.

"How's it going? Is he awake? (Thai)"

Zhao Zhuang pointed to the toilet door: "It's really changed! Oh my god! (Thai)"

As he spoke, Du Feng opened the toilet door and walked out. When he saw Li Bachchan's fierce look, he was so frightened that he trembled all over.

"You...you...who are you? Why are you here!" As he spoke, he backed away at a loss.

The two people just looked at it with big eyes and small eyes. Li Baqiang deliberately said that this is his own apartment. If he doesn't stay here, where else can he go?

Du Feng glanced at them blankly, and finally felt that Zhao Zhuang was more affable. He stared at Li Baqiang and whispered to Zhao Zhuang: "Let's go! This person doesn't seem to be a good person!"

Zhao Zhuang was very embarrassed. Du Feng was no longer the same as before. Not only had he lost his memory, but his IQ seemed to have dropped a lot.

"In this case, I will take him back to my house and see if things can turn around in a few days! (Thai)" Zhao Zhuang couldn't resist Du Feng's pull and had to say to Li Bachchan.

Li Bachiang nodded and handed a few pills into his hand: "I will visit you often. Du Feng is very important to us. I hope he can get better as soon as possible."

Zhao Zhuang drove Du Feng home. After passing the dock where the two met for the first time, Zhao Zhuang stopped the car deliberately.

"Brother! Do you still remember this place?" Zhao Zhuang led him out of the car and walked slowly towards the dock.

At this time, several freighters had just arrived at the dock, and many people were waiting to pick up the goods.

Du Feng took a look and shook his head secretly: "It seems familiar! I seem to have worked here before!"

The hatch of the freighter opened, and a group of people swarmed up. Only by resisting and lifting more can we make more money. It is necessary to fight for a living.

Du Feng's eyes lit up when he saw it, and he immediately pulled Zhao Zhuang away: "Let's go too! It's so exciting to watch!"

Zhao Zhuang was helpless. He didn't want to do this work today, and he didn't have the intention, but Du Feng seemed to be very passionate and it was hard to refute his face.

The two of them walked into the cabin, each carried a piece of wood and left. Du Feng was so motivated that he was much stronger than he had been that day.

The two of them carried seven logs back and forth. When they were carrying the eighth log, the two big men with big muscles and round waists next to them didn't care whether they had arrived first. They saw Du Feng's hand on the thick log and walked over and gave it a hard push.

"Fuck! You all made the damn money, get out of here! (Thai)" The big man pushed Du Feng down, then called to his companions, trying to resist the wood.

Du Feng was pushed by him and fell down. He stood up and wiped the dust on his face, his face wrinkled slightly.

"Are you okay?" Zhao Zhuang hurriedly came over to give him a hand.

Du Feng glanced at him and felt aggrieved: "Brother! Are they too overbearing? Forget it! Seeing how big they are, I don't want to get beaten! Let's go!"

After saying that, he lowered his head and left in a dejected manner. He only saw Zhao Zhuang behind him sniffing. This guy has completely changed, and the change is shocking. In the past, Du Feng could have beaten him violently.

The two fat men, but now, they are like dogs with their tails between their legs.

Shaking his head secretly, Zhao Zhuang followed him a few steps, and the two of them collected their wages, and Zhao Zhuang gave him all of it.

Du Feng held it in his hand and counted it four or five times. The haze and grievance on his face finally gradually disappeared.

"Brother! Let me treat you to dinner!" Du Feng smiled happily, looking at a snack shop not far away, licking his mouth, as if he could smell the aroma of meat in the shop.

Zhao Zhuang smiled, thinking that this guy would make people more worry-free now, and immediately nodded: "Let's go!"

Two people entered the store and ordered two plates of meat and some beer.

Du Feng drank happily, with a smile on his face.

Unconsciously, after drinking until noon, Zhao Zhuang's drinking capacity was already very good, but he was already a little groggy, but Du Feng still kept toasting to him.

Until Zhao Zhuang was very drunk, Du Feng was also drunk. The two of them staggered out of the restaurant and walked towards Zhao Zhuang's car.

After helping Zhao Zhuang to the car, Du Feng was at a loss. He didn't know how to drive this four-wheeled thing, and he suddenly lost his mind.

"Chinese cargo ships are now recruiting porters on the spot. If you are willing, please sign up in front!"

A thunderous shout came from the dock. Du Feng heard it and immediately became interested.

He ran over quickly, and at this time, many people had gathered at the pier.

A banner clearly stated in black and white that the freight ship between Yunnan and Thailand was urgently recruiting a group of porters.

While others were still asking about the price, Du Feng got in first.

"Oh! Can you do it? I think you are as thin as a lobster. If you can't do it, don't get on the boat!" A Chinese crew member reminded Du Feng when he saw that he was emaciated.

"Of course it can be done!" Du Feng smiled and waved his biceps in front of him. The crew member took a look and nodded: "Come up!"

There are a total of thirty people in this group, coming from all over the world, with the majority of them being Thai.

When the freighter gradually left the dock, Du Feng suddenly felt a little disappointed in his heart. Looking at the car near the dock from a distance, Zhao Zhuang was lying in it and sleeping soundly. He got on the boat without saying a word to him.

, and my heart suddenly felt sad.

"Stop the ship! I want to tell my brother, I forgot!" Du Feng hurriedly shouted to a sailor.

"What did you do earlier? Now that the ship has sailed, how can I stop you for this nonsense?" The sailor glared at him angrily, and Du Feng was so frightened that he hurried back to the cabin.

Thinking about it made him feel a little sad, and he couldn't help but shed two tears. He got on the boat in a daze, and he didn't know how long it would take to get back. In his eyes, Zhao Zhuang was a good man, and what he did was really not enough.

mean.

The whistle sounded, and the freighter slowly sailed away from the offshore sea. After a while, all the eyes could see was a vast expanse of blue, and no building could be seen anymore.

Du Feng glanced at the dozens of people in the cabin. Some had their eyes closed and were snoring, while others were looking at the scenery outside, all with solemn expressions.

He seemed a little lonely when he was alone, and felt a little empty in his heart. He touched his body and found two boxes of cigarettes. Du Feng could forget everything, but tobacco and alcohol were his life.

Smoking a cigarette and quietly watching the ups and downs of the sea, with seagulls gliding by from time to time, his mood gradually became calmer.

When he was quiet, he still had that cold look in his eyes, but the arrogant aura was gone, leaving only a trace of fear and anxiety.

A few hours later, Zhao Zhuang woke up in a daze, got up and saw that he was lying on his second-hand car, but when he looked for Du Feng, he was no longer there.

Feeling anxious, I hurriedly got off the car and searched for it. I searched around the pier three times, but finally came back in vain.

Suddenly he saw a small shop near the dock. He had never smoked and bought a pack of cigarettes. By the way, he asked the old man in the shop. The old man told him that there was a Chinese freighter recruiting porters three hours ago, and

The Chinese boy he was traveling with had already boarded the boat and left.

Looking at the empty sea, Zhao Zhuang felt a little lost. There was no deep friendship between him and Du Feng, but they always felt so familiar, and it felt like they had met so late. Now he left so quietly.

, and when his brain is broken, how can he not be worried?

Thinking of the large gold ore at home, Zhao Zhuang shook his head again. After the two had been together for so many days, he never asked where Du Feng lived, and he didn't know if Du Feng would come back again. According to the kind-hearted man

In Zhao Zhuang's state of mind, he would never pocket the money from selling gold ore.

After standing for a long time, it was getting dark, and Zhao Zhuang had no choice but to turn back to the car. It was also at this place that he met the impoverished Du Feng, and it was also at this place that Du Feng left without saying a word. Thinking about it now,

It's like having a dream, which makes people think deeply.

Du Feng nestled in a corner of the cabin, hugging his shoulders, feeling the sea breeze blowing and freezing to the bone.

After dark, the crew cooked a large pot of fish, and Du Feng also got two. He ate them with dry food and felt his stomach was much warmer.
Chapter completed!