Chapter 442

Zuo Junpeng enters yan'ai as he wishes. He thought Tang Meng would not let him wait too long even if he didn't see him immediately.

However, when he learned from his colleagues that Tang Meng had gone to build hope primary school in the western region with Wan Huo Ling Jue, his uneasy heart at that moment finally calmed down.

Sometimes, the calm surface of the lake doesn't move, perhaps because it doesn't have new water to pour in.

As time goes on, it will become a dying lake.

Zuo Junpeng felt that even his extravagant hopes had been dispelled.

If Tang Meng hates him to the point of tormenting him and insulting him, at least he still thinks what is the scenery at the end of his life?

But Tang Meng ignored him, ignored that he had already come to Kyoto, went to her company's headquarters in Kyoto.

However, the news he got was that Tang Meng had gone to build the hope primary school with Wanzhe lingjue.

Such news, no doubt let Zuo Junpeng become decadent and irritable, and even, vaguely with anxiety and fear.

People around him look at his eyes, strange with a look, cool thin with irony.

He is an unimportant passer-by, whose life will not touch.

So it seems dispensable.

Zuo Junpeng began to doubt his existence. Whether he really wanted to be tortured in order to make Tang Meng feel comfortable or not, he gradually did not understand why he could not find his mentality?

As if to seek the last point, can warm his thing.

But cold hit on his face, let him sober is Tang Meng ignore.

As if, after so long, he became a joke.

And the woman who once seemed to want to see this joke disdained him. He became a cold irony on the corner of his mouth, and even he felt a bit sad.

After a person crowded the subway, he was crowded by passers-by in a hurry. He saw a kind of indifference in the whole city, as if he was a tramp, wandering aimlessly. He didn't know where to sit, even the snacks on the roadside and the left and right families.

Zuo Junpeng is sitting at a roadside stall eating fried noodles. When he looks up, he sees the boutique food shops on the second floor of the pedestrian street opposite him. Once upon a time, he was driving a famous car, with beautiful women and champagne to linger in top restaurants one after another.

At that time, the scenery outside the window used to be his cold indifference.

He never thought that one day, with his ability, he would be reduced to eating roadside stalls.

He seems to think of his mother, even with him can marry his favorite father, even if extravagant, always vulgar indifference can also get his father's respect.

But at that time her mother did not know how to cherish, so the end was very tragic.

When his father died, he turned against his mother. Finally, under the duress of his own father, he personally sent his mother to prison.

This is more like the retribution of reincarnation, so he stood by and added fuel to the flames.

And now, how could he not be like this?

He sniffed at the word "be able to bend and stretch" and then picked it up for use. Sometimes, he just didn't reach the end, didn't experience life and death, and didn't witness the cruelty of survival. He finally paid the price of being self righteous.

His inner shock may never be known.

But when he died, he would never forget that the savages were so in front of him that they dragged the people who fled with him back to the cave excitedly like food, and then there was a shrill cry.

He will never forget that in those remote countries, the war made the children's limbs and arms incomplete. When a few year old child was holding a gun to rob him, he saw the frightened and firm eyes in his eyes. He wanted to live, but knew that he would die at any time.

When the people in the gangster killed in front of him because of the dispute, they chopped people into meat sauce

in countless dark nights, he asked himself again and again, does he know what people live for?

Just for a breath?

And then it ruined its own bright future.

Or because of their own interests, and not discount means, and finally eat the consequences?

He knew he was wrong. He was really wrong.

But too many words, on the pressure in his heart, no one is willing to listen to him.

Everywhere, there is no good job.

Everyone looked at him with his own eyes.

It was as if he was a fool, but sadly, he didn't know it.

Like a pig, the road to death is not alert, on the contrary, also listen to joy.

He is like this, like a stupid pig, thinking that with his own body, he can kill Wanzao lingjue.

But I don't know that wanhuo's body, which is like gold and steel, will not be shaken at all. After that, wanhuo will fiercely hook his body with sharp barbs.Wanzaoling never wanted to let him die, but slowly polished all his spleen and let go all his blood.

And watch him survive.

He admitted that such a means is more hateful than a knife to his life.

However, the four words of lingjue are not only humiliating and unwilling.

It's more complicated than clear.

Zuo Junpeng pondered, not knowing the direction he wanted to go.

On the second floor not far away, there is a pair of surprised and unbelievable eyes looking at Zuo Junpeng below.

As if very unexpected, but also very embarrassed, and even with a trace of emotional entanglement!

Next, Zuo Junpeng's noodles have been eaten unconsciously.

He's ready to leave.

But when he just settled the bill and raised his head, he saw MIFF in a water red dress and charming makeup!

Several years no news, old friends meet, Zuo Junpeng and MiFu who did not speak.

At the beginning, a superior looking down and disdaining, the light flowing out of his eyes, with mania in disgust.

Now it is as plain as water, and there is no wave in the deep sea.

The other used to be full of admiration, desire and unwillingness.

Now it seems quiet with a bit of vicissitudes, lonely with a bit of cynicism.

It seems that time has worn out the water caltrop of two people.

Only that similar face still seems familiar, so will be so sure, two people all know, did not recognize the wrong person!

"Can I have a cup of coffee?" MIFF light smile, export invitation.

Zuo Junpeng hears speech, Leng for a while, immediately and trance ground nodded.

Under the guidance of MIFF, the two slowly walked into a quiet cafe nearby.

Zuo Junpeng looks at MIFF's familiar meals and even remembers what he likes to drink.

But in his memory, there was only MIFF's shadow when he was a child and his domineering face when he grew up. He didn't know whether he was strange or now. Zuo Junpeng sat down quietly and looked out of the window for a long time without opening his mouth.