Chapter 483： He is crying?

"Hidingfromtherainandsnow

TryingtoforgetbutIwon\'tletgo

Lookingatacrowdedstreet

Listeningtomyownheartbea............"

A resident singer in the Qing bar is singing in deep affection. On the night of the New Year's Day, there is a kind of desolate atmosphere everywhere. The foreign population occupies a large proportion of Shanghai. In the New Year, people go home to the geese. And it has become somewhat empty.

This era is an era when human information has been bombarded but the spirit is empty and pale. Many people are thinking about spending a lot of time at this time to get back home. Why?

But no matter how incomprehensible in your heart, no matter how much you resist, you should go home when you go home. After all, day after day or fast pace or slowness, a life of constant life, at the end of the year, there must be some changes, I have to think about giving myself a new beginning, so I went home with the wave and went to the New Year.

Squatting in a corner of the Qing Bar, there are not many people in the Qing Bar, but it is not much less than usual. The boss of the Qing Bar is a very business person who has already established a position on Weibo. Young people who are not invited to go home for the New Year are invited to their own clear bar, and promise to drink free.

Of course, the boss can't do a loss-making business. If you don't go home and open a shop, you don't want to sing your loneliness here. The drinks are free, but the waiter will ask you what kind of snacks you need, those snacks, comparable It’s much more expensive than usual, of course, people who can come here with ease will naturally not take advantage of this.

The result is that the business of the boss can keep the past level in the off-season, and those young people who have not returned home in Shanghai can have a place where they can gather together to pass the time.

The coffee and snacks in front of Jie Jie did not move at all. He just sat quietly listening to the song.

Jie Jie is not a Shanghai native, not even a Jiangsu-Zhejiang person. His hometown is in Liaoning. He only worked hard in Shanghai long ago and later met his boss.

Home, it doesn't make sense for me to return. My parents are long gone. The only sister who has her own family, I have no plans to go back.

For the audience, in fact, many things can be seen very lightly, including family.

"It's raining."

I don’t know who said it in the clear bar;

After reading the window, Xiao Yu had already gotten down, injecting a touch of moisture into the colder air.

He stood up, walked out of the clear bar, reached out, and finished the suit on his body, then slowly walked into the rain.

"It's a strange person."

Opposite the Qing Bar, it is a hotel. Behind the window on the side of the hotel, there is a youth with a bruised face and a young bandage. The youth is tied with a lot of bandages. It looks very miserable.

That's right, this is the Earl of Shahr.

Since he was flattened by Su Baihai more than a month ago, he has not left Shanghai yet, but he has stayed here. He has to say that his courage is really enough to praise.

Beside the Earl of Shahr, standing is Gu Fan, Gu Fan wearing a black pullover, a pair of Nike sneakers, this dress seems to be deliberately hiding his identity, after all, when Gu Fan went out It is a must if the suit leather collar is meticulous.

"In Shanghai, there are many people like this." Gu Fan reminded.

"Oh, I don't need your reminder." Earl of Shahr pointed his finger at his face. "This count is like this by your friend."

After that, Count Shahr left the window, took a glass of whiskey on the table, took a sip, and the drunken wine drove into the lungs along the throat, giving him a feeling of exuberance.

"So, do you want to stay here to take revenge?" Gu Fan asked.

Earl of Shahr shook his head. "I was beaten. I can't beat it. I can't beat him. It's a fight. It's a deserved. If I just want to be a viper and wait for revenge, then you think of me." It’s too idle, and this boring thing of revenge is really not for me. It’s you, it seems that the mood is a bit low, what happened?”

"It's also a shameful thing. If you are older than the New Year, don't say it, there is a cup, please have a drink?"

Earl of Shahr poured an empty glass around him into the whiskey, and the glass floated and fell into the hands of Gu Fan.

"You Chinese people treat the Chinese New Year as if they were the attitude of the ancient Greek city-states to the Olympics. In the New Year, any contradictions, even wars, can be put down for a while." Earl of Shale took another drink and then It was obviously a little tired to make a yawn, and this is also a move to invite the guests to leave.

Gu Fanshun went straight to his clothes and said very seriously: "My former friends knew that I was the identity of the Western audience."

"This is not very good, you were originally a member of our Western circle, but you chose it at the beginning." Earl of Shahr could not help.

"Count, Earl, you want to confirm that woman, will you come back?" Gu Fan asked.

"This is not a problem you need to care about." Count Earl is very straightforward.

"This broadcast has been suspended for three months. The purpose is nothing more than to concentrate on those people who left about a year ago, and that woman had brought you a lot of nightmares, so your Western circles are very I want to know for the first time whether she can come back, whether she is already dead there."

"And then, what do you want to explain?" Earl of Shahr shrugged his shoulders with a playful smile on his lips.

"They, are you coming back by train?" Gu Fan asked.

Earl of Earl squinted at some accident. "How do you know people at this level? I was also told by the above."

"It just happened to happen. I planned to book a high-speed rail ticket the day before yesterday, but I didn't pay for it. Then I asked a man to help me. I answered the high-speed rail car that I didn't see at that time.

What ordinary people can't see, or something that they can't fully notice but the audience can see, should be the reason for the intentional broadcast. ”

Gu Fan took out his mobile phone and opened a ticketing software. He said: "Just here, there is a train, every morning at 8:00, from Xi'an to Shanghai. Every day, the audience can't buy it. Ordinary people can see it. I don't see it, plus the Earl you have been staying in Shanghai and have not left, I will boldly guess that the group of people should be back in this train that does not exist.

As for the 8 o'clock in the morning, it is not known, but it is not too late. The radio said that it was suspended for three months. Now more than two months have passed. It should be here. . ”

"Actually, you know and don't know, it doesn't make much difference." Count Earl slightly turned his head and smiled. "Sorry, my patient needs a rest."

Gu Fan said goodbye, came down from the elevator, walked out of the hotel door, just walked to the side of the car parked outside the road, a young man with a suit and gold glasses was standing on the side of the road looking at him.

"You haven't gone far." Gu Fan said quietly.

Jie Xiao shook his head and looked at Gu Fan. He looked up and looked at the hotel above.

Didn’t talk,

Not nothing to say,

But too lazy to talk.

..................

Ying Ying's studio, at this time has almost become a freezer, Ying Yinger even had to take out his fur and wrapped it on the body, the whole person curled up in the corner, with frost on the eyebrows It is shaking.

She is so cold, she is really cold;

However, she did not leave because she had no reason to leave, her own customer, her own patient, and an accident during treatment. Her doctor, the therapist, naturally had no reason to leave.

just,

"It's really cold."

Ying Yinger has a lot of wine bottles on her feet. She is drinking and heating. The heating system in the room seems to be unable to withstand this pressure and has already failed.

"Come on, hurry up." Yingying said in a whisper, she really can't bear the low temperature.

The jade bottle in the Subai trousers has already flowed out two drops of blood. They have all been integrated into the body of Su Bai, helping Su Bai to stimulate blood memory. At this time, the third drop of blood seems to start to shake up. A strange smell seems to break out, and the first two drops of blood are significantly different.

However, when it just leaked out of the jade bottle, one hand suddenly came over and held the jade bottle. A layer of zombies instantly covered the entire jade bottle and filled the cracked bottle wall.

The last drop of blood collided in the bottle wall, and the bottle wall did not move. In the end, it only slammed down, quieted down, and was extremely unwilling!

Ying Yinger was finally relieved at this time, tears fell quickly, but she was not worried about Su Bai, but because of a professional quality or professional bottom line, she did not allow herself to leave her unclear patients to leave.

Therefore, Su Bai, who was sitting up from the bed at this time, was a relief for her. She stood up and she was leaving. She was going to find a steaming shop and went to just The frozen ones make up for it.

"You are awake." Ying Yinger slammed her hand and walked toward Su Bai.

Then she stopped,

The man in front of him, there is no such joy to wake up to restore consciousness, nor to respond to his own words, even a little bit of feedback.

As if he was still immersed in his dream, he was not completely "awake", but his body language, his breath, clearly shows that he has completely awoke;

a little less,

Two lines of blood and tears flowed from the corner of Su Bai’s eyes.

he,

is crying?