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Han Qing nodded with a smile: "well Yes

"I knew it would be her. Only you two are regular customers of this restaurant. There are not many people who can come to the restaurant now. It's just..."

At this point, the young man stopped and did not go on, his face was a kind of inexplicable bitterness. Han Qing did not ask what, just smile, picked up the book "a hundred years of solitude" to continue to look.

For the name Hanqing, the owner of the tea restaurant, is a middle-aged man in his forties, surnamed Chen. He once asked because he was a local. He was very clear about the surname Han. There was absolutely no such surname in this street, but Han Qing did not answer him.

Maybe he didn't need to be known, just a stable environment.

"QingHan Cold and clear Ha ha With a bitter smile in his heart, this is not his name, it is just to find a name to stop here. Since he woke up three months ago, he has come here and left everything behind. Because he knows that his time is not much, this may be his only chance.

Half a year ago, he and the evil Zun and the third soul of Hongjun encountered, Sikong Banyu heart incomparably heavy. According to his conjecture, the power of the palm of the third soul has at least reached the power of realizing the perfection of the three sources, which is only the power of the third soul. If the two spirits of Hongjun are combined, the strength will certainly increase greatly, which may be the terrible existence of the seven sources of perfection, or even the eight and nine sources of perfection.

That is not to say is in the earth this world, even if is the rosefinch continent, is also incomparable strong. According to the law, under such a palm, he will not be able to survive, but in the end he survived. In addition to his body vitality being taken away, the rest did not hurt much. This is a great fortune among the misfortunes.

"It seems that the spirit of heaven and earth secretly protected me. Otherwise, I'm afraid it's not so simple, just..."

The spirit of heaven and earth pulled his spirit into this world to deal with Hongjun. However, Hongjun is so powerful that it makes people tremble. What about yourself? Cultivation is just the peak in the middle of fairyland, and its combat power can barely match that of half a step. Although the existence of the master of the world is precious, he is still worthless in front of Hongjun.

"It will take some time for Hongjun's two souls to become one. This is my only chance. But Cold and clear... "

I don't know why. Sikong Banyu felt that the pseudonym he had placed for himself was not what he thought in his mind. It seemed to have a special meaning, but he didn't even know it.

"Stay I hope there is enough time! "

"Han Lao, how do you know my name?" Suddenly, a voice interrupted Sikong's thoughts. He looked up and saw a young woman in fashionable dress on the table opposite him. She ordered a glass of juice, a hamburger and a French fries in front of him.

The woman dressed up very eye-catching, beautiful face, proud figure. She was about twenty years old. She looked calm and did not have a smile. There seemed to be a touch of sadness between her eyebrows, which locked her smile and made her unable to show half of it.

"Yes?" Seeing this girl, Sikong Banyu couldn't help but cast his eyes to the outside. He saw that the street lamp outside had been on for some time. The darkness in the sky was slowly pressing down, and it was nearly dusk.

I didn't expect to be immersed in meditation unconsciously, but the time has passed so much.

"Cold old?" The woman saw Sikong half language didn't speak. She picked up a French fries in her hand and continued to ask, "are you showing your loneliness? But you're not 100 years from now. "

Sikong half language returned to God and said with a smile: "although this book is called" one hundred years of solitude ", it does not mean that only one hundred years later will you feel lonely. And I just know what is loneliness in advance, so as not to know how to bear this loneliness and loneliness after a hundred years. "

"After a hundred years, ha ha That's too far away. Who knows if we can live so long? I don't know whether there will be any accidents when we go out today. Car accident? Sudden fatal disease? Street tramp hungry robbery? A dog with a virus came up and bit you? "

The woman shook her head, with an indescribable depression in her eyes: "so I want to see what the loneliness will look like after a hundred years, or wait until I live to that time! I think until then, even if I don't read it now, I will understand. Oh By the way, how did you know my name before you told me? "

"Your name? Stay? "

"Well Liu Xia. "

Sikong Banyu said with a smile, "if I said, I don't know your name at all. What I said is to stay. Would you believe it?"

"Oh?" Liu Xia took a look at Sikong's half language and said with an indifferent look: "I believe it's not the first time that such a thing has happened. Han Lao, how far do you see the loneliness of the bundia family today

The first time Liu Xia saw this one hundred years of solitude, he took the initiative to speak with Sikong. Sikong half language can see, Liu Xia read this book, also understand this book."No matter where you go, you should remember that the past is false, memory is a road without end, and all the previous spring is gone. Even your most tenacious and wild love is, in the final analysis, a fleeting reality."

After reading a paragraph in the book, Sikong Banyu raised his head and looked at Liu Xia and said, "I saw here. What extent do you think they should be lonely?"

Liu Xia said, "Oh They are still experiencing loneliness. At least I think they don't know what the real loneliness is. The ice and snow melt everything. Under all the remaining things, they are not lonely, just lonely. I remember some people say that when a person's heart is no longer any love and be loved, is lonely. When there is still love and being loved, even if it is just a trace, they still belong to loneliness and have not reached loneliness. "

"Is it? Ha ha... " Sikong half language shrugged his shoulders and said, "you are like a philosopher, you see life so thoroughly."

"Philosopher?" Liu Xia stopped, just wanted to say something, suddenly turned to look outside, saw a car slowly came to stop in the street. She gently put down the French fries in her hand, as if under an inexplicable pressure, slowly stood up, picked up her bag, and walked to the door with a heavy step.

"It's time for me to go, old man. Goodbye."

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