Chapter 149

Night.

The moon is as cool as water.

Just after eleven o'clock, the next door was already humming.

It's like a kitten.

Sun Wen was lying on his bed, flipped over, picked up the pillow and covered his head. He closed his eyes and tried to force himself to sleep.

The sound insulation of the broken hotel is too poor. We have to find a stable place to live.

Fortunately, the cat only lasted for a short time, and even did not know if there were five minutes, it had stopped. He laughed in his heart, seizing the opportunity to quickly fall asleep.

Otherwise, it will be busy after 12 o'clock.

Empty brain just brewed a little sleepiness, the other side seems to be just affected by the sound, also began to hum early.

"Grass

Sun Wen sat up and grabbed his hair. He tried to knock on the wall with his fist. When he got to the wall, he stopped again.

Isn't that what hotels do?

It's just a normal activity. On the contrary, it's him who lives in this small place at a low price.

After sitting on the bed for a while, Sun Wen took the clothes at the head of the bed, put on his wallet and mobile phone, opened the door and went out of the house.

At more than 11 o'clock in the evening, there were almost no people on the street. Only cars in twos and threes in the middle of the road passed quickly and flashed away.

Wandering aimlessly on the road, Sun Wen looks up at the stars in the sky and looks down at his own shadow. There is a sense of loneliness in his heart.

Los Angeles, big or small, including college time, he also stayed here for six years.

Now I don't even have a place to live.

A trace of the thought of going home came to my heart, and he stopped it immediately. What can I do if I go home?

Finally, a key university student came out of the village and went back to inherit the three parts of the land?

What was the purpose of studying hard at the beginning?

I have a chance to stay here. What can I do when I go back?

When the farmers are busy, they go to work in the fields before dawn. When they can't see anything at night, they go back to eat and sleep. When they are idle, they go around bragging and playing cards. Sometimes they go to the city to do odd jobs

When you are old enough to ask for a wife, have a child, and then expect your child to walk out of that ravine

When Sun Wen thought of this, he could not help talking. He would rather die of starvation in Los Angeles than live a life where he could see the end at a glance.

It's not easy to take root here. We have to work hard.

In front of the convenience store is still open, he went in to look at the shelf, "a bag of Nanjing, a lighter."

"Hello, fourteen."

"Here you are."

Sun Wen paid to go out of the shop, opened a cigarette, lit one and took a deep breath.

Maybe it's because he hasn't smoked for a long time. This makes him feel dizzy. He stands in the same place and shakes twice. After closing his eyes and calming down, he stands still again and slowly spits out a mouthful of smoke.

Which is the first and which is the last?

He was a little lost in the smoke.

Although the current salary is not small, it is far from enough for him as an immigrant to take root in Los Angeles. The house price alone makes people feel desperate.

So changes have to be made.

I hope she can wait until then Well.

After smoking a cigarette, Sun Wen threw away the cigarette end, crushed it with his feet, looked left and right, thought about it and walked to his right.

I remember there was a bar over there. I used to have a drink and then go back to sleep.

After walking for more than 20 minutes, he didn't find a bar. Instead, he found a clean bar. He hesitated and walked in. Anyway, he drank everywhere.

Qingba, also known as leisure bar, is dominated by light music, without the excitement and passion of general bars. Warm tone lighting and soothing music make it look more like a coffee shop.

Sitting down on the edge, Sun Wen looks around at the decoration and environment of the store and feels satisfied. Now he is more suitable for being quiet than noisy.

After two strokes of his finger on the menu, he looked up and said, "I'd like a high degree one."

"How high?" The bartender at the bar shakes his glass and asks with a smile, "the tallest?"

"Less than the highest."

The bartender made an OK gesture, selected a moment in a pile of wine, and began to operate.

At this time, it was midnight, and there were not many or few guests in the shop. They were scattered around the corner in twos and threes, talking with their companions in a low voice. There were only three people sitting in front of the bar.

Sun Wen was not interested in saying hello to others, and others didn't mean to make new friends. They sat on one side and thought about their own affairs, but didn't speak in silence.

The bartender had the job of chatting with the boring guests. After two sentences, he saw that Sun Wen was not very talkative, so he didn't disturb him any more. He took a soft cloth to wipe his tools.

The liquor went into his throat and burned all the way into his stomach. Sun Wen pursed his mouth and stopped for a moment before he gave a long breath.

Not bad."Pretty boy, drink alone?"

As the voice rang out, a faint fragrance floated into Sun Wen's nose. He turned to see a woman with long red hair sitting next to him.

A red dress, with red high heels, make-up delicate, flaming red lips and hair color complement, the whole person is like a red fire, full of temptation.

"One person." Sun Wen looked up and down at her for a moment, then nodded in reply. Without saying more, he took the cup and sipped it again.

Look at this, should be out to find someone to chat?

"Together?"

Sure enough, the woman leaned this way, her eyes flashing and staring at him.

"It's just a drink. Is there any difference between together and not together?" Sun Wen shook his head.

"It's muggy to drink alone."

"And the two?"

"Two people can help." She laughed, put the cup to Sun Wen's side and gently touched it, "isn't it?"

"I just want to have a good sleep when I drink. It's not boring." Sun Wen refused with a smile.

"Your eyebrows are almost twisted into numbness..." Half way through, the woman saw Sun Wen frown and said, "can you help me out?"

Rejected twice, she still did not mean angry, just a smile.

Sun Wen looked at her for a moment, raised his glass and motioned, "just this one."

No matter the bar or the Qingba, it's a place to have fun.

He took a sip, put down his glass and sighed.

In hotels, here, even in Los Angeles, he's out of place.

"How?" He asked.

As long as it's not pulling him to play one night stand, I'll go back to sleep after drinking this cup.

"What's the answer? Just chat." The woman gently shakes her glass and turns her eyes around him. "Are you a fitness coach?"

"No Sun Wen shrugged, "it's just like this once in a while."

"And what do you do?"

"Art."

"Oh?" She was surprised, "I can't see it."

"A lot of people say that." Sun Wen continued to shrug, "but I'm really a painter."

She noticed Sun Wen's action and winked at him. "It seems you don't want to talk much."

"It's OK. I'll help you."

"That won't solve it." She shakes her glass and takes a sip. Her lips are wet with red wine and look more ruddy. "It's better to play a game."

“……” Sun Wen pondered, "yes."

He was a little interested now. He was idle too. Let's see what the woman wanted to do.