"Then why is it stopped now."
"The disappearance of the two members one after another makes us feel that the cost is too high on one side, and the other side has changed. You know, the back wave of the Yangtze River pushes the front wave, and the front wave died on the beach, that's all." Lin Wenqin said here. A look of exhaustion.
"Oh my current ingredients."
"Patriotic businessman" Lin Wenqin took a look at me and continued: "It sounds disgusting."
"It's really disgusting." I smiled: "If it's okay, I have to go."
"Well, I have to go, too. I have to hand over some tasks."
A group of four people walked out of the coffee shop. My motorcade had been waiting at the door for a long time. Lin Wenqin looked at the tail of the motorcade and shook his head.
"what's happenin."
"It's just curious, were you really the first money you accumulated by selling soy milk ice cream."
"You have also read my biographical novel, right, don't be fooled by it, the shit photography publishing house in Hainan doesn't have my authorization at all."
When I was too poor, I got into my own car, while Lin Wenqin stood outside the car door looking at me, long time with Zhao Xieen. When the window was halfway up, Lin Wenqin suddenly knocked on the window with his finger: "Doctor Lu Ren, I have to ask you for one thing."
"Ah, what's the matter, say." I stopped the driver from closing the window.
"If I can't go back to the country next month, it would be too bad for me to apologize to Zhang Yafeng and say that my sister hasn't said sorry to her for so many years."
I looked at the professional girl who was still smiling and nodded.
"Thank you" Lin Wenqin waved to me before standing up: "Safe journey."
"Well, safe journey."
Until the car started, until I could no longer see the Lin family girl in the rearview mirror, until I sighed in my mouth, it wasn't that I didn't understand, the world was changing so fast.
Perhaps it was Lin Wenqin's words that were really magical. Our group returned to China without any problems. Even the most common habitual flight delay in China did not appear.
There is no sea of people welcome in urban novels, and no firm supporters of fantasy novels. I can't help laughing at my naivety and the little reminiscence of the future in the deserted state.
I heard that the old man in the north was sadly relegated. For him, I don’t have much maliciousness. The old man is a mortal after all. He is fighting against me, a freak. A mortal kicked the alloy armor accidentally with his fleshy feet. Happily enmity means, everything in the past let it pass.
Zhao Xieen sneered at my thoughts like this, how could I not know the little girl's thoughts, but I don't think I can do the killing thing to an old man, or that I am not interested in bullying the weak.
In fact, this is not bad. There are no reporters and no interviews. I have a lot of free time at my disposal.
In the daily standard procedure of the Cambrian Development at home, the end of March ended. When the time came to 6 o'clock in the morning on April 5, 1999, I just stayed up late and returned home and looked empty. The house couldn't help but feel a little dazed.
Two minutes later, I finally remembered that my parents went to Africa again half a month ago. Of course, this time I didn't sell anything like ak47 anymore, but talked about making up my honeymoon trip.
I opened the refrigerator and looked at the empty cabinets. I suddenly remembered that I hadn't bought anything in the supermarket for half a month, so I couldn't find any food. I cheekily dialed the landline of the long-standing villa.
"Good morning! Prince prince!" Hearing my voice, Media immediately greeted me loudly. Since the conversation between me and Lord Star Shou, the auspicious term prince has inevitably contacted me. .
"Media, it's a long time."
"Little Miss accepted the invitation of her "sex" friend and went out."
"Are you a "sex" friend?"
In that case, I could only cross the bridge and knock on the door of Zhao Luoli's house.
"Ah, what's wrong with you."
"Um, come and eat some food."
I patted Zhao Luoli's head in her pajamas, and I went straight through the door and started to search for some cooked ham and other belly stuffs in her refrigerator.
"Look at yourself. No one has taken care of it for half a month, just like a savage." Zhao Xieen warmed me a cup of milk, then sat opposite me and watched me gobble it up.
"I said girl, accompany me to see someone." When I was full and cleaned my mouth, I said to Zhao Luoli, who was still sitting on the opposite side.
"Look at the person, who."
"A person who is important to my life."
"Well then, wait for me to change clothes."
"Ok."
Sitting in the living room and waiting for fifteen minutes, the stairs leading to the living room on the second floor finally sounded. Putting down the newspaper in my hand, I looked up at the stairs and saw Zhao wearing a black Serris blouse. Xie En was walking down slowly.
"How to dress so formal."
"If you dress casually, it's disrespectful to your friends." Zhao Xieen looked at me when he said, "Do I need to buy another bunch of flowers."
"Hmm, no need."
Thinking back to the summer when I just returned to 19 years, Sister Yafeng and Sister Yalai took care of me. I felt that a sense of guilt was that I killed Yafeng for a trivial face problem. Speaking of it, what I owe Sister Yafeng is just an apology.
It's just that people can't come back from death, and all I can do is to meet each other at this time of year.
Bringing Zhao Xian to the cemetery built on the outskirts of the city, accompanied by the rising sun, crossing the tree-lined and stone path to the mountainside, in which I found the familiar tombstone that I can no longer be familiar with. I also saw the young man standing in front of the tombstone full of flowers.
"Hajime, here you are."
"Doctor, aren't you the same."
Turning to look at me, Hajime grinned, and Zhao Xian, who was beside me, put the bouquet in his hand in front of the tombstone, and then stood behind me.
"Yalai," I asked after looking around.
"I want to accompany Yafeng more in the car at the foot of the mountain." Hajime stretched out his hand and patted the tombstone: "Doctor, you said I did it right."
"Right?" I followed him to the side, but Zhao Xieen did not follow. She stood in front of the tombstone and began to read something softly.
"Well, earlier this year, my father severely reprimanded me, saying that I shouldn't miss the past so much." Hajime scratched his head: "Among my peers, I think only you should be the one who knows me best. Tell me. ."
"I have to say that you are so "fascinated" in the hallucinations of the past. Of course your father will be very angry, because Sister Yalai has always liked you very much, and even we know her heart.