The heavy snow gradually became lighter, and the snow in New York also came in waves, but the cold wind howled, and it felt like a knife-like coldness on people's faces.
"It's not like a mere woman can hit you like this, right?"
Seeing that the little spider didn't speak, Ye Qingyang could only speak first.
The little spider suddenly trembled, with a tangled expression on his face, and said
"I don't know. I have been restless during this period. I feel that nothing is going well. I have tried my best to allocate my time, but I still feel that there is not enough time. Last night, I couldn't spit out the cobwebs. , and I fell from the sky, and my injuries haven’t healed yet.”
Ye Qingyang listened quietly and said
"Why do you want to be Spider-Man, and what do you think of yourself?"
little spider said
"That's the problem. I feel very confused now. I don't know what's the point of doing this. To be honest, I can't even manage my own life well. I still pretend to be fat all day long to do heroic things."
Ye Qingyang sees it very clearly. Every superhero will get tired sometimes, especially when no one else knows who you are. You will not be recognized at all. There are even some real-life trolls who will attack you, even if you are Michael. Jackson, you can't make everyone like you either.
There are always people who will be jealous of your talents, money, status, etc.
He thought for a while and said
"If you don't know yourself, you will go crazy and lose your soul. The worst thing is to lose yourself. Listen, maybe you are not destined to be Spider-Man who can fly over walls and walls. That's why you fall from the sky. You can choose you In life, Peter, don’t put yourself in such a high position. The world is very big and no one is your fault. The earth will turn the same way if you leave it.”
The little spider stopped, thinking about what Ye Qingyang just said.
"Sure enough, do I take myself too seriously? Also, New York didn't get worse before I showed up, and it didn't get better after I showed up. It doesn't depend on human will."
Ye Qingyang opened his arms and said
"In fact, manpower is limited, and there are very few things we can change. You and I are not the kind of talented people who cannot overthrow an old society and create a new society. Moreover, human nature is very complicated, and it will never reach what you want in your heart. The perfect state of mind.”
"So a utopian society exists in people's imagination. What you can do is make the people around you happy and safe. That is the most important thing."
"Do you want the people around you to be happy and safe?" Little Spider looked at the lights of tall buildings in the distance gradually losing focus.
He also drank a lot of red wine tonight. Although he also has strong physical fitness, he will get drunk without being drunk. He really needs to vent the accumulated depression in his heart.
"Xiaoyu, you don't have to pick me up tonight. I want to go have a happy time with my little brother."
Ye Qingyang dialed Xiao Rongyu's number and explained it directly.
Then he stopped a taxi and the driver was a black man. He dragged the still dazed little spider into the car.
"Where are you going, sir?"
The black driver cheered up and asked when he saw the business coming.
"Find me a place with the highest quality, the best life, and the most women."
Ye Qingyang casually took out a 100-dollar bill and handed it over. The black driver's eyes lit up and he quickly took the bill and kissed it.
"No problem, look at you!"
After saying that, he stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, causing the tires to rub against the ground and create a trail of smoke, and then the taxi jumped out like an arrow.
When we arrived at the location, it was an underground nightclub in Brooklyn, New York. It didn't look like much on the outside, and the decoration was ordinary. There were only a few red English letters flashing neon lights.
"A woman's treasure?"
Little Spider looked at the signboard and was a little confused. Didn't Mr. Shitdako just say he was here to have fun? Why did he end up at the confinement club
Ye Qingyang's eyesight went dark and he almost fell down. He slapped the little spider on the back of the head angrily.
"This is a home away from home, you bumpkin."
When I opened the door of the nightclub, there were actually two tall and strong black bodyguards at the door. They made sure they had no weapons and then let them go.
As soon as he entered the nightclub, a huge wave of sound mixed with hot air hit his face. It was freezing outside, but the temperature inside was at least 20 degrees. The little spider woke up from the wine all of a sudden and was feeling hot all over. sweat.
There are at least more than 100 lights on the ceiling, each beam emitting a different color. They are constantly arranged and combined, and their formations are also changing.
As soon as the two people entered, they were immediately affected by the lights, music and alluring dance moves of the nightclub. Little Spider's eyes widened, for fear of missing something.
Having lived for more than twenty years, this is the first time I have seen this kind of scene.
Ye Qingyang took Little Spider to sit on the bar and ordered two cocktails. Little Spider had not yet adapted to the craziness here. He held the cocktail in his hand to hide his inner nervousness, and had nowhere to put his hands.
Ye Qingyang took out a wad of US dollars from his pocket, threw it on the table, and shouted at the bartender
"Whoever can make this little brother of mine reach the peak of manhood tonight will have this money!"
The bartender's eyes lit up. This wad of U.S. dollars amounted to at least four to five thousand dollars, which was enough to cover his monthly salary. He knew that the person coming was a rich man, so he quickly sent a message to the bar group.
"Girls, here are two big guys. Come on. Whether you can make money or not depends on your ability."
Within five minutes, two tall European and American girls with long legs and big boobs squeezed out from the center of the dance floor. Both of them were wearing cool clothes. Ye Qingyang looked at them. The skirts covered the top of the thighs at most, just enough to cover the raised buttocks. .
One of the beauties sat on the seat next to Ye Qingyang. When Erlang raised her legs, Ye Qingyang could see a flash of white.
The little spider's facial features were sharp, and his face was flushed with embarrassment. The beauty called him handsome while running his hands on his shirt. He seemed to have been cast a restraining spell and did not dare to move at all.
"She's still a baby."
The beauty stretched out her tongue and circled it around her mouth.
Ye Qingyang has no interest in this kind of thing now. It's not that they are not good-looking, but it's just that Ye Qingyang has no interest in taking this kind of bus that demands everything.
Just kidding, there is a beautiful Asian nanny at home, a lover like Sophie Marceau outside, plus a sweet and cute little secretary, there are six of them in total.
I don’t bring the same thing every week, so I have to give the chickens a holiday at the weekend.
Ye Qingyang touched the arm of the beautiful woman leaning on him. It was young and smooth, and she must not be more than 25 years old.