His cheek rested on his left hand, his head was half-slanted, and he hummed along with the singer softly, not like meeting the enemy at all.
Cheng Hanliang sat quietly opposite him.
"As time goes by, the wanderer is hurt and wandering."
"Fun at home, the scene is like yesterday."
These two lines were sung so tenderly by the pretty beauty that even the hard-hearted couldn't help but move. Li Langyu raised the corner of her mouth and turned her head, her eyes bright and bright, "Is it good?" He asked Cheng Hanliang.
Cheng Hanliang looked at him, his eyes were innocent, and after a few seconds, he replied, "It's nice.
Li Langyu raised the tip of his nose and raised his eyebrows cutely, "Speaking of which, we are quite the same on certain matters. Back in Guangzhou, I asked you, there is a desperate situation in this world, you said no, as long as you dare to Going down is not a desperate situation. I still remember this sentence."
Cheng Hanliang showed an imperceptible smile and said, "So are you planning to go on?"
Li Langyu looked at him, a sharp edge flashed across his eyes, "Why not?"
Cheng Hanliang laughed and turned to face him, "But have you ever thought that the road you are taking is also a desperate situation?" He stared at this proud and fearless but stupid young man, unable to say it was sympathy Still mocking.
Li Langyu shrugged and replied in a relaxed tone, "Then give it a try."
After a long time, Cheng Hanliang turned his scrutiny back. The small table on the first floor had been replaced by an old storyteller. The street pavilion was lost. Zhuge Liang slashed Ma Su with tears. look up.
"Where is Lan Lan?" He asked with a low breath.
Li Langyu was peeling the shell of a boiled shrimp on the plate. He was quite meticulous. He casually said, "Senior Sister Cheng is doing well now."
Cheng Hanliang's eyes were cold, and his five fingers were tightly curled together, "Lang Yu, I don't think I am a good person. You, let it go." It was the biggest concession he could make.
The shrimp had been peeled clean, and the fresh, fat and soft white flesh was as clear as jade. Li Langyu clamped the shrimp tail, dipped it in vinegar, and handed it to Cheng Hanliang with a simple smile in his eyes.
Cheng Hanliang frowned, as if thinking.
"Why, don't you dare, for fear of me poisoning?" He took it back and gave it to himself, Cheng Hanliang grabbed his wrist at this moment and bit down on his slender fingers.
The sour-soaked shrimp tasted crispy and tender, but the half dish was too much vinegar, and the tongue was a bit astringent. Li Langyu filled the two cups with tea and took a sip. Cheng Hanliang hesitated a little and did the same.
There was applause from the visitors downstairs, and Li Langyu said calmly, "The first time I spoke to Senior Sister was in the library, she was reading a book by herself, and it was raining heavily outside, so I deliberately took her umbrella and waited until When the time was almost up, I went back and lied that it was urgent. She had no doubts about my words, and then I sent her to the door of the dormitory to apologize. Of course, I didn't tell her, in fact, I knew for a long time that she was every day. When I go to the library, I know that she leaves very late every time, and I know that she is very well-bred and will not refuse anyone."
Cheng Hanliang heard the words and said coldly, "You are really patient enough."
Li Langyu narrowed his eyes and turned his ruthless gaze towards him, "You should tell yourself this."
He continued to recall things related to Cheng Lan, and he didn't care about exposing the purposeful relationships in the past.
In fact, Cheng Hanliang's face changed abruptly, not only the kind of extreme hatred, but also the pain on his face. He covered his chest, stared at Li Langyu coldly, his throat moved violently, and said three times in a row, "You "Character.
Li Langyu quickly pulled the curtain of the compartment, and the narrow space suddenly became dark. That's it, the shrimp is not poisonous, the vinegar is not poisonous, the poison is in the tea, that's what he doesn't like. The teapot on the table was specially prepared by him, the "two-hearted pot", which is best used here.
He looked at the man in front of him dying and struggling, staggering and wanting to stand up, swaying. But it doesn't work, it's just a matter of time.
He kept stepping back to ensure that he was at a safe distance, and his eyes were like iron nails into the wood, holding on to each other.
Finally, after a while, there was no movement.
There were lively shouts outside the curtain, and a dead silence inside the curtain.
Li Langyu froze in place, in a kind of trance, he even forgot how to move his legs, his shoulders rose and fell slightly, and he felt suffocated in his chest. He took a step forward, his legs were not like himself, and then two or three steps, he came to Cheng Hanliang's side. The man was lying on the table, not moving.
So, is Cheng Hanliang dead? Has he finally relieved his hatred
Li Langyu shuddered involuntarily, panting and inhaling rapidly, as if he had been poisoned too.
After a long time, still no action.
He finally let go of his courage and reached out to touch Cheng Hanliang's face, which was still warm. Although it was unbelievable, he was a little more at ease, and his anger came along.
Just when he was about to withdraw his hand, he glanced down unintentionally, and a pool of water stains on the ground suddenly scorched his eyes. He raised his heart sharply, white light flashed in his head, and when he secretly screamed bad, the "dead" man suddenly opened his eyes, and a rapid explosion pressed him on the table. Teapots, saucers and cups rolled all over the floor, shattering extremely thoroughly.
Cheng Hanliang grabbed his throat, held the gun to his forehead, and said viciously, "You little bastard!"
The author has something to say: two-hearted pots, pots that can hold two kinds of liquids, some according to the direction of the lid, some according to the closed mouth, you can pour out the desired liquid in a targeted manner. Set the mentally handicapped, read and count.
Chapter Nineteen
Xiao Yehou had been in the car for two full hours, and the winter wind was overwhelming outside. He couldn't help but retract his hands into his sleeves and glanced at the teahouse store from time to time. The car window was gradually covered with white mist, and after a while, it was so cloudy that it was impossible to see.
Cheng Hanliang and Li Langyu were on the left and right, their bodies were very close, their expressions were strange, and their postures were strange. When the person approached, Xiaoye saw that Cheng Hanliang was grabbing Li Langyu's arm and a gun was placed on his waist. He opened his mouth in surprise, as if caught by a fishbone.
"Where is she?" Cheng Hanliang pushed Li Langyu into the car with the gun still aimed at him.
Li Langyu glanced sideways, tidying up the pleated clothes, "The place is far away, I forgot the name of the road."
"If you forget your name, you should remember how to go." Cheng Hanliang asked him to guide him, and Xiaoye had already held the steering wheel.
Li Langyu said, "Let me go."
Xiaoye asked Cheng Hanliang for advice, and exchanged places with Li Langyu after obtaining consent.
The back was blocked by a gun hole, and the right side was staring at him. Li Langyu drove with his head down, looked up at the rear-view mirror, and caught Cheng Hanliang's line of sight. Get rid of him immediately. But Li Langyu knew that for Cheng Lan, he would not do anything to himself for the time being.
Xiaoye on the side was a little uncomfortable. The stuffy atmosphere in the car made him very embarrassed. There were no people inside or outside.
Li Langyu drove all the way, remembering the route in his head, and when he reached the fork on the way to Qing'an Garden, he turned a corner and entered the left.
According to the description of the driver yesterday, there should be a factory here.
He lowered his eyelids and glanced at the door handle beside him, rehearsing the movements silently in his mind. Just like running and sprinting, he needed a good feeling.
The car was going uphill, and when it was about the middle, Li Langyu finally saw the factory. Black burn marks climbed up the white brick wall, and smoke was discharged from the nozzle. The farther you go, the more you can see the whole picture. Outside the factory, there are many oil drums haphazardly placed, some of which fell to the ground, and the oil smells along the wind.
Li Langyu pretended to be unwell, coughed a few times, and then covered her nose with her left hand.
Arriving at Pinglu, which is only one kilometer away from the factory, he asked Xiaoye to spray some fragrance.
Xiaoye stretched out his hand to the front seat of the car, just like this, Li Langyu checked the time, suddenly increased the accelerator, everyone leaned back, he turned the steering wheel to the maximum, let the car deviate from the normal trajectory, and opened the door with his left hand. In a whirlwind, he jumped down.
"Fourth Master, Uncle jumped off!"
"Hold the car!"
Xiaoyeyan rushed to the main driver's seat, trying to control the direction, but the road slipped, and the car body had crashed into the pile of containers and oil drums. Xiaoye tried to start the car, but it kept stalling. At this moment, Cheng Hanliang ordered him not to move any more, a smell of scorched smoke entered the car, the sharp turn just now caused the tires to rub sparks on the oil paved road, and the temperature immediately rose.
Leaflet went to push the car door, but couldn't open it at all. Cheng Hanliang held his breath, made a decisive decision, and smashed it!
After Li Langyu got up from the ground, half of his clothes were in tatters, and a piece of skin was scraped off his arms, knees and legs, exposing the blood-red surface, which was mixed with gravel and pebbles, and the right ankle seemed to be twisted. Muscles and bones, unable to run fast for a while, can only endure the pain to walk.
He stumbled to the fork, and a car happened to stop in front of him. The driver in a black felt hat asked him, sir, do you want help
"Go to the South Railway Station!" Li Langyu rushed into the car, the driver lowered the brim of his hat and stepped far away.
At this moment, there was a rumbling explosion behind him, black smoke was rising from the sky in the west, and pedestrians on the road looked up. Yes