Chapter 483 Is He Crying?

“Hidingfromtherainandsnow

TryingtoforgetbutIwon'tletgo

Lookingatacrowdedstreet

Listeningtomyownheartbea…………”

A resident singer in the Qing Bar was singing affectionately. On the night of the first day of the Lunar New Year, there was a sense of desolation everywhere. In Shanghai, where the foreign population accounts for a large proportion, during the Chinese New Year, people go home. , and therefore became somewhat empty.

This era is an era in which human beings receive an explosion of information but suffer from spiritual emptiness and pallor. Many people are wondering why they go through so much trouble to return home at this time of year.

But no matter how much you don't understand in your heart, no matter how much you resist, you still have to go home when you should go home. After all, day after day, whether fast-paced or leisurely, the same life always has to make some changes at the end of the year. I always wanted to give myself a new start, so I followed the tide and went home to celebrate the New Year.

Xie Zhen was sitting in a corner of the Qing Bar. There were not many people in the Qing Bar, but it was not much less than usual. The owner of the Qing Bar was a person who was very good at doing business. He had already started to build momentum on Weibo a few years ago. Invite young people who can't go home for the New Year to come to your bar and promise free drinks.

Of course, the boss will not do a loss-making business. If you don't go home during the Chinese New Year, you won't open the store just to sing about your loneliness and separation. Drinks are free, but the waiter will directly ask you what kind of snacks you want. Those snacks are comparable to It's usually much more expensive, of course, and those who have the time to come here won't be stingy about it.

The result is that the business of Qingba owners can maintain its previous level during the off-season during the Chinese New Year, and these young people who have not returned home in Shanghai can have a place to gather together and kill time.

Xie Zhen didn't move the coffee and snacks in front of him at all. He just sat there quietly and listened to the song.

Xie Zhen is not from Shanghai, or even from Jiangsu and Zhejiang. His hometown is in Liaoning, but he worked hard in Shanghai a long time ago and later met his boss.

Home, it doesn't mean anything to me whether I can go back or not. My parents are long gone, and my only sister has her own family, so I have no intention of going back.

For the audience, many things can actually be taken lightly, including family ties.

"It's raining."

I don’t know who in the bar said something;

Xie Zhen looked out the window, and saw that it was raining lightly, injecting a touch of moisture into the already cold air.

He stood up, walked out of the bar, stretched out his hand, straightened his suit, and then walked slowly into the rain.

"What a strange man."

Opposite the Qing Bar is a hotel. Behind the window of one side of the hotel room, stands a young man with a bruised nose and swollen face. The young man has many bandages on his body and looks very miserable.

That's right, this is Count Char.

After being beaten by Su Baihai more than a month ago, he has not left Shanghai yet, but continues to stay here. I have to say that his courage is really commendable.

Standing next to Count Schaer is Gu Fan. Gu Fan is wearing a black pullover and a pair of Nike sneakers. This outfit seems to be deliberately hiding his identity. After all, when Gu Fan went out in the past, , Meticulous suits and leather collars are a must.

"There are many people like this in Shanghai." Gu Fan reminded.

"Haha, I don't need you to remind me." Earl Shar pointed at his face, "This Earl was beaten like this by your friend."

After saying that, Earl Char left the window, picked up a glass of whiskey on the table, and took a sip. The strong wine flowed down his throat and into his lungs, giving him a refreshing feeling.

"So, do you want to stay here to take revenge?" Gu Fan asked.

Earl Shar shook his head, "I was beaten because I was not strong enough to beat him. I deserved to be beaten like this. If I stayed here just to be a poisonous snake waiting for revenge, then you don't think so of me either." I’m too idle. Boring things like revenge are really not suitable for me. On the other hand, you seem to be a little depressed, what’s wrong?”

"It's also quite embarrassing. It's Chinese New Year, so let's not talk about it. Do you still have a cup? Can you buy me a drink?"

Earl Char poured whiskey into an empty glass next to him. The glass floated and fell into Gu Fan's hand.

"You Chinese people's attitude towards the New Year is just like the attitude of ancient Greek city-states towards the Olympic Games. During the New Year, any conflicts or even wars can be put aside for the time being." Earl Char took another sip of wine, and then He yawned, obviously a little tired, and this was also a gesture to ask the guests to leave.

Gu Fan smoothed his clothes and said seriously: "My former friends now know my identity as a Western listener."

"Isn't this great? You are already a member of our Western circle, but you made your own choice at the beginning." Earl Schaer said noncommittally.

"Earl Shar, do you want to confirm whether that woman will come back?" Gu Fan asked.

"This is not a problem you need to worry about." Earl Shar said very straightforwardly.

"This time the broadcast was suspended for three months. The purpose was simply to concentrate on dealing with the group of people who left about a year ago. And that woman gave you a big nightmare at the time, so you Western circles are very I want to know as soon as possible whether she can come back and whether she has died there."

"Then, what do you want to explain?" Earl Shar shrugged, with a playful smile on his lips.

"Are they coming back by train?" Gu Fan asked.

Earl Shar blinked in surprise, "How could a person of your level know this? I was also informed of this by someone above me."

"It was just a coincidence. I planned to book a high-speed rail ticket the day before yesterday, but the payment failed no matter what. Later, I asked a subordinate to help me book it. He told me that there was no high-speed rail car at the time I saw.

Things that ordinary people can't see, or can't notice at all but can be seen by listeners, should be the reason why the broadcast is deliberately set up. "

Gu Fan took out his mobile phone, opened a ticket purchasing app, and said: "Right here, there is a train from Xi'an to Shanghai at eight o'clock every morning. It runs every day. The audience cannot buy it. Ordinary people can't buy it." Missing, and since you, Earl, have stayed in Shanghai and have not left, I will make a bold guess that that group of people should have come back on this train that does not exist at all.

As for which day it is at eight o'clock in the morning, I don't know, but I think it won't be too late. The radio said it was off the air for three months. Now more than two months have passed. It should be around this time. . "

"Actually, there's not much difference between you knowing it and not knowing it." Earl Schaer tilted his head slightly, and then said with a smile: "I'm sorry, I am a patient who needs to rest."

Gu Fan said goodbye, got off the elevator, and walked out of the hotel. When he walked to his car parked on the side of the road outside, a young man in a straight suit and gold-rimmed glasses was standing on the other side of the road looking at him.

"You're not far away." Gu Fan greeted calmly.

Jie Zhen shook his head, looked at Gu Fan, and then looked up at the hotel above.

Didn't say anything,

It’s not that I have nothing to say,

But too lazy to speak.

………………

Ying Ying'er's studio had almost turned into a freezer at this time. Ying Ying'er even had to take out her fur and wrap it around her body. She huddled in the corner with frost on her eyebrows. , is shivering.

She was so cold, she was so cold;

However, she did not leave, because she had no reason to leave. If her client, her patient, had an accident during treatment, she, the doctor, the therapist, naturally had no reason to leave first.

only,

"It's really cold."

There were already many wine bottles at Yingying'er's feet, which she drank to keep warm. The heating system in the room seemed to be unable to withstand the pressure and had broken down.

"Wake up quickly." Ying Ying'er whispered, she really couldn't bear the low temperature anymore.

Two drops of blood had already flowed out of the jade bottle in the belt of Su Bai's trousers. They were integrated into Su Bai's body one after another, helping Su Bai stimulate blood memory. At this time, the third drop of blood seemed to start to become restless. There was a strange aura that seemed to be breaking out of a cocoon, which was obviously different from the first two drops of blood.

However, when it just dripped out of the jade bottle, a hand suddenly stretched out and held the jade bottle. A layer of zombie evil energy instantly covered the entire jade bottle, repairing the cracked wall of the bottle.

The last drop of blood hit the wall of the bottle, but the wall remained motionless. In the end, it could only stop and became quiet, with a strong sense of unwillingness!

Yingying'er was finally relieved at this time and almost shed tears. It was not that she was worried about Su Bai, but because of a kind of professionalism or professional bottom line, she did not allow herself to leave the patient whose condition was unknown.

Therefore, Su Bai slowly sitting up from the bed at this time was a kind of relief for her. She stood up staggeringly. She wanted to leave here. She wanted to find a steam room to steam herself. The cold will make up for it.

"You're awake." Yingyinger walked towards Su Bai while rubbing her hands.

Then she stopped,

The man in front of me did not have the joy of regaining consciousness, nor did he respond to his words, nor did he even have the slightest feedback from his eyes.

It seemed that he was still immersed in the dream he had just had and had not yet fully "awakened", but his body language and his breath were clearly signs that he had fully woken up;

A few moments,

Two lines of bloody tears flowed from the corners of Su Bai's eyes.

he,

is crying?