[Take a walk with me on the streets of Joto]

【Oh...】

[Don't stay until all the lights are out]

[You'll pull my sleeves, I'll put my hands in my trouser pockets]

[Walk to the end of Yulin Road and sit at the door of the tavern]

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When Hu Yang got out of the car and stood on Yulin West Road, he couldn't help but think of this song.

Dimmly lit streetlights lined the road, some of which had been blocked by the dense foliage of the trees.

But they are all quietly waiting for the countless people who pass by here, lighting the way forward for them.

The dim lighting adds a hazy beauty to Yulin Road.

The light from the shops on both sides of the road shone on the road, creating a long shadow.

Hu Yang put his hand in his pocket and walked forward slowly.

I heard the loud voices of several tables at the barbecue stall not far away, and the crisp sound of beer bottles colliding.

Looking over there, this may be ordinary and real life.

There is some envy and yearning, but it does not mean that he will live such a day after day.

Soon, Hu Yang came to the place he was going to be tonight - the tavern.

The logo of a hand with a downward protrusion and crooked joints has been hanging on Yulin West Road for more than 20 years.

That's right, it's not on Yulin Road, it's on Yulin West Road.

At the same time, it is not at the end, it is in the middle of Yulin West Road.

He stood outside the door, looking up at the light reflecting the plaque with the word "tavern" in pale yellow, giving people a very quiet and tranquil feeling.

Push the door and walk in, it's not big inside, and there are not many people.

There's a ballad of this world in it, a very soothing kind.

The guests were drinking and chatting in twos and threes, and they were not as loud as some bars in the capital.

It's more about lowering your head and slowly tasting the wine, enjoying the slow-paced life unique to Rongcheng.

As soon as Hu Yang sat down, a waiter came over.

"Bring me a bottle of tavern. Before she could speak, Hu Yang commanded.

Bistro is both the name of this little bar and one of their signature beers.

Very cheap and delicious.

Hu Yang sits at a bar table covered with brown glass, which is also printed with pictures of famous singers singing on stage.

I also saw several familiar people on it.

I thought about it for a while, took out my phone and took a picture.

The waiter who was delivering wine to Populus euphratica looked at him several times, and the puzzled expression in his eyes was clear.

The same expression as the driver.

Hu Yang picked up the tavern and smiled at her.

And then ignore it.

Seeing the bottle of tavern, the waiter smiled awkwardly.

She also thought that she had recognized the wrong person, how could Zhen Hu Yang drink this kind of wine, at least she had to drink XO or something.

No one bothered, and no one dared to believe that Populus euphratica would appear here.

Quietly drinking wine, listening to the strange and familiar sounds around me.

His mind went back eleven years ago.

At that time, he had not yet graduated, and he brought Song Wenxian here, and they were drinking in a tavern at that time.

Due to family reasons, she never drank alcohol.

When I asked her what she wanted to drink, I ordered a beer with the same name as the tavern.

Thinking of her curious and eager look, the corners of Hu Yang's mouth couldn't help but show a hint of a smile.

Finally, with his encouragement, he took a sip, and his white face instantly became rosy.

She also said that the taste was different from what she imagined, which was weird.

I thought she wouldn't drink it anymore, but as soon as the words fell, she picked up the bottle and took a sip gently.

He also touched Populus Hu proudly and said: You did it, I will ..... it at will

Thinking of her heroic appearance at the beginning, I didn't know that I thought what she said was: I did it, you are free.

Maybe I did something I wanted to do but didn't have the courage to do.

She was very excited that night, saying that Song Wenzhi had secretly drunk her father-in-law's wine and was beaten up by her father.

also warned the three sisters that if they dared to drink, don't blame him for being ruthless.

It's better for girls to be drunk so much, it's not safe.

Of course, the father-in-law's role as an example of the monkey still played a big role.

At least Song Wenxian is obedient, and her sister-in-law Song Wenjing is not afraid of her father at all, because of her personality.

Hu Yang remembered that night, she drank a bottle of tavern, and her whole face was red, like a ripe apple, so that Hu Yang couldn't help but kiss it several times.

He drank wine and reminisced about their past.

Everything is vivid, as if it were yesterday.

Glancing at the empty position on the left, a helpless sigh sounded from the depths of Populus euphratica's heart.

The past cannot be traced, only the river of longing.

Populus euphratica's left hand on the table couldn't help but tap gently, the rhythm was soothing, and the artistic conception was beautiful and nostalgic.

The wine, after all, was drunk.

Looking at the empty bottle, as empty as his heart was at the moment.

Sighing again, Poplar left the tavern.

It was even more lively outside than it had been when he came.

Maybe it's because the nightlife is just beginning.

Listening to the singing from the small bars gathered here on both sides of the road, Hu Yang's mood seemed to be slightly better.

In Rongcheng in mid-October, the ginkgo biloba on both sides of the road also turned yellow.

Populus euphratica stretched out his hand to catch a withered yellow ginkgo leaf that was slowly falling from his eyes, and gently rubbed it.

Autumn has arrived, and it is time for the heavy snow to fall in winter.

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Just as Hu Yang's thoughts were free, a few shouts suddenly came from behind him.

"Brother, brother, so you are here, I thought you were gone. ”

Being disturbed, Hu Yang's brows furrowed slightly.

Turning around, he looked at the person calmly, and said in a calm tone, "Is there something wrong?"

"You.... You're poplar, no wonder you can make such a good rhythm. I didn't mean to eavesdrop, I was sitting behind you just now. He recognized the poplar.

"Well, what are you looking for me?" Hu Yang nodded indifferently.

He wasn't in the mood to talk too much to the man in front of him right now.

"I just wanted to ask you about it. Originally, he meant to buy the song he had just played from Populus Hu.

But recognizing it as Populus euphratica changed the story.

"I still have something at home, let's talk about it next time. After saying that, Hu Yang turned around and left.

He's not in a good mood right now, and he's been disturbed.

The man looked at the back of Hu Yang who left without hesitation, revealing a trace of remorse.

Recently, he was writing a song for a singer, and he was short of a title song.

The tune that Hu Yang played just now was very much in line with what he wanted.

If he is an ordinary person, he has many ways to get this song, but in the face of Populus euphratica, there is no effective means or method.

It's just that the current poplar is not something he can offend at all.

When I got home, my mother-in-law asked, "Did you go out for a drink?"

She drank a bottle of beer herself, and before she could speak, she smelled it.

Hu Yang couldn't help but sympathize and look at his father-in-law who was sitting on the sofa watching TV, it was so miserable!

"Well, I drank a bottle of beer, I didn't drink much, I was measured. Hu Yang smiled.

Qiao Jinwen nodded and didn't say much, she could smell how much poplar had drunk.

"Mom, I'll go take a shower first. Hu Yang said.

"Go ahead!" she said softly.

She knew that Hu Yang might think of her daughter before she ran out to drink.

Otherwise, with her knowledge of Populus euphratica, it is unlikely that she would suddenly go out for a drink.

ps: This is a check-in place to go to the city, many people go there just to take pictures and don't go in to sit, they have to queue up.

In addition, "chengdu" is a shielded word, not a deliberate typo.