The collision of feelings and reality can always make people hear broken voices, whether the former or the latter, it will only bring deep pain.

Xu Qian stood in place, her mind was blank, she who was going to fight for Guo Yinling a second ago, her body stiffened when she heard the name Qingshan, although she only had such a daughter, she also only had such a son.

Guo Bojun looked at Xu Qian, who was engaged in a fierce psychological struggle, and his eyes were also a little distressed, but he still withdrew the love for his children in his heart, and said again: "Yinling is already like this, even if you cry dry tears in front of the old man's door, what can you do? ”

Xu Qian stood motionless, as if something in her heart was slowly collapsing, and she felt that she had betrayed Guo Yinling.

Guo Bojun walked up to Xu Qian, slowly held her hand, and then murmured: "For Yinling, marrying into the Li family is not a bad thing, and now the entire Guo family is monitoring her every move, you can rest assured, there will be no more chaos." ”

Xu Qian's body snuggled up to Guo Bojun's body, as if she might fall down at any time, and she said with tears in her eyes: "I failed her, I am not a competent mother." ”

Guo Bojun shook his head slightly, put one hand around her thin shoulder, and said: "I'll be the bad guy, you just need to watch from afar, I'll send her away, you didn't do anything wrong, you can do this, you have done your best." ”

Xu Qian felt Guo Bojun's warmth, she knew that Guo Bojun was also tormented in her heart, but as a little woman, what could she give to this man? Over the years, she had never heard of love for her in this man's mouth, and her wedding had never had anything called love, but when it came to boiling this long-term companionship into a habit, those small hatreds and small grudges really didn't matter.

She hoped that Guo Yinling would be like this, and she would be able to let go of her attachment in the years, although for Guo Yinling, all this was too cruel.

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The night fell, but this city did not calm down, even in the remote corners far from the bustling area, it seems that all the time, there are people in the dark premeditated, thinking about change, but most of them have not taken a step forward in their lives.

Approaching the long-distance bus station on the outskirts of the capital, a man dressed very suspiciously mixed in the crowd, which was like a primitive person's dress, attracting a burst of sideways, and the surrounding people all focused their eyes on this wild man, looking at it unscrupulously.

And this man, as if ignoring these strange gazes, seemed to walk out of the bus station naturally, and then stepped into the city in the real sense.

After two years, he stepped into this bustling city again, this time, he pinned a jug of wine with less than half a catty of wine to his waist, carried a silver bell that no longer ringed, and looked up with a face full of vicissitudes, the tall buildings that pierced the sky in the distance, as if looking at another world.

Last time, he came for a woman, and this time it was the same, which inevitably made people think of a bad story, which hurt his mind, and he thought the same way, seemingly unhurried, but in fact, his heart was burning like fire.

At this time, it was already dark, next to the long-distance bus station, he found a dilapidated small hotel, the innkeeper looked at such a number one person with a look of surprise, and felt suspicious in his eyes, but there was no reason not to do business, and collected his 200 deposit, and after repeatedly confirming the genuine money at this time, he threw the strangely dressed man a key with a number.

"Boss, I need a pair of scissors. Taking the key, Abin said in a gentle tone, as if he didn't care at all about the boss's extremely strange eyes, he knew very well that if he made a slight out-of-the-ordinary move here, this cautious boss would definitely call the police.

The boss listened to the strange man's fairly gentle voice, took out a small pair of scissors from the cabinet, and did not choose to hand it directly to the man, but put it on the counter and pushed it in front of Ah Bin's eyes.

Abin picked up the scissors and said thank you very respectfully, which was like two extremes compared to his dress.

After speaking, he took the key and went upstairs, walked through the dark staircase, in the deepest part of the third floor, he found his room, did not complain anything, opened the wooden door that could not even withstand a kick, the creaking sound of this wooden door, really did not give people any sense of security, but in such a crowded city, although it was outside the fifth ring road, it was not easy to spend a hundred yuan to find such a place to take a shower.

It seems to be the shadow side under this colorful color, this kind of mixed place, can be seen everywhere in this city, and some indigenous people living at the bottom of society rely on this darkness to survive.

Therefore, the more dazzling the lights, the more beautiful the city, and the more unsightly the things that lurk in the dark.

Closing the useless wooden door, Ah Bin slowly exhaled, through the cracked window, in this remote place, you can just look at the bustling night scene of the capital, although it is not a long distance, but it is such a distance, but it is enough for a small person to climb and struggle for a lifetime.

It's a bit ironic, but Abin can finally take a breath, this journey is really not easy with the flow of people gathering here, but now, at least he can take a shower and close his eyes together.

Putting down the snakeskin bag that is not too heavy, and taking off this costume that is suitable for the mountains but not suitable for this other forest, Abin is rarely a little relaxed, but the sequelae left by the fight with Xu Huasheng are still tormenting him from time to time, perhaps this is also the reason why the drunken third hand is destined not to ascend to the hall of elegance, because ordinary people simply can't bear the price paid after gaining strength, which is a completely disproportionate price.

But despite this, Abin is still content, because he knows very well that this river and lake is full of too many things that cannot be reciprocated even if you pay.

Sure enough, as he expected, this so-called shower, the water heater has long been broken, and can only use cold water, which is quite acceptable in this early autumn season, and Ah Bin is under the perverted threat of Guo Yegun, but in the big winter of Xiaoxing'an Mountains, he pricked a fierce son into the frozen river, this level of cold, Ah Bin has long been used to it, and the toss of the past two years has made him almost numb.

Taking a bath under the icy water, Abin looked at himself in the mirror, covered in gorgeous scars, if the wounds can be called art, then he is undoubtedly the most vicissitudes of life in the world.

He counted the wounds added in the past two years, looked at his unsightly exorcism, and sighed a little, this body seems to have never had a good life since he followed him.

And what he expects now is undoubtedly that this scarred body can last for a few more years, at least until he finishes what he needs to do.

After looking around at his wounds, Abin picked up the scissors given to him by the little boss, and cut off his long hair skillfully, which is a craft he has learned since he grew up in the mountains, that is, to clean himself up.

cut off his hair little by little, and finally turned into a flat head with some pits, and the face buried by bangs was finally clearly visible.

Looking at the face with four scars in the mirror, Abin could only sigh, he seems to be old, and the vicissitudes of life make him feel strange, perhaps because in the difficult environment of Xiaoxinganling, it is extremely difficult to see his appearance clearly.

The reason why he cut off his hair is not that Abin taboos those eyes that look at him, but that the purpose of his trip does not allow him to be too eye-catching, he must be low-key, the more he looks like a normal person, but this scar is really too conspicuous.

He wore a small pair of pants, and pulled through the snakeskin bag to the white baseball cap, and put on a low-down brim, just enough to hide the two scars on his forehead, and the scar under his left eye was not as conspicuous, but the only thing that was difficult was the huge scar on his chin.

He felt bitter, because this scar was left by his battle with Guo Yegun, at that moment, Guo Yegun almost killed him, and he felt frustrated when he thought about it, nearly 100 battles in the past two years, he had never won Guo Yegun, and even the situation of causing threats was very rare.

Even if Guo Yegun has old wounds on his body, even if he is hollowed out by tobacco and alcohol, Guo Yegun is still an invincible existence in Ah Bin's mind, this is the strength of that drunk, so strong that Ah Bin feels for a while that he may not be Guo Yegun's opponent in his life, and in Guo Ye's gun, he has heard that sentence, in this capital, except for the three martial artists, can beat him, more than two hands, and he is at the peak.

This made Abin a little suspicious, how strong a person can be, or how huge this rivers and lakes and this era are.

While thinking about this, his body was also dried by the cool breeze pouring in from the slightly open window, he sat down on the bed, and once again dug out his copycat mobile phone from the snakeskin bag that he had been honorably laid off in the past two years, and finally found the power supply from the room, and rushed to the power with a tentative mentality.

This is like Xiaoqiang's general mobile phone vitality, it seems to be more tenacious than the vitality of his master, the screen lights up again, Abin is a little happy, just like a primitive person found a torch, thinking that he got the whole world, but he doesn't know how many years he has been abandoned by this world, there is a bit of black humor, and it makes people feel ironic.

And living outside this century of exertion, is he really abandoned?