Behind the disappointment, there will always be something called despair, and it will never be derived from another emotion, this is all the thoughts in Mu Changqing's heart at this moment, for a moment, he suddenly wanted to let go of all his insistence, because as long as he let go, the shackles are not shackles, and liberation is real liberation.

But why, this thing that seems to be easy to let go, this thing that often gives him all kinds of torture, but at the moment of letting go, there will be that very special and special feeling, obviously not getting anything, but it seems to have lost everything.

He asked himself if the path he took was a clear conscience, but in the end, he was in a trance or hesitated for a while, he inexplicably remembered the young man, and he suddenly understood that the fool that everyone thought was actually not stupid at all, and the real fool seemed to be chasing some illusory them.

Although they already have everything, only Mu Changqing knows that he is not doing well, it is a kind of suffering that cannot be suppressed in his heart, but some subtle helplessness and sadness, backlogged, and one day it will explode because of a non-existent thing.

However, the sad thing is that in the eyes of most people, this is just a neurosis, but Mu Changqing knows very well that it is just that all the sadness cannot find a gap, and as a normal person's final struggle, everything is not ridiculous, but it is a little sad.

There was no word on both sides of the phone, he silently put down the phone, with a thousand emotions in his heart, but he couldn't say anything, he just looked at the water blue umbrella on the side, and muttered: "How did you survive back then?"

Shui Qingyu still had a calm face, this woman seemed to be missing most of the human feelings, she shook her head slightly and said: "It will eventually pass, those very important things, under the polishing of the years, will one day become very worthless." ”

She knew that she was deceiving Mu Changqing, because some things could not be polished by the years.

And Mu Changqing may also know that she is lying to him, but in the end he nodded silently, and with this city, it is crumbling.

Keep telling yourself that everything will pass, everything will disappear, and there is always one thing that cannot be avoided, that is, after the smoke disappears, there will always be a lonely person to bear all this.

The same story takes place in every corner of this city, simple and helpless.

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Before it got dark, the Guo family's villa gradually became lively, but the atmosphere was still so depressing, as if there was a haze on top of this prosperity.

Wang Tingyun, who was standing at the door, was smoking a cigarette, and on the side was the bald Geng Han, these two thugs who were in the top five in the Guo family, like two door gods, were guarding in front of the villa, which shows the importance of this banquet tonight.

In the spacious living room on the first floor, there was a large long white porcelain table that had not been touched for a long time, and a lot of delicacies had been placed on it, and Aunt Dong was still busy with a helper in the kitchen.

At the bottom of this large long table, several young people in formal suits were already seated.

Followed by Guo Qinglong, Guo Qingzhu, Guo Qinghai, Guo Qingyun, these four young people are the core of the new generation of the Guo family, although they are not mortals in appearance, but they do not give that too amazing feeling, perhaps this is the reason why Guo Qihu is melancholy.

The Guo family's generation, there is nothing really unsupportable, even the most expensive Guo Qinghai, is not so hopeless, this is a very fortunate thing, but among these various aspects of excellence, he can't find a particularly top-notch existence, and the Guo family is also lacking such a banner of existence.

These four young people who can be called the big young people in the capital are sitting one by one at this moment, Guo Qinglong has restrained his tiger spirit, and Guo Qinghai is not as invincible as usual, maybe they know in their hearts what kind of weight this banquet has.

The last to go downstairs was Guo Qingzi, he glanced at the long table, and sat silently in the last position, which was also beside Guo Qingyun, compared to these four brothers in suits and leather shoes, Guo Qingzi, who was wearing black leather jacket jeans and casual clothes, looked very raunchy, and there was no stubble on his face, and he had an unusually vicissitudes of life, as if he was a little older than his brothers.

The four of them looked at Guo Qingzi, the only one who went to visit Guo Yinling, Guo Qingyun seemed to want to ask something, but in the end he didn't take the lead to break the silence, and tried to make a look of indifference.

Instead, Guo Qingzi took out a box of uncommon Yellow Crane Towers from his arms, took out one himself, and then threw the remaining half of the box to Guo Qingzi and said, "Taste it." ”

Guo Qingzi glanced at the cigarette in front of him, and did not touch it, but took out a box of nephrite streams from his arms at ease, popped one out and lit it next to his mouth, silent like a stuffy oil bottle.

Guo Qinglong didn't care at all, maybe he knew Guo Qingzi's alternative temper too well, and Guo Qingzhu and Guo Qinghai on the table also lit their own cigarettes, but Guo Qingyun sat with his waist straight, which seemed to be an anomaly.

However, this is the Guo family that is not lacking in the most outliers, like this level, it will not be noticeable for a long time, Guo Qinglong flicked a long cigarette ash into the ashtray, and said seemingly inadvertently: "Our sister, how is it?"

Although it seems to be a very breezy question, the faces of the five young people at the table are different, and Guo Qingzhu's smoking action has also stopped, just looking at this Guo Qingzi, in fact, he is also very curious about how Guo Yinling is now, because of the screams last night, but he has heard the longest.

Guo Qingzi took a slow puff of cigarette and said in a seemingly unwavering voice: "I lost half my life and left five scars, but I didn't say anything." ”

Everyone's expressions froze, as if it was because what Guo Qingzi said was a bit illusory, because they all knew very well what this scar represented.

The cigarette butt in Guo Qinglong's hand fell on the table, but he still didn't notice it, he still clearly remembered that he felt the so-called devil's kiss mark once after making a big mistake, but just then, he really felt that kind of thing that might be more painful than death.

And Guo Qingzi actually said that there were five scars, which made Guo Qinglong completely unable to imagine what kind of pain it was, just thinking about it, his face turned pale.

Except for Guo Qinglong at the table, the expressions of the remaining three people were also extraordinarily exciting, followed by a deathly silence.