December 31, 2019.

11 p.m.

On the top floor of Peninsula Coffee, a group of lonely and lonely people are gathering.

Today is the last day of 2019, which is New Year's Eve.

Every year on Chinese New Year's Eve, the Jiangzhou Municipal Government will hold a grand fireworks feast on the Liuyang River. The third floor of Peninsula Coffee is just right to have a panoramic view of the Liuyang River. It's deserted on weekdays, but tonight it's already crowded, and some people are even holding a New Year's Eve birthday party.

"You've really done anything?"

Yang Bingxue glanced at Liu Yang lightly, expressionless. As a waitress here, she is naturally well-informed.

There are more people pretending to be forced in the café every day, and last time there was a person wearing a big rusty gold watch and saying it was a Rolex. Half a month ago, someone bragged that he could fly, and he jumped from the third floor, and finally lay in the hospital for half a month, and his family brought a mental certificate when he took him back.

In Yang Bingxue's eyes, Liu Yang in front of him was no different from the person who bragged that he could fly.

Because she didn't believe that anyone had done anything, killing, setting fires, robbing homes...... It was all done by Jiang Yang's thieves, and the man in front of him was young and looked like a student.

"Of course. Liu Yang nodded, holding a transparent glass in both hands, but in the cup was amber wine.

Yang Bingxue glanced at Liu Yang and said unceremoniously: "Then have you ever killed someone?"

The opening is unusually sharp and sharp.

The answer is nothing more than two.

If Liu Yang dared to say that she had killed, then she would not hesitate to choose to call the police.

If he says no, doesn't that prove that he's a liar?

"Killed!" Liu Yang nodded seriously, his eyes seemed to be full of anger all of a sudden, and he said coldly: "I have killed all kinds of people. I've killed prostitutes standing on the streets, I've killed self-righteous social elites......"

Yang Bingxue was shocked.

Those eyes seemed to be filled with a cold aura.

At that moment, she actually believed the man in front of her a little.

"Then ......" Yang Bingxue's voice trembled a little, she cautiously walked towards Liu Yang, pointing to the TV hanging not far away, the TV was playing at the moment The President of the United States expressed New Year's wishes to the people of the world, and she asked: "Then have you seen the President of the United States?"

Liu Yang just glanced at it, and continued to stare down at the wine in the glass.

Yang Bingxue looked at Liu Yang curiously, this weirdo, a weirdo who was drinking in a café. He's really weird, different from others. The people who come to Peninsula Coffee are either here to pretend to be Wenqing, or to pretend to be literary and artistic, or to pretend to be rich people to pick up girls.

But.

The guy in front of him is completely different, a very simple jacket, a pair of black slim pants, and Converse's board shoes. It's handsome, but it's definitely not the master of Dorkin.

"Of course I do. Liu Yang nodded and said, "To be exact, he flew over from the United States to find me." ”

Flutter!

Yang Bingxue covered her mouth and smiled, "I almost believed you." ”

"You don't believe me?" Liu Yang turned his head to look at Yang Bingxue.

Yang Bingxue met Liu Yang's gaze.

Eyes like torches.

Those eyes were very clear and deep. Under that depth, it seems to be a thousand years of loneliness, ten thousand years of loneliness.

Yang Bingxue's eyes trembled, she had never seen such a simple look, and she had never seen such a lonely look, as if it made people have the illusion of wanting to hold him in her arms.

She suddenly realized that the young man in front of her was so mysterious.

The mysterious one is a little curious.

Curious, it makes people want to pick up the story on him.

"This kind of thing can't be verified, how can I trust you?" Yang Bingxue looked at Liu Yang curiously.

Liu Yang didn't look up.

He gently stroked the obsidian on his neck, and said secretly in his heart, alas, this has been five thousand years, when will it be a leader.

"Actually, you don't have to believe it. Liu Yang lowered his head and whispered, "Even if you believe it, all this is just a dream for you." ”

Liu Yang fell under a mysterious curse.

He was trapped in a block of obsidian.

This mysterious curse has followed him for five thousand years.

"That's not going to work. Yang Bingxue put down the work in her hand, moved closer to Liu Yang, and smiled: "If you want me to believe, then you should always do something that can be verified, right?"

"Tell me about it. Liu Yang nodded.

He understood Yang Bingxue's thoughts, but Yang Bingxue could never understand his own thoughts.

Do you know what it's like for a person to be reincarnated on the same day for 5,000 years? from excitement to madness, from madness to boredom, from boredom to suicide, from suicide to habit......

Liu Yang has experienced everything.

Now, his heart has long been like a dead sea, and the waves are not shocked.

Chatting with a waiter in a coffee shop is just a relief from the loneliness that has been suppressed in my heart for 5,000 years. Because, he's so bored, so bored that he can do anything for fun. And, in these five thousand years, he has done everything.

"Didn't you say that there is nothing you dare not do?" the corners of Yang Bingxue's mouth raised slightly.

"yes, there's nothing I don't dare to do. Liu Yang picked up his wine glass. Looking at the wine in the cup, it seems to recall the reincarnation of 5,000 years, as if it is a mirror.

"Okay. Yang Bingxue squinted her eyes and said, "Then I want you to beat him up now." ”

Yang Bingxue pointed to the bald man sitting on the sofa not far away. The bald man was dressed in a black leather coat with a tiger's back and a scar on his face, which ran through the entire left side of his face. With a hideous face, he can scare crying children, and he is not a good person at first glance.

"Okay. Liu Yang stood up straight, and he turned his head to stare at Yang Bingxue: "Then there should always be a little bit of color, right?"

"You, what do you want?" Yang Bingxue's eyes trembled.

Liu Yang's gaze seems to be able to pierce the depths of people's hearts and dig out the secrets you hide in the deepest depths.

"I never take money with me when I go out. Liu Yang's face was indifferent, and he said, "So, today's wine, even if you invite me." ”

"Huh?"

Yang Bingxue was stunned.

This guy never goes out with money?

Could it be that he goes out every day to eat the overlord meal? Or is this guy going to eat the overlord meal today?

Thinking of this, Yang Bingxue's fists couldn't help but clench.

"Why, you don't want to?" asked Liu Yang.

Yang Bingxue's fist loosened and said with a smile: "Of course not, I do." ”

A gorgeous turn.

Liu Yang strode towards the bald man.

"Wait. Yang Bingxue hurriedly stopped Liu Yang.

Liu Yang froze his body and turned his back to Yang Bingxue: "Do you regret it?"

"Of course not. Yang Bingxue shook her head and said, "I'...... I just wanted to tell you that this man is not simple. ”

"Of course I know he's not easy. Liu Yang smiled indifferently and said, "His name is Liu Biao, and he is a gangster on this street, and he is mixed with the prince's brother." has always been known for its ruthlessness. No one who offends him will live to see the next day's sun, right?"

"Now that you know, you still dare to touch him?" Yang Bingxue was stunned.

"Because I'm so bored. Liu Yang looked up at the endless sky, and there were no twinkling stars in the dark night sky, and his tone was full of sadness.

Yang Bingxue trembled, and Liu Yang's tone made people feel endless loneliness and endless paleness. It was as if a soul had been imprisoned in him for thousands of years.

Yang Bingxue hurriedly said: "If you just don't want to pay for today's wine, I can help you pay for it." ”

Liu Yang ignored it, and he strode over.

He didn't have to worry about seeing the sun the next day.

Ever since he was trapped in the obsidian around his neck, he hadn't seen the sun on January 1, 2020, for 5,000 years.

In the course of these five thousand years.

No matter what he did, no matter what he went through, at twelve midnight on December 31, 2019, he would be taken away by Obsidian and returned to the space of the black hole.

And every time he woke up, it must have been in his rental house.

Today!

It has been a full five thousand years since Liu Yang was trapped in obsidian.

When a person has gone through countless numb times, has gone through endless vicissitudes, and after 5,000 years of reincarnation, he will become fearless.