In the evening, when the lights are on, there is a wet smell in the air of the sprinkler that has just been sprinkled with water, and the wind is like nothing. All of this is the same as Luo Jialiang's ideal realm, but today's Luo Jialiang is a little puzzled, his body is cold for a while, hot for a while, his hands suppress his legs that are constantly trembling under the small table, and he tries his best not to think about the scene just now, which is close to an explosion for him.

He kept stroking and turning the round glass in his hand with his palm, and his hand kept moving, but his mind couldn't help but think of the scene on the phone just now, Chen Hong, Chen Hong, Chen Hong, the name kept pouring out from the memory fault in the depths of his mind.

It's been two years, this is the first time Chen Hong has contacted him in two years, although it is just a greeting, but it is enough for him to make him excited for a long time, and there may be only Chen Hong in this world who can make him sincerely happy, although it is just a phone call.

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Fifteen minutes ago – Night Bar – Luo Jialiang's private accommodation box.

At this moment, Luo Jialiang was about to turn off the TV and prepare to order food, when a phone call disrupted him.

Luo Jialiang, who has obsessive-compulsive disorder, didn't want to stop ordering food next, so he chose to order food with his iPad while answering the phone, so he didn't look at the caller ID on his mobile phone.

"Who are you?" asked Luo Jialiang straight to the point

"Guess?" The moment a charming female voice mixed with a hint of charm came into Luo Jialiang's ears from the earpiece, Luo Jialiang's pupils shrank suddenly, his breathing became heavy, and a figure appeared in his heart, a woman he had pursued for twenty years but to no avail,

"Is it still there?"

"Yes!"

"Hehe, did you guess it?"

“... Chen Hong.... Long time no see. Luo Jialiang was silent for a while, there were too many things he wanted to say in his heart, but in the end he only said the other party's name and said that he hadn't seen him for a long time.

"Hehe, are you an idiot? Didn't you just see it in the vegetable market in your hometown last year?" Chen Hong scolded with an unceremonious smile on the other end of the phone

“... Is it.... I feel.... That's been a long time .... Maybe it's because.."

Before Luo Jialiang finished speaking, Chen Hong interrupted his next words precipitously, and took over: "Don't worry about those who don't have it, I'll just ask, how are you doing lately?"

Hearing this, Luo Jialiang lowered his head and smiled and said, "Well, it's going well, what about you? Are you okay? ”

"Don't don't, don't come to my house again to help, I'm so confused by you that I can't even go home now. ”

"Is there someone who is coming to chew the root of the tongue again, who are you telling me, I'll teach you a good lesson!" Luo Jialiang's eyes flashed with a cold glint, and he stroked and turned the round glass in his hand with his palm, which was engraved with the four big characters of the night bar.

"Oh, our little tiger, so powerful!" There was a burst of laughter on the phone: "But don't mess around, my parents still have to be people." ”

“。。 So what else can I help you? As long as I can do it, I will help you!" Luo Jialiang put down his wine glass lightly, and his tone was flat with a hint of tremor due to the surge of emotion.

"No, I don't need any help, you're busy yourself, take a break. Chen Hong's soft and warm voice came from the other end of the phone, at least Luo Jialiang thought so.

"That... Luo Jialiang wanted to say something, but Chen Hong's voice vaguely came from a strange girl's end

"Mr. Chen!"

"Got it"

"I'm sorry, little tiger, I'll hang up first. On the other end of the phone, a nickname from Luo Jialiang's childhood, followed by a beep unique to hanging up the phone.

"That.. Who is that Wang?" Luo Jialiang smiled and asked, facing the air.

"Doodoo"

All he responded to was a beep, but she had come to comfort him, and she hadn't forgotten him, and that was enough, at least for Luo Jialiang.

After a long time———— Luo Jialiang finally came back to his senses, and only then did he feel that his palms were very cold.

Luo Jialiang used his fingers that had held the frozen glass, lightly touched his arm, felt the flesh and blood of the skin under his arm, the flesh and blood flowed with warm blood, he stared at his arm, as if he wanted to see through the skin and see the flesh and blood directly inside, he didn't know why he did this, maybe it was the appearance of Mr. Wang at the end of the phone call, which made him a little uneasy, who was that Mr. Wang? Could it be Chen Hong's boyfriend? Is Chen Hong really a loved one, that Wang is always not that person, how likely is this? Even a 1 in 10,000 chance is enough to make Luo Jialiang restless, not to mention, this probability is by no means more than 1 in 10,000, judging from Chen Hong's tone just now.

This thought was enough to make Luo Jialiang's brain freeze, and he couldn't cry, and he felt a little far-fetched when he laughed, and an inexplicable panic surged into his heart, and there was nowhere to avoid it.

He is 39 years old this year, there are only a few months left before the year of confusion, the best youth in his life has already been waiting for Chen Hong to turn back, quietly passed away at his fingertips, although the people in the family kept urging him to get married, and he also knew in his heart that he should also get married, but he still wanted to wait for Chen Hong, maybe it was love, maybe it was an obsession, maybe it was a complicated feeling that he couldn't turn his head.

He has been waiting for Chen Hong for almost 20 years, these 20 years are his best time, he has been exhausted in waiting, maybe he can't wait for Chen Hong's change of heart in the future, in fact, he understands that he doesn't dare to face it, and he doesn't want to face it, he still has a glimmer of hope, hoping that the other party can find out that he is the best person for her, the person who loves her the most, and hopes that the other party can also love him.

Luo Jialiang only felt as if his heart had been hollowed out, the whole world had become one, and a sense of emptiness that could not be described in words came to his heart, and his eyes stared blankly at the ceiling.

Luo Jialiang slowly lowered his head, his appearance was very sad, tears rolled in his eyes, and tears slipped down his cheeks silently.

"Chen Hong, when will you turn back!" Luo Jialiang suddenly raised his head, leaning on the brown sofa, his hands clenched, his knuckles were a little white, tears fell down in large pieces, and his white shirt gradually became wet.

Maybe at this moment, you will think that Luo Jialiang, a young man who is nearly forty years old, seems to be a little unproductive, but in fact, he is just unproductive in front of Chen Hong, or he has become humble and small because of love, he has unilaterally loved Chen Hong for 20 years, these 20 years are enough to make him obsessed with Chen Hong, strengthen to a paranoid level, love, especially unilateral love, is especially complex and peculiar.

It is like a web composed of a series of contradictory feelings such as pain, hope, happiness, despair, sadness, etc., which traps Luo Jialiang to death, making him want to leave but reluctant, want to continue but can't persevere.

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Night Bar ————

Xia Zhixuan has read online reports such as "Don't Get Too Close to Strange Men in Bars", she knows how dangerous it is for a young girl to be alone in a bar, and there will be many people you don't know here to ask you to talk, these people are often ill-intentioned, she knows this, so the pick-up person is a nose of dust.

What's more, at this time, she has no interest in talking to anyone.

Xia Zhixuan sat at the bar and suddenly remembered that her roommate Wu Yiming often said: Annoying people often don't know that he hates them, so you need you to tell him how much he hates them! But it is difficult for Xia Junhong to do this, although she usually swaggers in front of her acquaintances, as if she is not afraid of heaven and earth, but people who know her well understand that her heart is soft, she does not know how to hurt others, and she does not know how to reject others, so she seems to be active in every relationship, but in fact passive, even if she doesn't like each other at first, but it will only be a momentary touch, and she promised the other party, and later she regretted it a little, but she won't say it, she will only hide it in her heart, and she may feel it in the future for self-comfort.

It is precisely because of her character that the next scene is born.

"Beauty, dancing and dancing?" the yellow-haired, flowing-looking young man, with a bottle of vodka in his hand and his right arm leaning against the bar, showed a posture that he thought he was a gentleman, and invited her to dance.

Xia Zhixuan turned her face sideways, barely squeezed out a smile, and whispered to the yellow-haired young man, "I'm sorry, I'm in a bad mood today, you better find another girl."

If he was an ordinary person, he would have retreated, but his yellow hair is different, he is a veteran of the love field, he can see at first glance that the girl on the bar is a girl who will not refuse, as long as she is stalking, she will basically be sure.

What's more, this girl is so beautiful and so punctual, but what is really amazing is that this girl is a little like his old thoughts.

"Oh, if you're in a bad mood, you're going to have to dance even more, you heard that not dancing can make you feel better, come on" Huang Mao, who was rejected, grinned, and began to look at Xia Zhixuan at the same time, saying that a trace of obscene evil light flashed under his eyes, grabbed Xia Zhixuan's slender little arm, a pale and colorless face caused by wine, and blew lightly on her ear: "Come on, play with me! Haha!" Huang Mao laughed rampantly.

The little brother who wiped the cup at the bar glanced at the two of them, shook his head lightly, and took care of himself, and did not stop him.

In the bar, there is deafening music, a dim environment, and countless men and women on the dance floor, no one will know if Xia Junhong is being harassed, and even if he does, I am afraid he will not care.

Xia Zhixuan's face was flushed, because she was frightened, she was a little helpless, she was very scared, and she wanted to break free, but she was powerless to break free from the cojacking of an adult man.

Huang Mao saw Xia Zhixuan's fearful and weak appearance, and an evil fire "rubbed" in her lower abdomen The ground got up, and when he was about to get up and down, a big white hand grabbed his shoulder quickly and powerfully, and then a tornado-like fast, powerful and explosive force descended on Huang Mao's body, and turned it around in a circle, and was rotated at high speed to cause some Huang Mao, and when he was about to burst into foul mouth, he looked up and saw a big female man with eyes like copper bells and tall like an upright big white bear, the dirty words that he originally blurted out were stuck in his throat, and he didn't say it, his face was ugly, and the corners of his eyes twitched and finally said: "I, you, who are you?

"I, your grandfather, even our Zhixuan, you dare to touch it, get out!" The burly female man grabbed the back collar of Huang Mao with a fierce face, and shook it violently with her strength comparable to that of a polar bear, and suddenly Huang Mao only felt a huge force coming from the back collar, and then the sky and earth suddenly rotated, and Huang Mao crossed the crowd with a perfect parabola, and fell perfectly into a small open space outside the crowd.

"Peng" sounded.

Huang Mao's body smashed hard on the tile floor a few meters away, and his ass hurt painfully.

"I'm grass!" Huang Mao, who fell to the ground, felt a hot pain in his buttocks, and then a sense of humiliation surged in his heart, born from the inside, he was very annoyed, but he glanced at the "big white bear" who was too ordinary, and he was a little aggrieved and helpless.

Just when Xia Zhixuan was shocked by Wu Yiming's overly ordinary strength, a familiar and somewhat vicious sarcasm suddenly penetrated into her ears.

People arrived before they could make a sound, and a delicate but extremely damaging sarcasm came out of the crowd word by word.

"People say you, it doesn't matter if you look obscene, your behavior is even more obscene and contrived, and your body exudes a disgusting smell of scum, how can you still have a face to live in this world?" A tall and thin figure walked out of the crowd, and the dim neon lights hit her beautiful face to add a bit of brilliance, but the words that came out of her mouth were completely different from her appearance, quite vicious.