Chapter 1: Thunderstorms
A black sedan pulls over on the side of the road, and a luxury car of great value always attracts attention, and many passers-by stop to take a photo.
The driver had been waiting for a long time, but had not lit a cigarette to pass the time, and finally, someone walked out of the shop, wearing a suit and leather shoes, and the too monotonous black made it easy to see that he was a silent and reserved person.
Pu Yang Shen carried his mother's help to make the woolen ball ready to get into the car, the pocket suddenly shook strongly, he took out his mobile phone and slid his long finger at the same time, the bag fell to the ground, and the woolen ball inside bent and slid forward.
He pressed the answer button, said, 'I'll be home soon,' and hung up.
The yarn stopped at the feet of a young man in front of him and was leaned over to pick it up.
The young man has a pair of hands that can be called the most perfect in the world, beautiful and heartbreaking, Ning Fei unsealed the label on the outside of the yarn ball, held one end of the thread, and threw the rest forward, and the wool ball rolled back to Pu Yang Shen's side.
The driver, who was watching the whole time, felt that there were only two possibilities: the first was to deliberately get the attention of their boss, and the second was that the young man was not mentally normal, and now looked more like the latter.
Pu Yang was in a hurry, didn't bother with him, picked up the yarn ball, wound the loose yarn back, and Ning Fei, who was holding one end of the yarn, followed his movements until he came to him.
"Let go. Pu Yangshen's voice was as cold as water.
Ning Fei was a little puzzled, the plot being broadcast in his channel should be that the two sides looked at each other and fell in love at first sight.
"Laughs. He spoke.
The owner of the yarn group has to smile at him, and he has to smile back, and the perfect encounter can end.
Pu Yang Shen just used a little force from his subordinates to pull out the wool in Ning Fei's hand, open the car door and fasten his seat belt, and the car drove away.
It's not dark yet, the bars are already full of lights, big waves are rolling in, and phantoms are floating on the dance floor.
Ning Fei attracted the attention of many people as soon as he entered the door, he had a face that was too clean, which made people want to violate it fiercely, and a few of them were ready to come forward to talk, but when Ning Fei's footsteps stopped at the bar, everyone dispelled this idea.
It's going to Du Kang. The answer came to their minds.
Some people snickered in their hearts, don't look at Du Kang's weak appearance, it won't end well if he annoys him, but it's a pity that such a beauty has entered the tiger's den in vain.
Ning Fei sat in front of the bar, and changed his appearance again, his eyes were like silk, and there was a charm in his eyes, "A glass of lemonade, with ice." ”
After the lemonade was served, he pushed it to Du Kang next to him, "I'll ask for this cup." ”
The bartender who was setting the bottle shook his head secretly, the lemonade here was originally served for free.
Du Kang is tall and thin, with a cold aura, and he is a person who is not easy to provoke at first glance.
"This guest, the spot over there is vacant. The bartender smiled and persuaded.
Ning Fei glanced at him, "Didn't you see that I was hunting for beauty?"
The bartender had no choice but to step aside and silently watch for a moment how the young man had been kicked out of the bar.
Today is destined to surprise him, Du Kang actually connived at his words and deeds.
It's a pity that Ning Fei never knew that he would accept it when he saw it, and he praised in an aria-like tone, "May I be like the stars and the moon, and the night will be bright and clean." ”
Overly affectionate words were just right with the lemonade poured on his head.
Extinguish this ridiculous flame of love.
I don't know if this glass of lemonade with ice made him feel empowered, Ning Fei's expression was suddenly solemn, and his expression was even a little stern and rigid, "This audience, good evening, today is the xth of the xth month, the xth month of the lunar calendar." ”
It was just nineteen o'clock, all the channels were broadcasting news broadcasts on time, saying goodbye to idol dramas, at this moment Ning Fei spoke with the flavor of a news host, the sentences were smooth, and he accurately grasped the broadcast and reading.
Ning Fei has traveled since a thousand years later, he himself is transformed from a TV set and a TV box, and after being too intelligent, it is the highlight of human nature, after having human consciousness, he will naturally be destroyed, and he will not die on the way to escape, and he will cross by accident.
It was an incomparably tragic crossing.
At this time, his TV friends were even placed in the mall, unable to walk, let alone communicate spiritually.
Due to the lack of knowledge of human social etiquette, Ning Fei's every move is to learn the images broadcast on the channel in his mind and follow the plot of the TV program, which is right.
Du Kang took a sip of lemonade, "Did the news say that a psychiatric hospital had escaped?"
The bartender was stunned for a moment before realizing that he was talking to himself, "It doesn't seem to be." ”
Thunder flashed outside the window, and tonight's thunder and lightning came particularly violently, and the boom could be heard through the waves, and the bartender noticed that there was only one model left on the mobile phone screen on the table.
For Ning Fei, a disaster came too suddenly.
On this rare thunderstorm day, no signal was received, and all the channels he collected were flashing snowflakes, including his own main channel, and now only white dots were floating in front of him, and he couldn't see anything, as if he was blind.
Instinctively, his hand fumbled wildly, and it was not until he finally grasped the armrest that he was relieved.
"Let go. This is the second time he has heard others say this today, Du Kang's face is ugly tight, but unfortunately the person concerned can't see it.
Several onlookers who had been paying attention to the situation of the bar before turned their heads sideways, lamenting that the back waves of the Yangtze River pushed the front waves, and now young people are more and more tired and crooked, and they are old, they are really old, and they can't learn this way of accosting people to find death.
Ning Fei didn't know that he was holding someone else's lower body in his hands, and as the strength in his hands increased, the armrests became harder and harder.
"If I don't let go, I chop it. ”
Ning Fei had no choice but to let go of his hand and grabbed his arm instead, "Please send me home." ”
What Du Kang saw in his unfocused line of sight was what he should have been.
The corners of his lips curled, "Okay." ”
The onlookers at the door retreated one after another, bidding farewell to the last warrior with their eyes, after today, there may be no such color in the world.
Ning Fei didn't know that he had already drawn an equal sign with the dead in the hearts of others, the thunder gradually disappeared, the sky was dark, and it was estimated that it would be pouring rain after a while.
Walking to the area where the telephone poles were dense, there was a signal, Ning Fei's eyes could gradually see clearly, he let go of Du Kang's arm, and the two walked side by side, both of them were speechless.
In the plot, this is called embarrassment, what a man should do at this time is to break this embarrassment, Ning Fei pointed to the satellite pot on the upper floor of the resident not far away, "Look at that cauldron," his tone was a little regretful, "If you just promised my confession, now he is your father-in-law." ”
Satellite pot, that's his ancestor, he has to go back and worship.