The silver-haired man's face changed slightly, but there was still a smile on the corner of his mouth, and he didn't get angry because of the cold wind.

He seems to be able to control his emotions and keep a smile on his face at all times.

"Well, I'm sure you'll change your mind one day. ”

The silver-haired man stood up, then glanced at Leng Feng and said, "My name is King!"

With that, he strode out of the café.

As soon as he left, the waiter came over with his coffee and found that the silver-haired man had already left.

"Sir, may I ask about the gentleman who sat across from you just now?"

The waiter asked politely.

Leng Feng ignored the waiter and fell into deep thought.

The name of this silver-haired man is so arrogant.

king。

Translates to "king"!

This name is not ordinary willful, it is simply awesome to the extreme.

Leng Feng wanted to know his identity even more, he dared to use such an arrogant name, at least the most arrogant wolf tooth in the dark night was not used.

The wolf's tooth wanted to use it at first, but it was sprayed by ice thunder and cold wind, and it almost didn't start.

But the wolf's teeth were useless in the end, because such a name was too arrogant.

And Leng Feng couldn't imagine that he had really met such a person. Not only that, but this guy seems to have a very problematic spirit, and he actually put forward the idea of cleansing the world.

If it weren't for the loss of his ability, Cold Wind would definitely beat him up.

After all, brain-dead people have no rule of law, and it is better to beat them.

Leng Feng really wanted to laugh, where did this guy get his sense of superiority, and he actually said that he wanted to look down on the whole world.

After thinking for a while, Leng Feng shook his head with a smile, and then drank the coffee in his cup in one go.

He wanted to go home, go back and take a hot shower, and then get a good night's sleep.

Although a good night's sleep was a distant thing for him, he still prayed every night that he would have a good night.

For him, the best night is a good night's sleep.

After paying the money, Leng Feng walked down a quiet street and followed the road back to the villa he had bought.

He now likes to be quiet and does everything alone.

He didn't think about the silver-haired man just now, he just thought that guy was a clown and couldn't make any waves.

Toronto is starry at night, with a meteor or two flashing through the sky every now and then.

Leng Feng didn't have the slightest idea of making a wish, he never believed in it.

In the past, he always flew into the sky at night, and then waited for the meteor to appear, and made a wish to the meteor, hoping that Mu Shiyun could be resurrected.

But none of this ever came true, so Leng Feng didn't make any more wishes, the rumors that he hated Meteor were false and couldn't fulfill his wish.

Time beats slowly, and the cold wind slowly walks down the streets, passing by many pedestrians.

Leng Feng wore a pair of glasses, and his handsome appearance attracted the attention of many girls, who boldly threw their eyebrows at Leng Feng, and the shy ones blushed and lowered their heads, and then secretly looked at his handsome appearance.

But Leng Feng didn't pay attention to the girls, he didn't have any interest in them, and his heart never changed.

It's just that now he doesn't expect to be with Zhang Yinghan anymore, his heart is tired, and it is difficult to love someone as deeply as he once did.

He gave too much and never got anything in return.

The cold wind is really tiring.

He always deliberately does not allow himself to think about emotional matters, only in this way can he calm down and think about his life.

Whenever it calms down, Leng Feng always thinks a lot, thinking about the past, or thinking about his future.

Sometimes, he can be in a daze all day.

Daze this thing, if done well, is deep.

So sometimes the cold wind in a café or restaurant can always give people a deep feeling.

So much so that every time he could receive some girls' phone numbers, it made him helpless.

Suddenly, the cold wind stopped.

His gaze rested on an old man on the side of the road.

The old man was dressed in very ordinary clothes, holding an acoustic guitar, and playing and singing softly.

And beside him, is an old lady. The old lady stood beside him, listening to the old man with a ruddy face.

Obviously, the two are husband and wife.

The old man is singing a classic English song, "Hotel California".

The old lady standing beside him listened with relish and clapped her hands constantly.

And there were also many spectators gathered around, and they all listened to the old man's singing with smiles on their faces.

The old man's voice was very old, but it didn't affect the beauty of the song in the slightest.

When the song fell, the old man skillfully played the strings, his fingers dancing quickly on the strings.

The most classic part of the song "Hotel California" is the guitar playing, especially the ending section, which can be called the best guitar rhythm in history.

The surrounding audience listened with relish, and gave the old man a thumbs up, lamenting that he could play the classic song "Hotel California" at such an old age.

Leng Feng couldn't help but walk over, he took out all the dollars in his pocket and prepared to give them to the old man.

And the same is true of the surrounding audience, who have taken out the money in their pockets and waited for the old man to finish playing.

After a while, when the performance was over, the old man put down his guitar and said quickly in English, "I don't want everyone's money." ”

"Today is my wife's 70th birthday. The old man took the hand of the old lady beside him and said with a red face: "I grew up with her since I was a child, and today is her birthday, I am very happy, so I specially came out to sing a song to express my love for her." Thank you for your kindness, please get the money back. ”

Only then did the surrounding audience take back the money, and then they all puffed up their hands to express their blessings to the elderly couple.

Leng Feng also puffed up his palms, with a deep envy in his heart.

He often doesn't want to have a long-term love for himself.

"Next, I'm going to sing a song to my wife. ”

The old man glanced at his wife beside him, then played the guitar again.

This time, the song he played was very simple, it was "Happy Birthday".

Familiar rhythms, familiar melodies, and familiar lyrics.

Leng Feng smiled slightly, then turned to leave, not staying here to listen to the old man's performance.

Whenever Leng Feng has a birthday, Mu Shiyun will sing a happy birthday song for Leng Feng, and every time she will play the piano and sing it herself.

So when he heard this song, he inevitably felt a little emotional.

The cold wind looked up at the sky, then took a deep breath and slowly exhaled it after a while.

He wanted to let go of the troubles in his heart.

In a few days, Leng Feng was planning to leave Canada and travel to another country.

He's had enough of playing in Canada and needs a new environment.

Leng Feng didn't know how long he would have to travel, and he didn't know when he would choose to settle down.

Maybe in a few years, he will settle in a certain country and find a girl to marry.

This is the future that Leng Feng can think of for the time being, and it is also the future he least wants to experience.

But so what?

Zhang Yinghan has left him, and his heart has long been dead.

Moran?

Leng Feng didn't dare to accept this girl, and he didn't know how to compensate for the damage he had done her.

But he was really tired and didn't dare to think about love anymore.

He really loved, but in exchange for irreparable consequences.

I don't know how long he walked, the cold wind stopped under a tree, he looked up at the branches illuminated by the street lamp, and then took a deep breath.

Suddenly, the old man who had just been singing pulled his wife past the cold wind, and both of them stopped and looked at the cold wind who was deep in thought.

"Young people. The old man called softly.

Leng Feng subconsciously opened his eyes, and when he saw that it was the old man who was singing just now, he hurriedly smiled at him, and then nodded like an old lady.

"Good evening, I just listened to your singing, old man, very beautiful and touching. Leng Feng said politely.

The old man smiled, and instead of taking Leng Feng's flattering words, he smiled and said, "You've been through a lot of things, haven't you?"

Hearing the old man's words, Leng Feng's smile suddenly froze, then nodded and said, "Yes, I have experienced a lot. ”

"You have a girl you love, but she left you. Am I right?"

Leng Feng smiled bitterly, did not speak, and did not deny it.

"I'm sorry, maybe I shouldn't be nosy. The old man took a step forward, stretched out his hand and patted Leng Feng's shoulder, and said, "But I want to ask, do you have any feelings about this relationship?"

Lament......

Leng Feng closed his eyes, thinking back to the bits and pieces of his experience with Zhang Yinghan, and the picture of falling in love kept flashing in Leng Feng's mind.

"I'm too young...... I don't even know how to love her. ”

The voice of the cold wind was bitter to the extreme, and there were tears rolling in his eyes.

But the cold wind restrained his emotions very well and did not let the tears fall.

Yes, he is too young to even know how to love someone.

He only knows how to blindly give, only knows that everything is obedient to her ideas, and blindly completes everything Zhang Yinghan asks.

In this relationship, Leng Feng has always been cautious, for fear that Zhang Yinghan will be dissatisfied with herself, for fear that she will not like her identity and past.

It is also because of these that the tragedy of this relationship has been caused.

"Young people. The old man patted Leng Feng's shoulder again, and then smiled: "My wife and I have known each other since childhood, but when I was young, I liked a girl, but at that time, I was just like you, too young, I didn't know how to love, I only knew how to give." ”

"But love is never shallow, there is fulfillment, there is patience, there is giving, there is waiting, love is a promise, is the greatest test of human nature. ”

"So then I chose my wife, who had always secretly loved me, and who was by my side on the night when I broke up and was miserable. ”

"That's when I knew she was the best person for me. ”

After speaking, the old man glanced at his wife, and then smiled: "In our life, we are destined to have many chance encounters, and when we meet someone or something, there is always one person who will make you unforgettable." ”

But there is always someone who can give us real comfort in our wounded hearts. ”

"Good luck, young man, goodbye. ”