paid a huge amount of bail, and after completing the formalities, Cheng Xiaoyu and Yoshito Kitagawa walked out of the neon Metropolitan Police Department side by side from the back door, and he also paid a lot of bail, but it was nothing compared to the two million US dollars that Cheng Xiaoyu just paid. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

It was already more than three o'clock in the middle of the night after finishing these, and Zhu Wei, who was following behind, rushed forward and patted Cheng Xiaoyu on the shoulder and told him not to worry, but seeing Cheng Xiaoyu's calm expression, he knew that he had made a big move, and warned Cheng Xiaoyu not to play too much in Neon, at this moment all the media of Neon are staring at him, it is best to go back to the hotel to rest honestly, and after speaking, he said goodbye to the hired neon lawyer Mitsui Hiko and left first.

Kitagawa Yoshito also felt that what Zhu Wei said was very reasonable, and said regretfully: "I originally wanted to take you to Asakusa Rockza's ストリップ (strip parlor) to relax, and feel our neon striptease theater, it seems that it is out of place!"

Cheng Xiaoyu smiled and replied: "That kind of occasion is still not suitable for me, I can't be too indulgent....... I don't want to be corrupted by you too quickly. ”

Kitagawa Yoshito shook his head and said helplessly: "Is every sister a guardian?" Xiao Yujun, you should let yourself relax a little, don't tighten yourself too tightly, so that people will be broken. ”

Cheng Xiaoyu doesn't feel that he is a defender, but he is not addicted to desire, although Pei Yanchen has opened a door for him, but this door is still closed, and it is not so easy to enter.

While the two were talking, they didn't expect that there were still people waiting for Cheng Xiaoyu to come out at the back door in the middle of the night, and many impatient media and reporters thought that Cheng Xiaoyu would definitely spend this night in the Metropolitan Police Department, so they didn't stay until this time, of course, there were many squatting points, but they were also guarding the main gate, and no one was squatting at the back door.

Therefore, when Ijiin Jing rushed out, it scared the two of them very much.

Fortunately, I was just taken aback by the beauty, and Ijiin's beautiful eyes shone under the starry sky of Tokyo, as if they were two stars also embedded in the sky, shining and mysterious.

"Cheng Xiaoyu-san, can I give you an interview?" As soon as she finished speaking, Ijiin Jing saw Cheng Xiaoyu and Kitagawa Yoshito with surprised expressions, and hurriedly bowed and apologized with a red face: "I'm sorry, you two......... I'm a little abrupt........"

Kitagawa Yoshito put away his astonishment, first happy, then waved his hand and said with an indignant face: "Miss Ijiin, you are indeed very abrupt, and I am also one of the parties, why have you never asked to interview me?" Then he invited Cheng Xiaoyu's shoulder and said: "Is it because this kid is more handsome than me?" You must know that I am your loyal fan!"

Yi Jiyuan smiled softly, and she said quite straightforwardly: "This is just one of the reasons, in fact, you also know that Cheng Xiaoyusang has a much higher topic and fans than you........ I don't need to shy away from that......... Moreover, as a foreigner, Cheng Xiaoyusang should actually need a platform for neon people to understand, looking at the entire neon TV station, there is no more suitable than NHK. ”

Her smile has a strange magic, neon people are very polite and gentle, but that kind of polite gentleness can't hide the coldness of their observance of the rules engraved in their bones, but Yiji Yuanjing's eyes are like a jar of intoxicating wine, such a gaze, just a glance, can also make people drunk, the corners of her lips are slightly hooked, and the gentle smile is like a spring breeze, warm, soft, like a lover's hand gently caressing her face.

For a while, Kitagawa Yoshito was in a trance, and he could see God, so he looked at it in a daze, not moving, as if he had been enchanted.

Cheng Xiaoyu also has to admit that Yiji Yuanjing has a kind of affinity that can infect anyone, he looked at Yiji Yuanjing who was wearing a little thin in the night breeze, what impressed him the most was not only the smile, but also a pair of straight **** hidden under the one-step skirt and black stockings, even if it was just the flat shoes worn, it made people feel slender and full like a lotus root that had just come out of the lotus pond.

Of course, Cheng Xiaoyu's immunity to beauties is much higher than that of Kitagawa Yoshito, after all, he faces a beauty of Su Yuxi's level every day, he gently retracted his gaze and said, "Miss Ijiin?........ I'm sorry, I don't have any plans to be interviewed yet, so let's talk about it when I get my mind clear!"

Yiji Yuan Jing was a little surprised that Cheng Xiaoyu refused her interview, you must know that even the neon prime minister wanted to accept her interview by name, but she hated the bald warmaker very much, so she made contemptuous remarks on the neon "whisper", which was forwarded and liked by a large number of people, so she was taken down from the anchor position by the director of the station, and asked her to be the location host "calm down first".

Thinking that Cheng Xiaoyu never accepted interviews, the waves in his heart that were rejected were a little relieved, but he was more eager to interview Cheng Xiaoyu.

She didn't expect that she could encounter such a good thing at all, and after only a few days of hosting on location, she encountered the news that Cheng Xiaoyu came to Tokyo, no matter what the purpose, she felt that interviewing Cheng Xiaoyu was an opportunity for her to return to the anchor station. Otherwise, he would not have used the relationship of the Metropolitan Police Department to lock the time and place when Cheng Xiaoyu came out, and waited outside for six or seven hours in the cold wind.

Of course, Iji Yuan Jing would not give up just yet, and said "Wait a minute", first bought three cans of coffee from the vending machine on the side of the road, and handed them to Cheng Xiaoyu and Kitagawa Yoshito: "Cheng Xiaoyu-san, to be honest, I am very interested in you, we can start with friends first......... Let's warm up with a can of coffee! Didn't you just mention where to drink? Can you take me with you? I haven't been to Tokyo's red light district since I'm so old! I don't think you'll refuse a lady's little request, right?" said that there was no ambiguity in these words, and she said them seriously and seriously, as if she had found a very interesting job.

Yoshito Kitagawa blushed and said, "Oh, are you talking about the Izakaya of Kabukicho, which is indeed quite famous, and it is a great place for people who are tired from a long day at work, relaxing and taking a sip of sake.........

Ijiin Shizune smiled harmlessly and said, "No, what you just said is Asakusa Rockza....... By the way, Kitagawa Sang, you just said that Cheng Xiaoyu-san is a sister control......... Isn't Cheng Xiaoyusang's sister Miss Su Yuxi?"

At the mention of Su Yuxi's name, Cheng Xiaoyu's original indifferent expression turned into a frost, like a winter galaxy that was bright but glowing with a desperate light that made people feel unreachable, and he said coldly: "Are you a threat?"

Yi Ji Yuan Jing felt that she had easily found Cheng Xiaoyu's weakness, but she didn't plan to take advantage of this, for this genius creator, Yi Ji Yuan Jing wanted to enter his inner world, you must know that Cheng Xiaoyu never accepts interviews, not in Huaxia, if she can do it........ It was the highest compliment to herself, and she once again burst into her own intoxicating smile and bowed deeply, "I apologize if my words misled you, I am really interested in everything you have to offer." She took out her mobile phone, clicked on the player on it, and showed it to Cheng Xiaoyu, his name was listed separately, and "War and Peace" was listed separately.

Cheng Xiaoyu glanced at it, and actually began to get bored with himself, because he was just a vain person, and he said a little coldly: "I don't have any value to interview." "I didn't want to stay after that, I turned around and left.

Yoshito Kitagawa smiled at Ijiin and said, "I'm sorry, Miss Ijiin........ If you are willing to interview me, I will be very happy to ......." After speaking, he also followed Cheng Xiaoyu's footsteps.

Yijiyuan Jing's satin-like long hair floated up in the midnight wind, the moonlight sprinkled down, like a wave of stirring, she looked at Cheng Xiaoyu's back, felt that her fighting spirit was also ignited, pinched the business card in her hand that was not handed out, inexplicably excited, the more difficult things were, the more interested she became, so she made a move that she had not done for more than ten years, clenched her fist in front of her chest, and whispered: "Yijiyuan Jing, Huai Ting!"

.............

Because it was too late, Cheng Xiaoyu and Yoshito Kitagawa didn't really go to drink, Cheng Xiaoyu went back to the Aman Hotel where he had stayed on Valentine's Day, and Kitagawa went home.

Kitagawa's driver sent Cheng Xiaoyu to Daimon Station, and Cheng Xiaoyu asked to put him down, and he walked alone in the direction of Zojoji Temple, and saw the Tokyo Tower hidden behind the temple.

The moonlight is clear, the stars are waving, and the night view of Tokyo is back to its former beauty, as if nothing had happened, and the temple is dark, and occasionally one or two people walk out.

The temple is quiet and deep, and the shadows of the trees reflect the iron tower not far away, as if whispering a poem belonging to the night.

The once tilted tower was still as bright as before when it was placed in the right position, and Cheng Xiaoyu suddenly felt that he was very close to the tower.

It understands him, and it understands everyone.

It's a place to travel, and many people come to the tower and make promises to each other. Those vows shine like fireworks in the present. When the fireworks pass, there is often only the silence of no one. But the tower is still there after all, it knows you, and it understands the irreversibility of many fates. Your decadence and panic don't have to be deliberately concealed in front of it.

In front of the tower, single people look humble and lonely, and Cheng Xiaoyu hopes that the tower can iron the wound in his heart.

He walked back to the hotel alone under the starlight, couldn't sleep, asked the room manager for a clown mask, and asked for a guitar, and then took advantage of the starlight and lights outside the window to start recording a video in a somewhat dark room, the song will be uploaded to the "whisper" of poison, Cheng Xiaoyu's music career has come to an end temporarily, and at this moment he can only use the identity of "poison" to maintain the connection with music. (BGM "Rainbow" Jay Chou)

Cheng Xiaoyu moved a stool and sat in the center of the room, even though there was darkness cover, he still put on a mask, rested the guitar on his knees, and began to sing softly:

Tell me where there is a rainbow

Can you give me back my wish

Why is it so quiet

All the clouds run to me

Is there a mask for me?

If you say too much, it won't come true

Maybe time is an antidote

It's the poison I'm taking right now

I can't see your laughter, how can I sleep

I can't hold you so close

Without the Earth, the Sun will still orbit

There's no reason why I can walk on my own

You're leaving, I know it's easy

You say dependence is our hindrance

Even if you let it go, don't take away my love

I was the last to understand

Although the pictures of the past are still clearly engraved in my mind, Cheng Xiaoyu's youth is gone, and growing up is the pain we must experience in our lives, but his pain is more unforgettable.

(Recently, it seems that there have been countless bad reviews, but I don't go to the book review area myself, I hope you will be patient and read it, after abuse, it is sweet, and never routines are also my greatest sincerity to everyone.) As for saying that the character has collapsed, please take a closer look at the introduction. (To be continued.) )