The fiery red sunset gradually faded into blue-gray clouds, which no longer illuminated the living room. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info Li Ai turned on the electric light, slowly walked to the sofa that was laid down, opened the bag on the coffee table, took out the items placed in it one by one, and displayed them on the coffee table.

Zhang Zhou squatted down, changed into the pair of slippers he usually wore, hesitated, but closed his eyes, suppressed some of the pictures that appeared in his mind from time to time, and only after slowly calming down did he open his eyes and slowly walked into the living room. But when he stood where he usually stood, his heart was beating wildly again. He swept his eyes and found that Li Ai was still sorting out the location of those items, and he didn't seem to be satisfied.

He keenly noticed that she hadn't calmed down yet. After all, it's only been a day since something like that, so how can it be easily forgotten?

"Sit down." She seemed to have finally put the objects in order, withdrew her hand, and beckoned him to sit down in his previous position, but did not look up at him as she had done before.

"Huh? Oh. Zhang Zhou, who was a little distracted, didn't react for a while, and after coming back to his senses, he hurriedly sat down. This omission made him look very hurried, and his face turned slightly red.

He hurriedly sat down on the couch, his mind a little confused, it was only three days, but he seemed to have forgotten what to do next. He sat a little stunned, staring at the figure reflected in the floor-to-ceiling window not far away, it was him sitting on the sofa, and she was staring behind him.

Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows are the lights of thousands of homes that gradually light up, and the tiled gray sky that fills the high-rise buildings. His and her reflections were reflected in the landscape, and suddenly he remembered the past dozens of times, where he sat and she stood behind him. She tended to his wounds, and he propped up his knees, talking nonchalantly about the process of fighting the guys.

The expression on their faces that was so peaceful and peaceful reflected in the glass at that time has now become impetuous. Something has changed. He could feel it. But is this change really good? Zhang Zhou asked himself, but he didn't get an answer.

The world is changing. Change is constant. Zhang Zhou knew this, and even used this click to shatter Li Ai's armament. But now, he thinks it would be nice if nothing had changed.

"Now, Li Ai, guess what, the ...... who appeared today What is it? His lips quirmed, and he asked in a low voice. Some hoarse voices were abrupt in the silence of the room. Li Ai, who was staring behind him, moved, and immediately raised his eyes, staring at his back a little inexplicably.

Zhang Zhou silently closed his eyes. He spotted her movements through the reflection of the floor-to-ceiling windows, and also saw the inexplicability in her eyes. This made the corners of his mouth hook up a strange curvature.

Li Ai, I told you that the world is constantly changing, and the results that have been produced cannot be ignored. However, I am not telling you that we can influence this change and let it change in the direction we want it to go before the final result is produced.

I hope that there will be peace and tranquility between us as before, so I say this. If that's what you'd like, ...... Let's go ahead as you always have. Zhang Zhou closed his eyes and waited silently, waiting for her response.

After a long time, she replied in the same voice as before, "It can't be an evil thing again, right?" Zhang Zhou opened his eyes, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing a somewhat pleasant smile. You guessed it, but unfortunately there was no prize. ”

While laughing, he raised his hand to take off the down jacket on his body, and then took off the clothes on his body one by one, revealing his scarred upper body. The wounds on his back were criss-crossed, but he didn't care, with a slight smile between his words, and kept telling Li Ai, who was treating her wounds behind him, about the battle.

Behind him, Li Ai stood silently, carefully disinfecting his wound with the medicine he bought, then applying some medicinal powder and wrapping it around with a bandage.

It was as if they were back to what they had been. He crossed his knees and laughed nonchalantly, while she listened silently behind him. As always, peaceful and peaceful.

It's just that he didn't know that during the time he closed his eyes, the people behind him had stared at his reflection on the floor-to-ceiling window, and there was a strange confusion in his eyes. Her eyes lit up, and she seemed to struggle for a moment before she lowered her eyes and said the words she had spoken a few days ago in the same tone as before.

They seem to have forgotten what had happened in the past few days, and returned to the old days. Nothing seemed to have changed, but it was clear to them that something had changed quietly, silently. And they're trying to sway that change and get the results they want.

Still, what exactly they want the outcome to be. I'm afraid that even they themselves have not yet figured out this question.

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The fiery red sunset faded, and the streets in the shade of the trees were no longer illuminated. So the street lights set up along the road were lit at the same time, and the neon lights on the side complemented each other and replaced them.

Wang Yue walked through the street, which was still bustling after dark, with a backpack on his back, while the girl in Tsing Yi followed behind him, with a little excited smile on her face. She secretly reached out and gently pinched the corner of his clothes, not letting him find the slightest clue.

She followed all the way, observing the crowds around her and the sights she had never seen before. She saw a girl holding the arm of the young man next to her, pointing to the fluorescent lanterns, and whispering and laughing; She saw a beautiful woman enter a store, took off those clothes and compared them on her body, and then smiled and asked her male companion for advice; She saw a beautiful woman pulling her lover's sleeve, laughing and running down the street, and then entered a huge shop, which was full of stuffed things, and although the lover had a helpless expression, he still followed her, silently guarding.

She saw that the signboards that seemed ordinary during the day lit up with colorful lights at night; She saw that in the crowd of people coming and going, someone was smiling with a thin square the size of a palm and talking to someone who didn't know where; She saw two little children laughing and joking with weapons made of substances she had never seen before...... This world has become extremely strange, and the only thing that makes her feel at ease is the corner of the clothes she is holding in her hand, and the only person walking in front of her.

She withdrew her gaze and stared at the back in front of her stupidly. Unexpectedly, he stopped suddenly, she couldn't hold back, and almost hit his head on the back.

She was startled, but she came back to her senses and looked up to see what had stopped her. As far as the eye can see, it is a high-rise building. He stood outside a small pavilion and handed a small sign half the size of a palm in his hand to a middle-aged man sitting inside. The middle-aged man took the sign in his hand, swiped it on a black machine, and handed it to him again. At the same time, the closed door in front of me clicked. Wang Yue, who took back the brand, raised his hand and pushed it and walked in.

The girl in Tsing Yi didn't care about the surprise, and followed him into the tall building, then went up the stairs to the third floor, and after he took out the key to open the door, she entered his residence with him.

"Coming back?" Wang Yue, who had changed his shoes, had just walked into the living room, and the middle-aged man sitting on the sofa looked at him and asked in a harmonious voice.

"Well, Dad, I'm back. What about Mom? Wang Yue responded as he walked towards his room, pushed open the door, and threw his schoolbag on the bed.

"She went grocery shopping." The middle-aged man on the couch withdrew his gaze and stared back at the TV screen. "Xiao Yue, come over and take a look, is it possible that these news may appear on the political test paper of your final exam?" Wang Yue heard the sound and walked over and sat down next to the middle-aged man, but forgot to close the door of his room. The girl in Tsing Yi, who had been following him, blinked her eyes and invaded his room generously.

His room was very simple. Nothing but a set of tables and chairs, a wardrobe and a bed. She glanced around, then slowly walked over to his bed, then slowly bent her knees and sat down on the edge of his bed.

After being silent for a while, she took off the half of the jade jue hanging from her waist and rubbed it gently. "Words are lonely...... Lonely words...... Wang Yue...... Wang Yue ......" she whispered, the smile in her eyes gradually becoming resolute.

"In this life, I will also stay with you for a long time." She raised her eyes and glanced at Wang Yue, who was sitting next to the middle-aged man, through the wide open door. Wang Yue seemed to be aware of it, and turned his eyes to look, but saw nothing. He scratched his head in confusion and rolled his eyes back. The girl in Tsing Yi chuckled, walked slowly out of his room, and then stood on the balcony. She turned her head and whispered to the back of Wang Yue, who still didn't know anything, "Wait for me, Yan Gu...... No, wait for me, Wang Yue. The next moment, she jumped off the balcony and disappeared into the night sky shrouded in a neon-dyed floating light.

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Li Ai silently put away the medicine that had not been used up, and then used scissors to cut the end of the bandage wrapped around Zhang Zhou's body, skillfully passing half of it through a certain circle, and winding it with the remaining other half to tie it into a dead knot.

Relieved, she straightened up, picked up the plate containing the blood-stained cotton used to wash the wounds, and walked over to the trash can in the corner of the living room. At this time, Zhang Zhou's story also happened to come to an end.