Chapter 245: What's the difference between not having a dream and salted fish

Chapter 245: What is the difference between a dream and a salted fish

Mu Yang could hear Sheng Chen's somewhat suppressed singing voice from a distance, he didn't bother him, he knew that at this time, whoever helped me was in vain, and he had to get out of that predicament by himself to be completely relieved.

After a long time, Sheng Chen put down the guitar in his hand, and looked at the empty warehouse with blank eyes, it was already a cold night, and the warehouse was too huge, and the cold wind swept through the broken corner above the warehouse.

Sheng Chen subconsciously shuddered, calculated the time, Xiao Ruoning had been home for two days, I don't know what was going on, he was very homesick today.

Maybe it's been out for so long, and only the home that is not rich, but has always sheltered him from the wind and rain since he was a child, is his best harbor.

Mu Yang patted Sheng Chen's shoulder, didn't speak, just handed him a bottle of Beijing Erguotou. Sheng Chen's eyes suddenly lit up. In a depressed mood, he didn't want to smoke, he just wanted to drink, even though he didn't have any snacks and didn't care.

"Uncle Yang, won't I be able to sing in bars in the future?" Mu Yang chuckled in his heart, he thought that he couldn't hear the conversation with Daxi, but he ignored one point, that is, the sound insulation of the backstage of the bar was very poor, and the two of them were talking too loudly at that time, so it was not surprising that Sheng Chen could hear it.

The first time he drank without snacks, Sheng Chen drank very slowly, and when a sip of spicy liquor entered his mouth and fell into his stomach, a warm current suddenly rippled in his heart.

"Drink wine in winter to warm your stomach." Mu Yang also unscrewed the second pot head and took a sip, and then I didn't know where to find two phoenix claws and handed them to Sheng Chen, the white wine was on the chicken feet, this pair of different wines, Sheng Chen also drank different tastes, bitter, and the anger in his heart was replaced by drunkenness.

Half a catty of Beijing Erguotou, because the degree is too high, and Sheng Chen drank a little quickly, just drank a little more than two taels. Sheng Chen felt dizzy.

He stumbled into the bed, collapsed on the bed with exhaustion and the paralysis of alcohol, and slept until one o'clock the next afternoon.

During this period, he had a long, long dream, and the scene in the dream made him unable to let go. He actually dreamed that Xiao Ruoning was wearing a wedding dress and holding a wedding, which made him feel even more unbelievable that the groom was not him, but a strange face that he had never seen before, but when that face wanted to be seen clearly. But it began to blur.

In the wedding in his dream, the groom was not him, so strong that he hinted in his heart that Sheng Chen wanted to stop the bride and groom from calling for rings, but no matter how hard he tried to open his mouth, he just couldn't shout, and he felt that there was a pair of hands holding his neck invisibly.

When he woke up from the dream, Sheng Chen also woke up, and he found that the corners of his eyes were a little moist, and there were still a few tears. In his dreams, he knew that this was a monologue in his heart, and it was the last thing he wanted to see, the person he loved the most was actually married to someone else.

Sheng Chen sat up from the bed violently, opened the curtains and looked at the cold wind outside the window, and from time to time there were dead leaves drifting with the cold wind, Xiao Ruoning had been away from him for two days, and he began to miss the beautiful woman in the distance.

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Xiao Ruoning and Chen Wen didn't sleep all night and talked freely for more than two years. All that happened to the two of them, and in the end, it was found that both of them were not doing very well. It's not too bad. Away from campus. After being away from those green years, there are too many things to grow up in, which makes them very unforgettable.

"Wenzi, you want to go back to Australia. Or stay here? For Xiao Ruoning's abrupt words. Chen Wen hesitated for a long time, shook her head and did not respond, she asked her heart, naturally she likes to stay here, after all, this is her root, no matter how good foreign countries are, they can't compare to the grass and trees here.

I can see the reluctance in Chen Wen's eyes. Xiao Ruoning knew that Chen Wen was only staying here temporarily. Sooner or later, I will return to Australia, and after a night of talking, the two of them talked a lot, from acquaintance to each other's love experience, both of them found that the past years were so beautiful in retrospect.

"Ah Ning, are you still with Sheng Chen?"

"Yes, we have always been together, and we live together in Shanghai, but the relationship has not yet reached that point, and we have to be married." When Xiao Ruoning said this, a touch of crimson welled up on her cheeks, and she was shy.

"Oh, it's been a good day, Sheng Chen's guy is blessed, he has such a beautiful and virtuous wife, isn't he secretly happy at night." Chen Wen said with a grin. Xiao Ruoning's face became even redder.

"What are you talking about, really, haven't you ever been in secret contact with Shuofang?" Xiao Ruoning's words made Chen Wen, who was still smiling just now, look suddenly changed.

"It would be nice if Shuofang and I had half of you and Sheng Chen, I don't know what's wrong with the two of us, anyway, we can't go back between us, we've loved and hurt, it's better to let go generously, it's better to be better for each other, isn't it?" When Chen Wen said this, tears were faintly visible in the corners of her eyes, and Chen Wen always had a wound in her heart that she didn't want to touch Shuofang, the only boy she really loved.

"Don't talk about me, you see that Xinyi and Mo Shi are not the same, the two of them are the most optimistic pair between us, but they broke up in the end, I really don't understand what love is." Chen Wen pursed her lips, and a faint sadness welled up in her heart.

Looking at the cold wind whistling outside the window, she especially hoped to see Shuofang's figure, that time in the Spring Festival alone, she will never forget a meal of dumplings, which Shuofang cooked for her by himself, once upon a time she was also happy and loved by others.

A shared courtyard in Beijing, about a dozen square meters, but there are nine people living in a small place, sharing a bathroom, and Shuofang is one of the tenants. Because at this time, he was so poor that he could only afford to live in this kind of shared house, which was relatively cheap. More than two hundred dollars a month.

He can't remember how many days he has been in Beijing, and at this moment food and clothing have become a problem, but fortunately, Cheng Yang, who was once a rival in love, helped him from time to time, otherwise Shuo would have died of hunger and cold in the huge city of Beijing.

"What are your plans? Whether you want to partner with me to set up a stall to buy clothes, or to eat, is much better than you doing nothing day by day, and I will pay for it. The two of us sell it together, and when we make money, we divide it into three or seven parts. Cheng Yang knew that Shuofang had a stubborn temper, but people had to bow their heads under the eaves, not to mention that this is Beijing, a city that countless people yearn for, and it is also a place where countless people's dreams come true and are broken. (To be continued.) )