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Check.

The lady at the front desk strongly recommended what VIP membership card, and a lot of so-called discounts basically didn't understand much, but it was difficult to refuse the smile that was piled up.

I also want to go to the bridge to see it, after all, it is rare to have such good weather.

'You're still busy today?' Before starting the car, I tentatively texted the witch.

No reply.

Probably I didn't hear it, or it was inconvenient.

The Peninsula tin box lay quietly under the windshield.

Just like I am now, listless.

It hurt a little to sit on my buttocks, and I took a few photos at random, but I basically didn't have the mood to take the frame, let alone change the angle and camera position.

It's better to drive around and get to know more about the city. From south to north, and then from north to south, I choose those alleys to walk, after all, this is a city with a strong cultural heritage, and those unknown corners carry the civilization that the people of this city are proud of, and I also want to let these people slowly calm down their impetuous minds.

It's lunchtime, and the children are starting to get out of school when they pass by the school gate. Only then did I remember that I was still hungry and didn't know what to eat. I don't like to eat in a big hotel, it's not that I deliberately promote anything here, I just think it's always weird to eat in a hotel alone, as if I am marginalized by this world.

I casually walked into a small restaurant. It's too small to be smaller. Suddenly, I found that the furnishings here were somewhat similar to those of the last drunken tavern, except for the big TV hanging in the corner. Isn't this a deliberate announcement to me?

I've always trusted my instincts, and if something is going to happen, it seems to give me some hint every time, and while there is no scientific basis for this claim, it always affects the mood.

I asked for a bottle of beer and poured myself a drink in a depressed mood.

There were no customers in the tavern, and the owner and chef sat on the sidelines and watched TV with melon seeds. The dish hasn't come up yet, and the beer has bottomed out. There were already several bottles of beer, but the dishes on the table didn't move much.

Across the street is an Internet café, which always appears in my field of vision while chatting with the boss.

Although I didn't have a good impression of the Internet café, I still had nothing to do during the waiting time. There are no friends online on QQ, all the online are some business relationships at work, and I stay incognito and quietly, not wanting to say anything more to them. Still nothing to do.

I've been waiting for almost ten hours. I always want to call the witch, but I'm afraid that she will be inconvenient, but in fact, what I'm most afraid of is annoying her.

My mother called and asked if she would go back today, probably because she was worried about me. I can only say that I am out of town, and I will not be able to go home until tomorrow at the earliest, and my mother was a little disappointed, but she still told me to be careful when driving, and not to drink alcohol or anything like that.

The boss turned off the TV and started the song, which was Xu Ruyun's one-man show at the beginning.

Who directed this scene, in this lonely role. The dialogue is always talking to himself, and the opponents are all memories, and I can't see the ending. It's all you throughout, and I'm too thoroughly engaged. If the story is destined to be tragic, why bother to give me beauty, show reunion and parting. In the starless night, I attract you with tears, since I love you without words, I can only smile and cry, let me forget you from now on. In the night without stars, I leave the past to you, if Yiqiē is just acting, I want you to watch the play well, and the heartbreak is just my own......

'Where are you?' The witch's text has finally arrived.

I wasn't in the mood to write word by word, so I simply dialed the phone.

"Are you done?" I couldn't hold back the excitement and excitement in my heart, and I didn't even say hello.

She didn't speak.

"That. Shall I go find you? ”

"Where are you?" The witch didn't seem to be in a hurry to answer and agree.

"In the city where you grew up."

"Oh."

"I want to see you."

"Why do you have to see me?" Although the witch knew the answer to the question, she still had to ask, just as she asked if she loved her or not.

"Because. I miss you! "That's the best reason for that.

"I'll talk about it when I get back." It took a few seconds for her to agree.

I said, "Okay, then I'll go back now!" ”

I hung up the phone, ran to drive, stopped in front of the supermarket, grabbed a box of Red Bull and threw it in the car.

It's time for me to hit the road, it's time to go back to my familiar city and meet the witch.

I adjusted the navigation, filled up the gas, shook my spirits, and found out from the trunk the music that I didn't listen to very often, under the night sky, in the breeze.

I glanced at the navigator and set off.

On the highway, there are not many vehicles, because the navigator does not have any monitoring tips except for the speeding prompt, and the car runs fast, of course, this also contains the concern of the witch, and it is called like an arrow.

Gradually, the vehicle in front slowed down, and not far away, the high-speed traffic police held a shiny baton to signal me to turn. Except for the heavy car accident ahead, the road has been blocked. Stopping the car, I looked at the navigator and there was no highway fork on it that I was about to enter.

It turns out that this is a high-speed that has just been activated, and the navigator has not been updated yet, so the display is blank. A sense of foreboding came over me. However, I had no choice but to follow the car in front of me into this highway that was completely unfamiliar to me and to the navigator.

Under the night sky, I had no reference object to discern the direction, and relied entirely on the arrows on the navigator to confirm the angle I was driving at as the car moved. This is a very terrible thing, I overtook several cars in a row, and I didn't find a car from the same province as myself, so I was completely helpless, so I had to drive slowly.

The navigator has lost its effect, I can only look at the street signs, but unfortunately all the supporting facilities of the highway that have just been enabled are not perfect, but I told myself that theoretically no matter which road I take should be able to get home, at most it is a road to earn more, fortunately I have an extra heart, and I am full of fuel when I get on the highway, so that even if I run a few hundred kilometers more, there is no problem.

Fear and helplessness set the hunger pangs in the air, and there was nothing to eat in the car, only Red Bull, and cigarettes.

Having been empty, coupled with the current fear and helplessness and lack of sleep, my body began to tremble. I finally found myself at a gas station that wasn't in use, and I searched through all the storage compartments in the car and couldn't find anything to eat. In the end, I found a few pieces of deformed candy from the trunk, which can be regarded as a lifesaver.

At this moment, a dazzling light bathed me in light, and after carefully examining the rear license plate, I was pleasantly surprised to find that this was exactly the car I was looking for in the same city as myself. God help me! Almost slamming on the gas, I caught up with the owner.

Similarly, he has never walked this road, but fortunately, the owner of the car is a frequent traveler, so he can also roughly identify his position in this situation. Follow him, anyway, his destination is the same city as mine, and I don't have a better choice in this place where there is no village or store in the past.

I was just about to congratulate myself on having met a savior, but I found that this benevolent brother had brought me far more trouble than help. His car was better than mine, so he was speeding up quickly, and since this brother was a veteran of long-distance running, I couldn't catch up with him at all. Engrossed, I watched the speed of the car, and it was 180 mph, a speed I had never reached at night.

Although there were few cars on the road, the clamor of the engine and the somewhat fluttering body still made me dare not divert my attention in the slightest, so I could only reluctantly follow closely, and I didn't even have time to pay attention to what was written on the street signs I passed, and I didn't dare to pay attention. After about half an hour of traveling, several staggered roads began to appear on the navigator, and the car in front of me began to slow down, and I believe that there should be a crossing not far away.

Sure enough, there were detailed markings on the map on the navigator to let me know where I was.

Immediately following the car in front, I also got off the highway. After paying the bill, I pulled over to the side, calmed myself down, and revisited the navigation prompts.

The heart said, not on the highway, now it's up to you, I hope there is nothing wrong with your great navigation!

Before the wish was made, Saori's call arrived. I picked it up in a hurry.

"Where? Come over for a drink. Saori asked.

"On the way! Ran out on a business trip and was not available. "I didn't know what to say for a while, because I hadn't recovered from my surprise yet.

"Where?"

"I don't know." I glanced at the navigation. "That's it for now, busy." I hung up.

Locate the destination, the navigator is normal. Even though I was hungry, the fear was still there, and I couldn't care about anything.

The car in front of me saw me parked on the side of the road, seemed to understand something, hesitated a little and then hurriedly disappeared into the vast night. Judging from the navigator, the car may be about to turn a long way, and I wanted to tell him, but he had already gone far away, and I couldn't catch up, so I had to silently follow the tips of the navigator.

I remember seeing from TV that the security situation in my area is not very optimistic, and this is also a poor country, because there are few decent buildings on the roadside, and there are no street lights, and the winding road is dark. I didn't even dare to open the windows, and turned on all the front and rear lights that could be turned on, so that I could see the road conditions and the surrounding situation clearly, so as not to be caught off guard when something unexpected happened.

Before I knew it, the speed of the car was extremely fast, and I was still concentrating on every corner. At this time, the navigator showed its skills, accurately prompting every intersection, and he did not run a little more wrongly. There was still not a single car on the road, and the silence was a little scary.

This road did not last long, and the car began to enter the winding mountain road. This is the path I am not good at.

The winding road is not only narrow and narrow, but also has many steep slopes and sharp turns. The headlights themselves are not very bright, and the fine sand that appears on the road from time to time makes the braking distance greatly extended. Just at a sharp bend, before I could finish reading the instructions below the accident-prone section on the road sign, a row of broken guardrails appeared in front of the car.

A screeching sound crossed my ears, and the car stopped on the edge of a cliff that had lost its guardrail, and although the headlights were not harmed in the slightest, nothing was illuminated by them.

I broke out in a cold sweat.

Tighten the handbrake and I got out of the car to check.

Visually, only half a meter away, the car will fall under the cliff.

On a moonless night, it was pitch black below, and I didn't know how deep the cliff in front of the car was, but I knew that if I didn't brake in time, I might be buried here.

At this time, I noticed a long line of guardrails on the side of the road, but this was empty, probably as the previous sign said, quite a few vehicles had fallen from here.

The more I think about it, the more I am afraid, because the consequences are unimaginable.

Carefully reversing out of the car, I sat quietly in the car for more than ten minutes.

Light a cigarette to calm your pounding heart.

There are not many times in a person's life who can pass by the ghost gate, but I think this is one time.

I didn't dare to stay too long, after all, this place is not peaceful, in case one or a group of people emerge from somewhere, even if I don't explain it to the bottom of this cliff, I will explain it to this deep mountain.

Don't dare to be fast, don't dare to be slow, the only thing you can do is to be careful, this state of heart beating in the throat and eyes lasted for at least an hour and a half, and the car turned out of these mountains.

Judging from the navigation, the places in front of me should be some easier roads to run, and it is close to 11 o'clock, and there are no cars on the road. I drank too much water, and I had a sense of defecation from the edge of the cliff, maybe I was afraid of the guide, and I completely forgot about it, there was a big road in front of me, and there was not a single car.

It's better to find a place where people haunt and get off......

After a long time of bumps, familiar buildings slowly appeared on both sides of the road.

I didn't sleep for another day, and I drove back with stiff hands and feet like a machine. Actually, from the moment she walked out of the house with her luggage, I felt like a walking corpse. Rotten flesh and rotten flesh, without a soul.

I made an appointment with her, Sun Plaza, Huping City. Wearing the stars and the moon, the closer to the lake, the more spiritual.

To the north of Plaza del Sol is the city's largest mall, and as I parked on the side of the road, I saw the witch Tingting pacing across the road.

A pair of large sunglasses were over her cheeks.

I lit a cigarette and leaned back in the car, watching her every step. Didn't tell her where I was, but I'm sure she had seen me a long time ago.

I didn't know what I was supposed to say, and although I wanted to explain it to her, I didn't know how to say anything in the face of the so-called fearlessness and numbness that the witch once expressed.

"You. Hate me? ”

"No!" She didn't look back, "Why should I hate you?" ”

Silent. Silence again.

Silence until the lights were on.

In the distance, the sound of children laughing and playing can be heard clearly.

"Didn't you always want to be free? Now you have it. It was the witch who broke the silence.

This is a relatively interesting question, after all, it is not a topic that the witch deliberately squeezed out in order to break the silence.

"What else do I need without you?" I looked out the window to the witch's face.

"Do you think you have the face to say this to me?" The witch seemed to be concentrating on admiring the window, so she simply put her arm on her chin and leaned down on the window.

"Do we really want to, goodbye? Never to be seen? "I tried to make my expression appear in the witch's afterglow, so I leaned forward.

"Go to the café." She said.

"Okay, you lead the way!"

Let's go to the innermost couple's seat around the corner.

Very disappointed, not only for me, but also for her.

Because, there are already people in the room. And the waiter told us that they had just arrived, so it didn't look like they would just leave.

I had no choice but to change positions.

Maybe it's too early, but the second floor is indeed clean, with only the faint sound of music.

The structure of the second floor is similar to that of the bottom floor, and we still chose that location, judging from the layout of the stairway, it is still the innermost corner.

She still wanted the Blue Mountains she loved, and I think she was reliving that feeling as well.

However, she never sat down on the stool next to me again.

I smoked silently, not knowing what to say, not being able to say what I wanted to say, or not being able to say it, not wanting to say it, and of course not wanting to say it. The words that I wanted to appeal to the witch have disappeared at this moment.

"You smoke less!" Under the table lamp, the light shone a little dimly on Lin Xi's concerned eyes.

"Yes!" I snuffed out the cigarette that was only half burning.

I can't say whether it's gratitude or what, I always feel that I have become so small at this time, so small that I don't pay attention to the mood and state of my loved ones, and I feel a little self-blaming.

"We're divorced, your family is happy, right?" I looked her in the eye.

"You're happy, aren't you?" She asked.

"Shall we go to a movie?" I chose to start the wrong topic and didn't want to continue on this topic, and the movie poster in the café came into my eyes at this moment.

"Whatever."

""Painted Skin", which has just been released, should be good." Pointing in the direction of my finger, the witch began to earnestly examine the movie poster in the corner.

Coming out of Shangdao Coffee, it is already starry, late autumn, a little cool, there are no many people in the square opposite, but the snacks set up on both sides of the road are still booming. Bypassing the cars parked in front of the food stalls, we drove onto the riverside boulevard.

In the distance, the lights on the Yi River completely present a beautiful outline of the bridge, and the reflection in the water also spares no effort to participate in the creation of a beautiful night scene. I quietly lifted the window of Lin Xi's car, for fear that the cold wind blowing on the river would hurt her.

Wanda Cinemas. The largest cinema in the city. The security guard at the gate was busy arranging the endless stream of cars coming in and out, and I found a parking space in the corner. Walk through the bars and nightclubs below and enter the cinema from the elevator, and most of the people in front of the bar look like couples.

I came to see "Painted Skin". The last game, at 10 o'clock sharp, with fifteen minutes to go, is now the final break, and the waiter signals that we can wait first.

"Would you like something to drink? What about a movie that lasts more than an hour, or something to eat? "At the door of the movie room, I stopped in front of the small supermarket.

"I don't want to eat, I don't want to drink!"

She couldn't order it, so I grabbed two bottles of water from the shelf. We were in the fourth row next to the aisle, and there were already quite a few people seated, and there was a couple of men and women sitting next to each other, but the man looked a little obscene.

"Witch, you can do it outside." I hesitated for a moment and made a decision.

The witch didn't say anything, but glanced at the man, and probably understood what I meant.

The witch didn't seem to feel much about this type of thing, there was no excitement or loss, and there was more of a hint of accommodation on her expression. I basically can't remember the plot of this movie, because I didn't watch it at all, and for a whole hour and a half, my mind can be said to have traveled almost half of my life.

From the acquaintance with the witch, the cold and beautiful woman in my imagination, from the domineering when we first met, to the positive results we achieved later, and then to the somewhat terrifying delay in the face of my reason, the witch next to me has been silently staring at the big screen in front of me. It seems that her brain is now completely absorbed and occupied by the plot of the movie, and she has no time to respond to my wandering thoughts with her eyes and body movements.

It's this woman, the woman who has ever appeared in my mind the most, and the only one I can't let go of in my life is her. It is a sin, a sin of appropriation and selfishness.

The witch let go of her cold self-esteem, because it was she who completely let go of her own identity and gave her to me. With the light droplets of water between her hair, as well as her relieved and beautiful expression and longing, she said to me calmly in joy: I want to be with you.

It's a scene I've had in my mind countless times, the beautiful picture of us finally throwing away the original qiē together.

It's hard to tell whether I was moved by this image or because I was infected by the imminent happiness that I imagined, and my tears flowed instantly.

Turning around, the witch was still staring at the screen, not noticing whether the tears on my face were crystal or not, her hand was less than five centimeters away from mine, and I wanted to hold on to her now, telling her that she was mine and would always be mine.

But I didn't, not that I didn't want to, I didn't dare, what I was afraid of was that now I had been branded with disappointment in the witch's heart, and I would never go away anymore.

By ruffling my hair, I wiped away my tears.

"Lin Xi, are you cold?" The expression of true feelings turned into words of concern, and at this moment, I wonder if the witch can feel my true feelings after this excitement.

"Nope." Her answer was gentle, but I didn't feel the response from the bottom of her heart.

"Are you hungry?"

"Nope." Cold.