On the morning of the third day back at the villa, the old man called the short and big ones to come back and pick me up, and by the way to receive the flowers that were to be sold for the next week. They don't know when they had the bike, it looked a little old, but it was good.

The short one is as cheerful as ever, no, frivolous. The big one was listless, his eyes without a hint of aura and without a lustre. The big one beckoned me to get into the back seat of his car, and the short one asked for the flowers and living expenses that he was going to sell next week.

The short one tied three large flower boxes to the back seat of the car, and then asked the big one to go with him.

During the ten minutes I was out of the garden, I tried to relax and not think about school, because the law and order were not very good during the war years, but what scared me was not the police coming to arrest me, but the horror of people's hearts. After all, now that I'm freer, I'm enjoying something I've never felt before.

"Hey! It's downhill, black face, stand on top of the seat bag, be careful. "Short words bring me back to reality. I tried to stand up, my hands gripping the big man's shoulders tightly. At this point, the car leaned forward a little and then rushed down the hill very quickly. I started to feel the huge wind passing through my cheeks, it was very comfortable, it was very refreshing, and I suddenly felt like I could run and fly infinitely, I could feel everything, without restraint. Perhaps, this is freedom, it doesn't need too many definitions, it's infinite running.

We ran this slope for about a minute, and after another minute they were going to pedal on their own. Soon I saw the city, but instead of going in recently, they made a detour, saying that they were going to Nancheng, because Nancheng is all slums, and many war refugees live there. Finally, when we entered the southern part of the city, the short one turned the box to the big one, and I got on the short one. After that, we went deep into the endless streets. It is worthy of being a slum, although there are many residential buildings, but few of them are lit up. Leaflets and newspapers were blown by the wind on the ground, the street lights were not lit, and we were the only vehicle on the road.

I asked the short one, "What are we doing here?" ”

The short man said: "You just happened to have a party, in a charity bar called Southern Lights, all of them are to give some subsidies to some people who are in difficulty, of course, if you go in, you have to pay 8 yuan per person, and after you go in, you can eat and drink as much food as you like." ”

I said, "Oh. "I didn't expect there to be such a place, and it seems that not everyone is a bad person.

I asked again, "Why don't you come?" ”

The short one said, "He will go home first and place the flowers, and he will come over immediately." We stayed at the water level inspector post under a bridge, and because the river was dry, the inspector post was deserted, and we took advantage of the weakness to enter. ”

"Oh." It seems that they have found a foothold in the past few months.

After saying that, I noticed that there were more people on the streets, they were dressed in tatters, many of them were carrying huge backpacks, most of them were old people and country ladies, they were supposed to be refugees. It's just that some of them are holding high-end food that people like them shouldn't have and can't afford, which shows that the Southern Lights are not far away.

We rode along the crowd until we finally arrived at what seemed to be the only room in the southern city with lights on. The gate of the Southern Lights is around the corner, and the bar is brightly lit, crowded, and surging like a hornet's nest, but not crowded, because it is the largest room I have ever seen, twice as large as the old man's villa, and there are about a thousand people in the bar. It's just that I saw something at the door that shouldn't exist in the slums, a luxury car. I didn't bother to think about it so much, so I went straight in with the short one.

The short one has found a seat. He said to introduce me to a friend, and he walked away. He returned a minute later, with a man who was a head taller than him and smoking a cigarette, and a dozen beers. The man shook my hand and said, "Hello, my name is Mench."

I said, "Oh, hello, my name is Blackface. ”

Mench said: "It's a rare name. ”

I smiled wryly: "Actually, I was forced to take it, and I don't want to have such a ridiculous name." ”

The short man said: "Menqi is quite familiar with the current social situation, and he took good care of us when we first came out of the city. ”

I said, "Then I'll take care of it a lot." ”

Mench said, "Haha, I'll do my best." ”

This man seems to be quite easy-going.

The short man opened a bottle of wine and handed it to me. I tried taking a sip and it felt good, then I took another big sip and it felt more and more refreshing, and I quickly finished a bottle. When I drank the second bottle, I felt that all the past memories of the intestines were left behind, and I enjoyed the pleasure and paralysis brought by the wine.

I saw some guys dressed like rich people wandering around the bar stage, like they were ready to put on stage. I asked Mench, "Why are people from the city here?" I thought they were dirty. ”

Menqi glanced there and said, "Oh, those people, they are all people who want to be stars, so they come to this kind of ghost place to sing for free and give us poor people sponsorship, so that in the future, there will be a lot of grassroots people to support them in what talent show those people go to, so it will be popular." ”

"Oh, that's right." I say.

"Keep an eye out tonight, I heard that a 17-year-old beauty is coming."

"Oh!? Is it. "I'm a little excited.

Half an hour later, there was finally movement on the stage, and I was very much looking forward to the beauty that Mench said. However, the first one to come up was a huge "beauty" who weighed about 200 pounds, her eyes were squinted like hair, and her nose seemed to be plastic surgery against meat buns. I petrified, glanced at Menqi, and said, "This is the beauty you say!?" I didn't expect you to be so good, your taste is even more unique than my name! ”

Menchi said: ", I didn't know it was this, the store manager told me, the store manager teased me!" Does this product still want to be a star? In this vain society is impossible. ”

I said, "Well, it's going to make me excited." ”

Menchi said, "Hehe, you probably haven't seen any beautiful women in the mine." ”

I said, "Nonsense. ”

"I'm sorry! Guys, I'm late. "Suddenly, a clear voice came through the stereo, and just listening to it was enough for me to be wolf-like. The eyes of the three of us turned to the stage, and next to Miss Giant stood a fairy with delicate facial features, big eyes, and a particularly prominent S line. As Miss Giant stood next to her, we felt that she was even more beautiful. They were sitting in chairs, Miss Giant was playing the guitar, Miss Fairy was singing, why did they keep saying that she was a fairy, because the short one was now lustful to death. There were several attempts to charge the stage while they were singing, but Mench and I were all able to stop them.

They sang for half an hour and then left the stage. They got into the car driven by two men. One man has a little mustache and the other wears sunglasses. Mench said: "The man in the sunglasses is their agent, the boyfriend of the beautiful woman with the mustache. ”

I was a little surprised: "Got a boyfriend so soon?" ”

Mench said: "The thinking of those young people is like that now. ”

The short one interjected: "I must snatch the beautiful sister from that mustache!" ”

I despise it in all my might.