On the way back, at Yang Caiwei's strong request, Zhao Huchen did not go back directly but drove the car to the vicinity of the City God Temple.

There are a lot of dinners in a place like Mingzhu that can easily cost tens of thousands of yuan a table, and it is not difficult to find snacks and snacks that you want to eat for a few dollars close to the people's livelihood.

There will be young men and women who listen to the iPod shaking their heads and walking by, and middle-aged women holding their children to satisfy their hunger, the voices of the people are lively, and the steaming heat coming out of the snack bars on both sides is mixed with the dim yellow lights on the top of the head and the yellow tone of the entire City God Temple, which is also outlined in the taste of the market under the international city.

The weather at this time is naturally very cold, walking outside and taking a breath, you can see a clear white mist spraying out of your mouth, and a very popular place like Rao is Chenghuang Temple can't dispel the chill of the bones, but looking at those exquisite snacks and delicate and pleasing objects, the gloom that originally belonged to this cold season in my heart has quietly faded a little.

Yang Caiwei is obviously a crazy type of girl, as soon as she arrived at the City God Temple, she raised a bright smile and pulled Zhao Huchen around, completely different from when she was shopping for clothes, she almost wanted to eat every snack bar, stuffed a fried vegetarian dumpling in her small mouth, holding a small bowl of assorted vermicelli in her hand, and her bright eyes were firmly staring at the delicate little pastries in the window, with a cute look of her index finger.

Of course, most of these things ended up in Zhao Huchen's mouth, because in order to preserve her combat effectiveness, most of the things that this girl only ate one or two bites and didn't want them.

Yang Caiwei twisted a fried vegetarian dumpling with her fingers and fed it to Zhao Huchen, watching Zhao Huchen giggle happily when she was stuffed with food in her mouth, and finally fell silent in Zhao Huchen's arms with a smile.

"What's wrong?" Zhao Huchen swallowed the food in his mouth, pulled her to sit down on a bench on the side of the road, rubbed the girl's little head, and chuckled.

"It is impossible to survive in this world if love is too beautiful, because even Shang Yanjing will be jealous. So most of the time it's just struggling in our fairy tale. God seems to have always been happy to see the life and death of human beings, so love has been somewhat bloody since ancient times, and holding love tightly is like holding a sharp dagger in the palm of your hand, and the strange feeling of the sharp blade embedded in the skin will hurt yourself and the other party, right? Yang Caiwei hid her body in Zhao Huchen's arms, she didn't have much shelter to rely on in this cold season, she used to be her father, but after all, her father was just a father, and the girl's mind when she grew up was no longer embarrassed to have no reservations about her father, and now this man has successfully replaced her father's existence and filled a more intimate emotional gap than this, and Yang Caiwei, who is occasionally sad and sad, exposed her blankness in front of Zhao Huchen for the first time.

"Coming is accidental, going is inevitable, so each of us must learn to follow the fate and follow the fate. No one can answer when when we look forward to love and look up to love every day, when will real love suddenly knock on your door, meet the person in our life who can make our hearts beat in the midst of all beings, maybe we will have concerns before we devote ourselves wholeheartedly, is it the right time? Is this person the one who is destined to be? In fact, it is good to meet the right person at the wrong time, or to meet the wrong person at the right time, in fact, love has been waiting for you silently at a certain halfway point of your life journey. Zhao Huchen gently clenched Yang Caiwei's hand, and the arc of his face, which was already slightly feminine, became softer and softer, but it had a warm power that made Yang Caiwei feel at ease.

The mountain alliance and the sea oath are a heavyweight promise that often makes the mountains and the sea embarrassed, so he has always believed that true feelings can stand the scrutiny of time and ordinary life, and he will hardly make so-called love promises. Plain is true, everyone can say it, but what is really done is rare, in Zhao Huchen's eyes, the master and the master may be regarded as one.

Yang Caiwei was silent for a long time when she heard this, Zhao Huchen didn't speak again in the process, just took this girl's hand and walked slowly on one of the most lively streets in the city, the people around seemed to be in such a hurry, sometimes Zhao Huchen would think about where he came from and where he was going? Does everyone have a story behind them? And everyone's life is actually just a story with an endless number of performances?

When he was a child, lying in the courtyard of his own house in Zhaojia Village, with a dog's tail grass in his mouth and his hands on the back of his head, he squinted his eyes slightly and looked at the sunset or the brilliant starry sky, until now and even extended to the infinite future, Zhao Huchen would think that it was the most comfortable enjoyment in his life, no need to consider his life experience, people's hearts, sinister, just think about what kind of method grandpa will use tonight to give himself a "surprise", maybe silently review what the master and mother taught him.

Until now, although he has climbed step by step in this city to the high position he has been longing for but is not actually longing for, Zhao Huchen has never felt that he has truly integrated into the city, perhaps there is a similar sadness similar to Grandma Liu's entry into the Grand View Garden, Zhaojia Village, who has suffered for twenty years and has been poor for twenty years, is after all the first and purest twenty years of his life. In such a world where they only need to deal with beasts and the mothers-in-law and old farmers of Zhaojia Village, the children who came out of the world do have reason not to adapt to this city where people's hearts are more sinister than beasts.

Therefore, Zhao Huchen is used to being silent more often, although he has a pride in not seeking to achieve great things, but this clear attitude of rural people and urban people who ooze out of his bones cannot be ignored.

After a long silence, the air gradually became colder, after the most lively time of the day, the flow of people in the City God Temple was less, but it was still overcrowded, because the relationship between the night market, whether it was the surrounding old pearl people or the people who came to travel from other places, knew that the City God Temple was the best place to come at night, so the number of people here in the early morning would not change much.

"Hurry up and recruit Miss Ben from the truth, these nonsense words are so smooth, how many girls have you used to deceive before?!" Yang Caiwei, who had recovered from the silence, hugged Zhao Huchen's arm tightly, raised a familiar smile that was no longer low, and hummed.

Looking at Yang Caiwei who was radiant in front of him, Zhao Huchen smiled innocently, spread his hand and said: "It is estimated that you are a stupid girl in the world who treats me as a baby, and others still don't look down on me." ”

Yang Caiwei was suddenly unhappy when she heard this, and tightened her arms, and Zhao Huchen's arm in her arms was close to the tender and perfectly developed breast, and this girl was dissatisfied: "That's that group of stupid girls who don't have discernment, just Miss Ben has the vision to see your shining bead at a glance from the vast sea of people!" ”

Zhao Huchen chuckled, and the two snuggled up to each other and walked out of the City God Temple.

The place where the two of them parked was at an intersection outside the City God Temple, about a hundred meters away, and after turning the corner, it was probably because the existence of the City God Temple had absorbed too much popularity, so the street seemed a little deserted, except for the occasional speeding car that rarely saw people walking.

Zhao Huchen and Yang Caiwei were about to get into the car, on the dark side of the road, at the exit of an alley, the sound of chaotic footsteps came, mixed with the shouting of men, and a sound that Zhao Huchen was very familiar with, the unique rustle of sharp weapons rubbing against the wall.

Zhao Huchen's heart moved, and he subconsciously held Yang Caiwei's hand and protected her behind him.

Yang Caiwei, whose hearing is not as keen as Zhao Huchen, is puzzled, at the three-way intersection where the alley mouth and the road are connected, a garbage basket was thrown out, rolled a few times and lay on the road without moving, the shouts of the men who followed and the chaotic footsteps were clearer, this time Yang Caiwei also noticed something unusual, held Zhao Huchen's hand and hid behind Zhao Huchen and secretly looked at the intersection with her eyes.

A man's figure suddenly ran out of the alley, because the speed is too fast, it is easy to cause people to hallucinate as if it was instantaneous, the man who was obviously fleeing for his life ran out of the intersection and saw Zhao Huchen in this direction, someone subconsciously turned around and wanted to run in another direction, but several men who appeared under the street lamp on the horizon made him stop, and finally he ran towards Zhao Huchen.

This kung fu, the group of people who were chasing men in the alley before also rushed out, all of them with big shoulders and round waists, and they all grabbed cold machetes in their hands.

The man in the darkness rushed wildly, and soon ran from the darkness to the place where the street lamp could shine, and Zhao Huchen and Yang Caiwei were also able to see the man's face clearly, because of the relationship between strenuous exercise and blood loss, his face was quite pale, and what made Zhao Huchen play was that this man who was fleeing for his life did not have a single star in his eyes The panic and fear that a person in his position should have at this moment, but the numbness and coldness in those eyes like stagnant water made people shudder.

Just like this man's slender and white palms, his eyes and hands are playful to Zhao Huchen.

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