The black hole in the bar, flashing and rotating magnesium lights, the heart beats regularly with the rhythm of the super-large speaker, Qiao Yang is not like the group of sexy and unrestrained crowd, he sits quietly on the bar alone, touching his chin that has just been shaved clean with a razor, he ordered a glass of wine, drank for several hours, his body did not leave the stool for a long time, and changed the posture he felt was the most handsome every hour.

This time, he touched his chin with one hand and shook the wine glass with the other, with a pensive look, serious and calm that he disguised well. Gradually, a smile spread across his face, which lasted only a few seconds before disappearing, and he thought: I don't believe that no one is coming to me this time.

The waiter at the bar, after wiping the last cup, put it in the cabinet upright, glanced at Qiao Yang, walked over, and just wanted to open his mouth Qiao Yang had already looked at her, and in the past ten seconds, he had already seen the girl thoroughly. The face is slightly pointed but has not been facelifted, and there are no additives. The facial features don't belong to his liking, but they can be regarded as above average, and they are okay. At the age of about 20 years old, he is definitely a college student who has never seen the world and works here, simple.

And also..... Qiao Yang glanced at it a few more times in the last few seconds she approached, and her figure was bumpy and perfect.

The waiter came, he needed to stay calm, and hurriedly took out his sunglasses from his pocket and put them on, in front of the girl, he still had to pretend to be mature, and he could also pretend to be wild, he felt that he looked very characteristic with sunglasses, and this simple waiter should like it.

The waiter was silent for a few seconds because of his strange behavior of wearing sunglasses, and then tried to say to him: "Sir, you have been sitting here for several hours, you have neither danced nor asked anyone, and this son has been sitting with you for a long time." We'll be closing soon, so let's see if we can leave first."

The waiter's tone was quite relaxed, he could still see the waiter's beautiful face under the projection of black sunglasses, Qiao Yang decided to continue pretending, and then he picked up a cigarette and put it in the corner of his mouth, picked up a lighter and lit the cigarette butt, took a puff first, and slowly spit out the smoke.

After doing a series of actions, he felt that he was doing a good job, so he said to the waiter, "Oh, I think it's time to go", and then took out a hundred-dollar bill from his pocket, which he deliberately took out of his wallet and put in his pocket, because he felt that the money was a little less temperamental when taken out of the wallet.

He slapped the 100 yuan bill on the bar, got down from the high chair next to the bar, straightened the clothes on his body, briefly combed from the collar to the coat, and completed a set of standing postures that he thought were very handsome, and said calmly: "I don't need to look for today's order."

He turned his back to the waiter and smiled evilly, thinking to himself: "What a handsome, that little girl must be charmed by my attractive man." Qiao Yang planned to have a reason to talk to this waiter tomorrow, thinking about going out of the bar and inviting himself to a supper to treat himself.

Before he got out of the door, it was pitch black in front of him, and his feet were stretched out and he fell straight to the ground, and the corner of his eye seemed to have been pierced by some sharp object, and now it hurts.

You won't be blinded! He covered his right eye wildly, didn't even bother to care if the sunglasses on the ground were broken, and leaned against the wall he touched casually with a painful look. Not really! Pretending to be in front of the girl will be like losing his eyes, so he is too much of a loss, not worth it! Worth!

He screamed for a long time, and was finally discovered, and at the same time disturbed the bar manager, he looked at the momentum, and the expression of wailing just now disappeared and his arrogance suddenly rose, and he hurriedly shouted: "Can your facilities be safer, you see, you see, what I have fallen." Qiao Yang didn't take his hand away to show the manager, but his fingers were already overflowing with blood, and he was even more scared when he opened it and saw everyone's reaction.

Did the manager apologize to him at the time, he also forgot, he was really in pain, the wound hurt him to death, he scolded a few words about the corridor facilities of this bar, complained about his life twice, and was sent to the hospital.

The doctor bandaged him and explained that it was nothing wrong with the eyelids, and the tense strings of the whole person relaxed. Qiao Yang touched the wound covered with gauze, which covered his entire eye.

He hurriedly looked around, looking for any reflective crystals, saw the special mirror on the eye chart, and took a hard look at himself.

The right eye was covered by a piece of gauze, which affected his face, which stinked several times a day, not to mention, just looking like a pirate or something like a bad guy.

In the past few years, he has seen the wrinkles crawling on his face, and the gray hair between his temples, he knows that he is old, but he doesn't mind at all, but he feels that what he likes in this era is a handsome uncle, and he is confident that his appearance is more than that of a young man, and he can definitely win the hearts of many girls. But now his confident handsome face has been ruined by this crappy gauze, so how can he pretend to be handsome in front of the girl, how can he be a sister.

Seeing that he was in tears like this, he glared at the manager fiercely and said, "How do you say how to compensate, you made me like this, and I will be in the future..." He just wanted to say the purpose of his face, but he felt inappropriate and swallowed it back.

The bar manager was embarrassed, and stumbled for a long time before he said: "You, what do you want, how do you want, how to pay."

"Hmph", Qiao Yang turned his head and continued to look in the mirror, how to compensate and how to accompany himself to think, do you still need me to say it so thoroughly.

The doctor couldn't stand it, flipped through the information sheet, and said peacemaker: "Your wound is just a skin injury, and it can be dismantled in a few days." The big deal is to leave a scar, you are a big man at this age, and your daughters are in their teens, so you won't care", he said this to Qiao Yang, and then turned to the manager and said: "Just give him some money, forget it, things are not big."

What is not big, what is only a scar. The most important thing is to leave a scar, Qiao Yang's hair immediately stood up, can this be a trivial matter.

"It's clear that you fell off while walking by yourself and accidentally wearing sunglasses, how can you blame us", the waiter he met just now suddenly stood on the opposite side of him and said, speaking abruptly as if he was on the side of justice.

Qiao Yang, who was regarded as the anti-justice party, was angry, but now that he was told that the accident was his own business, he was even more angry, and hurriedly inserted his waist. I think it doesn't matter if you are a woman or a man, your own interests are the most important.

"Little girl, let's talk about evidence, I had an accident in your bar, you heard it when I checked it just now, the wound is an inch deeper, my eyes are over, if you dare to talk nonsense about such a big thing, you will be responsible", Qiao Yang spoke very calmly, as if he suddenly became a teacher, and then reasoned with them.

The waiter was speechless for a moment, his head was lowered, and the manager didn't seem to give up all hope, touched her and said, "It seems to be wearing sunglasses, right?"

Looking at the waiter's hesitation, with the word 'like', Qiao Yang's heart seemed to be clear.

You still want to fight with me like this.

Qiao Yang disdainfully walked out of the hospital, his eloquence was good, and he said a lot of things that he was not easy to be injured and that it was really pitiful, and the bar manager gave him the compensation he wanted.

The waitress scolded a few words on the side, glanced at Qiao Yang coldly, and left in a hurry.

When he came out of the hospital, it was already early in the morning, and the taxi was fruitless, he continued to stand on the side of the road, while nibbling on the bread he bought from the convenience store, watching the sky gradually break, the neon lights on the side of the road flashed brilliantly, he crumpled the finished bread bag and threw it into the trash, since there was no car, he walked back on foot, and he could save a few dollars.

After walking for an hour and a half, the sky became completely brighter, and he finally arrived at the door of his rental house, only to see a pile of his clothes in front of the door being ruthlessly stacked in the suitcase, the suitcase was unzipped, and the large and small daily necessities, as well as some of the none, were thrown out of the door.

The door is closed, and it seems that the locks have been changed, and this landlord is really desperate, not just owing a few months of rent, and not really not giving it to him. Qiao Yang took the money he had stolen from the bar manager and called the landlord.

"How many times do you have to make me believe you, I have contacted another tenant last night, moved out for you, and saved you from doing it yourself, when the landlord has not seen such a cheeky boy like you for so many years, oh no, it's uncle", the landlord was originally sleepy-eyed and heard the call from Qiao Yang in a daze, remembering that he was sleepy, and he couldn't wait to run to the grandson now, pointing at his nose and scolding a few words.

As soon as the landlord finished speaking, he didn't give Qiao Yang a chance to continue, and hung up the phone decisively. Qiao Yang held his mobile phone in one hand, the money in the other, and his luggage beside him, swaying lonely in the first cold wind blowing in the early morning.

Is this still the rhythm of homelessness, his first reaction was too late to make such a conclusion. The only thing that came to mind was that the landlord actually said that he was an 'uncle', which was absolutely unbearable. He wanted to throw the phone out of his hand and relieve his anger, but his instinctive reaction made him unbearable.

Looking at the luggage on the ground for a few seconds, holding the money tightly, slowly putting it in his pocket, protecting his mobile phone, squatting down to sort out the messy luggage, well! Homeless.

"Dad", a calm girl's voice sounded behind him, he didn't seem to have heard this unfamiliar word for a long time, he didn't look around There were no old men, just him, who else could he call if he wasn't called, Qiao Yang turned around suddenly.