Chapter 168: The First Lost Memories

Lin Yang secretly observed him for a while, this guy's temperament is still okay, and describing him with a tiger's head may not match his age, after all, he is in his twenties.

The person looks good. Although this black vest did not add much grace to him, he had already broken away from the clichés of rural people, and his speech and movements seemed very calm, like a man.

Having said so much, it sounded like advice for his own good, and he felt a lot closer to him in terms of mood, Lin Yang picked up the teapot and took the initiative to pour him a glass of water, and leaned over to put the cup in front of him.

"Since we are all rural, it will be troublesome for Brother Chun to take care of it in the future."

Brother Chun picked up the cup and took a symbolic sip.

"You can't say that, little brother, you have to say a few more kind words for me in front of Sister Qin in the future, my brother doesn't have such a blessing as you after all."

Lin Yang was confused, since everyone didn't make things clear, then he limped Li and squeezed his eyes, you fool me and I fool you. Anyway, his purpose was to see Qin Lu sooner and explain that the ghost brother was looking for a small box. Tell him that the little box is in the ancient city of the park, and it is up to her to decide whether it will be calculated or not.

She has a strong backing behind her, and she believes that he will make the best of both worlds decision for herself.

"You are too polite, since we are fellow countrymen, we will definitely take care of each other."

He put the teacup on the coffee table, looked at Lin Yang with a smile and said.

"Well, yes, those of us who have left our homes should be united, unity is strength! Hehe! ”

After he finished speaking, he stood up with a smile, and Lin Yang also stood up.

He hurriedly said.

"Sit down! It is estimated that Sister Qin is coming back soon, and letting her see me with you will arouse her suspicions. The woman ....... ”

He glanced at Lin Yang and smiled knowingly.

"I'm a little bit of a right and wrong, maybe, you should know her better than me, I'll go first, if you've already taken a shower, you can wait for her here slowly!"

Lin Yang nodded uncomfortably and watched him out of the room.

After Brother Chun left, he sat back on the sofa, repeatedly recalling what he had just said.

This guy is vague, what does he want to say! He and Qin Lu have known each other for a long time? Is he an undercover agent or a police officer? It doesn't seem to be, he lacks the righteousness of the police, on the contrary, there is evil under his amiable expression, giving people the feeling that he is pretending.

Did he deliberately hide his true identity? Afraid that others will see that he is an undercover agent?

In short, the impression of this person Lin Yang is not too good, too fake, and evil leakage. It can also be heard from what he said that this guy's ambition is not small.

He thought about it for a while, and he quickly drank the water from a teapot. Qin Lu hadn't come yet, he was a little irritable, he stood up and walked to the window and looked out.

I happened to see the Golden Night Bar opposite, the glass door of the bar was tightly closed, the sunlight did not shine on the glass on the door, reflecting a strong light, and he was curious to look for the shadows of Sister Yun and Rong Rong on the side of the road.

I didn't see them until I turned out of sight on either side, and when he came, they were hanging out on the side of the road, so had they gone back now?

Come to think of it, he had been in this teahouse for some time before and after, and the temperature outside was not very warm, maybe they couldn't wait for him to come out to find them after wandering around for a while, so they had already returned to the bar.

Thinking like this, Lin Yang became even more worried, he was always worried about the ghost brother, he was a cruel wolf, and he was always in danger of attacking people.

And Rong Rong and the two of them are two little rabbits at best, and they will bar with him, just like putting two docile rabbits in a wolf's cage, which can be eaten at any time.

Especially now, the wolf seems to have been driven to starve by himself, and he is slow to bring back the box to him, and the most likely thing he will do is to threaten him with the two girls as hostages.

The more he thought about it, the more frightened he became, and he looked anxiously at the door of the bar for a while, but there was still no movement. Even if he saw Brother Ghost coming out of the door now, this animal was in his sight, he could be sure that Sister Yun and the others were safe.

He eagerly rushed to the door, he felt that waiting for Qin Lu here was like an ant on a hot pot, living like a year, and he felt that his decision was wrong, he should not come here, nor should he speculate about Qin Lu's intentions. He should have waited in the bar, by the side of the wolf, to protect the two girls who were defenseless.

She is extremely stupid, she is all self-inflicted, how simple it is for Qin Lu to find her, can she use such a mysterious and secret?

He pressed the handle of the door, uh! The door was locked. He looked at the advanced door lock, and he thought he wouldn't use it.

After a careful inspection, even though it is an advanced combination lock, the way to open the door should be the same? Why can't it be opened?

He wasn't sure in his heart, so he didn't dare to make a noise, and carefully tinkered for a while, no matter how he tried to get it, the door still couldn't open.

He couldn't have imagined that this door was locked by Brother Chun, and he didn't even dare to use too much force to make it, for fear of accidentally breaking the door lock. He had already broken one of someone's monitors, and he was ashamed of his recklessness at the time, and he regretted it now.

Unable to open it, he moved away from the door to find something else. But there is only one door in this huge room. He thought about jumping out of the window again, the second floor was more than three meters high from the ground, and it was not very difficult to jump down, and the terraced stone walls in his hometown were much higher than this.

He ran to the window and checked all the windows, but he was disappointed, the windows were made of large glass, not even a small fan, and there were dense burglar-proof windows outside.

After tossing for so long, the room was hot, and he was only sweating profusely, as if his whole body was soaked, and the sweat on his face was dripping into his eyes.

He had to wipe the sweat from his eyes with his hands, but every time he wiped it, it seemed to be covered with a veil in front of his eyes, and the more he wiped it, the more blurred it became.

What's going on? The eyes are spicy, is there something on your hands, chili oil? When I raised my hand to look, I couldn't even see how many fingers I had.

The more anxious he was, the more he couldn't figure out what was going on in front of him, he was dizzy, he wanted to sit on the sofa, but he couldn't see where the sofa was, and the gray color palette in front of him was like a palette of all the paints mixed together.

He bent forward like a blind man, trying to touch the wall, and then along the wall to the door or the couch, which he remembered was next to the door.

But he couldn't notice his feet, and accidentally tripped over the coffee table, so he used his hand to pestle, and his hand was pressed on the glass teapot, which couldn't withstand such a sudden attack from him.

Boom!

The teapot shattered under the palm of his hand, and he could feel the pain in his hand, even though it was delayed for a few seconds.

He held the coffee table with his other hand, as if trying to see how badly it hurt, but he couldn't see his own hand there. I only felt like I had been stabbed by something.

What's wrong with me, his heart is tumbling like a sea, he has the desire to vomit but can't vomit, as if he has just been drunk.

I'm drinking tea, not wine! Is it true that you can get drunk by drinking tea?

He barely touched the sofa along the coffee table, and now his body was so weak that it was difficult to even climb onto the sofa, and his arms and legs did not listen to him.

I don't know how many times he slipped off the edge of the sofa, each time he became weaker and weaker, and finally he had to give up. Lying on the cold floor and looking at the ceiling.

It's just that his intuition feels that when he looks at the ceiling, his eyes are just gray, and even the color palette has lost its color.

His mind became sluggish, he regretted that he didn't yell just now, maybe he did that Brother Chun would hear and open the door for him, right?

However, if I want to shout now, I can't shout anymore. The throat has lost the ability to tremble, let alone make sounds.

He secretly felt that he might have a sudden cerebral hemorrhage or cerebral thrombosis, and he thought of Uncle Wu next door, he could still see him walking intermittently, shaking his arms and shaking them. At that time, when he blocked the road, I really wanted to give him a kick, and I still came out for a stroll like this, and it was good for everyone to stay at home honestly.

Now I think, that kick didn't come out of the right way, will I become like that? If that's the case, what is here and there, ghost brother! Sister Yun! Rong Rong! It doesn't have much to do with me anymore.

What else could he do? Even if Brother Ghost's wolf attack occurs, he can only keep it and watch.

So sleepy! But I can't sleep, maybe I can't wake up again when I fall asleep, and even if I wake up, will I remember where the little box that the ghost brother found was placed? No, you can't forget, you must remember, I hope that when I say it, Brother Ghost can be true to his words and let Rong Rong and Sister Yun go.

No, no, I can't sleep, I can't remember Jiajia's appearance when I sleep, so many good memories will disappear after waking up, unwillingly, how good it would be if he was in front of him at this time, take one last look at her, maybe he can recall that good time in the next life.

But what if there is no afterlife? Limped and left Harazi in this world, watching painfully as she and her cousin kissed me and me. Will she still remember the memory of her first love with me?

Hehe! She had forgotten it all now, and she hoped that she would remember it later? It's all at this time, why are you still deceiving yourself. And between her is destined to be a tragedy, there is no future.

In the real society, ants like him who live at the bottom can only look up at those high red faces from afar, spraying the products of obscenity on the screen, although the lucky sparks that pass by occasionally appear, but that gorgeous beautiful moment only belongs to God's alms to the hearts of many ants, and beautiful jokes, hehe.

He finally managed to squeeze out a wry smile, and scratched his head with his hand full of glass shards, hoping that this habitual action would keep him awake a little longer, he had forgotten something more important just now.

He wanted to carve all the faces he had ever seen into his nerves, and when he woke up again, they would become a part of his body, and he would not allow every important memory to pass by slowly.

In the torrent of his eighteen years, he longed for the face that only appeared in his dreams all the time, and suddenly one day he was face to face with him, but it was difficult to find a space in his mind for it in his memory at this time. It was never brought into reality by him, and it didn't seem to have longed to be in his reality.

He was reluctant to watch it slowly disappear, and he didn't expect that it was the first one to disappear in his memory, and even the big yellow dog at the head of the village clearly looked at him wagging his tail and begging for mercy.