"Who is this man?"

Chu Sisi put the woman in the center of the picture and stretched out his hand to put the screen across Mu Chun's eyes.

"This is Vice Principal Qin, Vice Principal Qin of the Far North Affiliated Primary School."

Chu Sisi couldn't remember where she had seen this person for a while, so she didn't continue to ask, but Mu Chun could see that she was a little hesitant, so she asked, "What's wrong with you?" Is there something wrong? ”

"Nothing, impossible, impossible."

Chu Sisi muttered, and Liu Dan didn't know what was going on with Chu Sisi.

Bai Lu was busy all day, after returning home, she was still alone, today she wanted to go to her mother's place for dinner, but she was not invited by her mother, yesterday she didn't want to go to her mother's place for dinner, but her mother called her to call her over.

Mom always has her ideas, Bai Lu sometimes feels that she is a person who doesn't need to have ideas in front of her mother, when she was young, her mother asked her to practice the piano, she practiced the piano, it doesn't matter if she wants to practice the piano or not, whether she wants to practice the music she is playing, anyway, her mother said that she would practice if she wanted to practice.

However, even if he is so obedient and practices every day, in the end he is just an ordinary graduate of the conservatory, as if he once had the opportunity to go to a higher level of achievement, but that is just an illusion.

There are too many geniuses in this world, and there are more talented and hard-working music learners than tadpoles in the summer pond.

She's not worth mentioning at all.

Mom also feels more and more that Bai Lu has nothing to be proud of, and now she would rather introduce Lulu's husband to the famous trumpet player He Ping, but unfortunately not many of her friends are people who will dig their pockets to buy tickets to see He Ping's performance.

Bai Lu has been walking along the dew going home, passing by the community and feeling that he is alone when he goes home now, in the past six months, every time he has such an idea, Bai Lu will walk along the green space in front of the house, to the beach.

The seaside trail is very long, starting from the foot of Bai Lu and walking eastward, it is only half of the Hongyikan Gymnasium, and it is only six or seven kilometers.

When she first moved here, He Ping would walk along the trail with her, watch Europeans boxing alone on the beach at night, or watch high school students dancing on the beach.

There are two bars on the way to the gymnasium, and occasionally Bai Lu will go to sit and have a drink, and sometimes, she will meet some people there.

That's it, everything is a smooth sailing, and there is no responsibility.

Bai Lu didn't know when she started to get used to this kind of life.

It seems that as long as He Ping is not at home and the work is not going well, Bai Lu wants to go to the bar for a drink.

I really don't know how to develop this habit.

She walked to the first bar, hesitated for a moment, and sat down on a bench outside the bar.

There was still some sporadic light rain at night, and when the sea breeze blew, the cold chill floating on his body, Bai Lu subconsciously wrapped his coat tightly and watched the ships on the sea sail by slowly. On the opposite side of the sea is the bustling business district, where the lights don't go out completely all night.

is so prosperous, but in Bai Lu's eyes, there is only coldness and coldness.

A man in a raincoat stood under the eaves of the bar, Bai Lu sat on the bench for ten minutes, and the man watched her under the eaves for ten minutes.

For ten minutes, Bai Lu felt the coldness and pain in her back, while the man felt pleasure and a longing for action.

When Bai Lu made up his mind to go into the bar and have a drink, the man followed.

He didn't take off his raincoat, but folded it into a somewhat loose coat, and he looked quite energetic.

Bai Lu asked for a glass of vodka without adding ice cubes, but she asked for an ice cube to put aside and took a sip gently.

In fact, White Dew didn't like the taste of vodka, and after getting drunk on vodka a few times, White Dew during the day didn't like the taste of vodka even more.

When it comes to vodka, she feels like she's vomiting, as if she's not holding a clear glass in her hand, but the toilet flush valve in her house.

That's it, life is impermanent, how do you understand you at night during the day, how do you understand you when you're sober.

Bai Lu raised her head and drank it all, this time, she knew that she was going to do something stupid again.

In the blink of an eye, a wave of pleasure swept over me, like a body tied to cotton around it, slowly flying into the sky, it was a carefree sky, like angels swimming in their bathing suits in the sky.

The jazz bar actually has a decent number of customers.

Bai Lu noticed that a man with a delicate face was looking at her, a gaze that was familiar to her.

"Would you like another drink?"

The man asked for another drink, and Bai Lu asked, "Do you want to go for a walk on the beach?" ”

The man helped Bai Lu out of the bar, the musician was playing, and Bai Lu's ears were still circling with the ambiguous style of jazz music.

Yes, ambiguous. She just wants to be ambiguous, and the feeling of budding love will make her feel that she has returned to the time when she first met He Ping, when there was a hint of sweetness in the breeze.

The man helped Bai Lu home, the man sat on the sofa in the living room, took off his dark green coat, and his thin body slowly approached the bathroom where the sound of water sounded.

Later, Bai Lu saw a figure with no clothes on his upper body in the fog that had just been covered by the mirror.

"What's the hurry, I'm still taking a shower."

Bai Lu replied and closed the shower curtain.

Although she was drunk, Bai Lu still felt that a figure in the mirror who had not left for a long time was looking at her.

Bai Lu is always angry and afraid to speak on weekdays, but after drinking, he speaks more directly and has a more domineering temper.

She opened the curtains suddenly, regardless of whether she was wearing clothes or not, and scolded angrily, "Didn't I tell you not to wait here!" Went to the living room. ”

After speaking, he drunkenly closed the shower curtain and hummed a song to continue taking a bath.

The man took off his clothes, pulled back the shower curtain and walked in.

On Wednesday morning, the frightened Bai Lu walked into the diagnosis and treatment room of the physical and mental department, and Mu Chun saw Bai Lu who was panicked and came to the hospital without makeup at all.

"White dew? Have you registered? I didn't see it. ”

When Chu Sisi came in, he saw that the collar of Bai Lu's white sweater was open, and half of the neckline slipped under his shoulders, so he hid in the corridor in fright, and hurriedly pushed open the door of the opposite treatment room, quickly locked the door, and touched his heart that was about to jump to his throat.

"I don't have a registration, can you help me hang up here?"

Bai Lu threw the medical insurance card to Mu Chun.

"Yes, I can register you here, but can you tell me what's wrong with you?"

Bai Lu thought for a moment and bit her lip hard, "I want to do a brain test, I think I'm sick." ”