"Who?"

Wan Qingsheng looked around, the people in the seat, he didn't know any of them, everyone was watching, he dared to say crazy words, the fox was fake and the tiger was mighty, if it wasn't for Jun Moxiao's presence, he would have been arrested.

"Wan Qingsheng, director of the Kyoto West District Administration, and the sub-director six years ago, I didn't expect to be upright now, and I will be angry?" It was a hooligan, I saw the little hooligan walk over from his seat, and in a condescending tone, he sarcastically said: "The Western District Administration, it's really good to forget the scar and forget the pain, are you sure you don't remember me?" ”

Looking down at Wan Qingsheng, one step at a time, two steps and three steps, the little hooligan followed the footsteps, and suddenly exuded a faint killing intent all over his body, which startled everyone in the Lafeng family and gave way one after another.

Looking at the little hooligans, as well as the few people who pulled the wind dragon gods on the seats, although they tried their best to restrain their own breath, but from the time they entered, the wind and snow vaguely noticed that each of them had a very strong force, not even weaker than themselves.

It's hard to imagine that they who haven't gone through the baptism of the star field, they all have the strength comparable to the later stage, thinking that the wind and snow are not calm, if they go through the baptism of the star field in the future, then they will have it? The strength will inevitably swell to a terrifying level.

"Remember you? Who do you think you are, funny! Wan Qingsheng sneered in his heart, but the hooligan did not stop.

Looking at the figure slowly walking over, familiar, the more familiar it became, Wan Qingsheng's pupils suddenly contracted violently, and the whole person froze there as if he had been struck by lightning, his eyes were filled with unprecedented fear, and his lips trembled: "You.. You.. Are you cold..... Front. ”

One stumbled, his legs were weak, in front of his subordinates and many people, Wan Qingsheng was so frightened and paralyzed on the ground, his face was full of dead ashes, and for a while, the audience was silent.

"Fox, how do you solve it?" The hooligan didn't pay attention to Wan Qingsheng, and directly turned to look at Feng Luxue and asked.

"There are so many people outside, and there is not enough security, so let them go to the vigil." The irony of the wind and snow is obvious, in the square outside, there are more than 10,000 people, if you want to talk about illegal gatherings, it seems that it is not their turn to be here.

"Haven't you heard the fox's words yet? Don't get out of here. The hooligan shouted angrily, so frightened that Wan Qingsheng disappeared from everyone's sight, and the more than 3,000 police forces behind him also followed him, and the vigil went, it was really in a hurry, and it was in a hurry.

After the police left one after another, the banquet hall exploded, everyone expressed their exclamation, everyone present, maybe nothing if they didn't know Wan Qingsheng, but everyone who knew them fell into a state of stupor: "He, who is he?" ”

Noticing the many brothers who were still in a trance, Feng rubbed the snow and said loudly: "Okay, okay, everyone continue, drink what should be drunk, sing what should be sung, tonight, there is you, there is me!" ”

"Cold front?"

After the reprieve of the game, Jun Moxiao looked at the hooligan seriously, although he didn't know where this companion named Leng Feng was, but he scared Wan Qingsheng with just one face, he was definitely a terrifying existence, why didn't Guoan have a record of him, he had to figure it out!

Guoan, above the central government, and the hooligans, the members of the dragon group, are above the central government, it is not a concept at all, I want to figure it out, unless the hooligans themselves speak, otherwise, there are only four words, and the authority is insufficient.

Wan Qingsheng, who went out to hit the yellow calendar, stepped on dog shit, and was driven out to keep vigil, can be regarded as having poured eight lifetimes of blood mold, but he has a good year, but he wants to run out and toss blindly, now it's okay, something happened!

Leng Feng, Tai Sui's next member, is him, six years ago, the Western District General Administration, in front of all the police, all the national security, the former director, brutally cut off his fifth limb, not only fine, but also sent the director to prison, of course, it can be described as a sensation, and Leng Feng has been included in the list of not to be provoked since then.

You must know that the former director is a descendant of the Qin family, and his terrifying background strength makes people chill when they think about it, but they didn't expect that they would be so vulnerable in front of Tai Sui's subordinates that they didn't even dare to let go of a fart, so that they had the opportunity to serve as the director of the Western District, so that he could become the director of this bureau, and Leng Feng was the first to take the credit.

"What is this?"

Wan Qingsheng in the vigil, inadvertently glanced at it, his eyes fell on the steel beast, his footsteps were suddenly shocked, and the whole person was not calm.

"Tai Sui's car, you can't be wrong, I didn't expect Tai Sui to appear, is Kyoto going to change the sky again?" Wan Qingsheng's feet trembled, he could already smell an unusual breath, he no longer expected anything, he hoped to protect himself, that's all.

At night, it was late, the program outside the square fell, and the crown was still lively, especially the next red envelope pie, hundreds of millions of cash were piled up in front of everyone, so scared that everyone on the field almost had a heart attack, and their eyes couldn't take their eyes off the mountains of cash.

10,000 yuan red envelopes, everyone has a share, the atmosphere on the field is burning at one point, including the waiters, they can't stop smiling, which can be their monthly salary.

"An Yi, what are you busy with? It's only here now, hurry up and get a red envelope. An Yi, who had just entered the arena after watching with love, urged.

"So wide?" An Yi pursed her lips and smiled, then walked towards the banquet table, looked at the cash piled up on the stage, and breathed a deep sigh of relief, it was completely a temptation to lead people to sin.

"Give, Wishing you prosperity!"

With such a familiar voice, An Yi's eyes turned to someone who was sent to him, and he was stunned.

"Yi, no matter what happens in the future, we will be together for the rest of our lives, okay?"

"Okay, Xiaoyi has belonged to Xiaofeng all her life."

"Yi, don't go, don't leave me, I will definitely bring you happiness!"

"I'm sorry, let's break up, I don't want to hurt you, the happiness you give is not what I want!"

"Why? Yi, I swear, I will definitely make a lot of money in the future, everything you want, everything will be given to you, please don't leave me, okay? ”

"Forget it, I'll talk about it later, I'm gone, take care of myself in the future."

.......

The sweet words of the past walked to the cold sidelines when leaving, who yellowed whose memory, An Yi looked at the smiling wind and snow, as if she had returned to the past, at that time there was him, me, and our smiling faces, there were endless words, endless TV series, and gossip about which boy was more handsome.

But now, time is like a flying arrow, always moving forward, no matter how distressing the scenery behind it is, it will not shed tears, nor will it go backwards.

"Will he still remember me?" When An Yi took the red envelope from the wind and snow, the flatness between the wind and the snow made her heart squeeze hard, painful, and suffocated, almost drowning her......

"Brother Fengzi, give you a thumbs up!" Wan Wan suddenly appeared on the side, and gave a thumbs up to the wind and snow, and the wind and snow were inexplicable, and then Wan Wan smiled: "Just ignore her, just do it, let her An Yi dare to look down on you before." ”

"An Yi?"

In the end, the most regrettable thing is not that they can't walk together, but that they actually forgot each other's faces, Feng Luxue looked at the back of her leaving, after a lifetime, he really forgot, or rather, she was just a passerby in his heart.

"An Yi, what's wrong?" Youai looked at An Yi, who was pale, and wondered, followed her gaze, and suddenly thought: "That person seems to be their head, a super god-level big man, I heard that tonight's consumption is all his, if he can take a fancy to me, how good it would be, then my life will be perfect." ”

"Shenhao?" An Yi regrets it, it's hard to imagine that a few months ago, he still had nothing, but at this moment, he had everything he dreamed of, if they were still together, if, how could there be so many ifs, yesterday you ignored me, today I let you can't climb high, maybe this is the true portrayal of An Yi's heart, looking at the wind and snow on the stage, a kind of lost soul and depressed emotion, permeating my heart, I can't get together for a long time.

"Does he still love himself?" An Yi thought about it, and there was some hope in her heart, she didn't break up with Feng Luxue because she threw herself into the arms of a rich man, but because he was a poor boy, three no personnel, no house, no car, no income, between the opposition of her family, she left ruthlessly, the most important thing is that since the separation, she has not made any man, maybe she can't forget him, this is her hope.

The night is very beautiful, how much grace has fallen and drunk alone, standing by the crown window of the wind rubbing the snow, looking down at the dots of the city at night, greedy for a cup alone, at this moment, who is who? Hazy eyes, wind rubbing snow felt a strong longing in his heart, out of desire, constantly calling him, unconsciously, tears fell silently.

"With love, you help me." At the end of the curtain, watching the wind rubbing the snow alone to the empty cup, An Yi finally mustered up the courage and walked over.

"Wind, long time no see, you, how are you doing?" An Yi found herself asking a very idiotic question.

"Well, it's okay." Feng Rubbing Xue turned to look at her and smiled indifferently, An Yi was already a very distant thing for him, he had never left him, and in a casual moment, Feng Rubbing Xue found that the things that he had tried his best to forget were really forgotten.

"I'm sorry, I just left like that." An Yi apologized: "Can you forgive me?" ”

"It's okay, it's all over, there's nothing to forgive or not, everyone has her choice." The past is like smoke, the wind rubs the snow and is not attached, and when it passes, it will let it pass.

"I also say I'm sorry to you, but I don't want you to say it's okay and no longer nostalgic?" Looking at the light and clear appearance of the wind rubbing the snow, An Yi knew what is called unforgettable pain, many times, she can figure out that people always have to continue to grow and lose, but when the loss really comes, she will realize that once lost, it is forever.