The 50 to 60 square meters of the 50 to 60 square meters of the storefront were brightly lit and brightly lit in the middle of the day, bumping around on the table with small green squares and smoking cigarettes.

Smoke rings rose into the air and melted into the turbid air, and the small squares that collided with the occasional loud curse crowd converged into a harsh sound echoing in the mahjong hall, but a little boy turned a deaf ear and watched intently with a green cover novel.

“...”

Sleepily opened his eyes, Xia Junhao stared at the unfamiliar ceiling and fell into deep thought.

He often encounters dreams or something, most of them are absurd and bizarre, this kind of memory dream is too rare, for him, the experience of childhood is not enough to entangle the nightmare of a lifetime.

Family divorce, parents remarried, lack of love from both parents... Is it painful?

In all fairness, Xia Junhao did think about why this was the case when he was a student, why it was me, the whole world is spicy chicken, and it was still interesting in the novel...

As he grew older, he slowly found that there were many unfortunate people around him, whether they were in a better situation than him or a little worse than him, everyone was smiling and living.

Xia Junhao even found a person in college who manipulated the emotions of his classmates like him, and cautiously became a 'good friend' with him.

Soon, Xia Junhao found out that the other party was not the partner he was looking for, because that guy actually came to him solemnly to consult about love.

After doing his best to help the 'good friend' and his crush develop further, Xia Junhao slowly alienated this 'good friend' by means he often used in the past.

When facing a major event that can affect your life, it is actually normal to ask for advice from someone you trust, and Xia Junhao did not leave the other party because of this simple reason, but...

"What's wrong? Xia Junjun, it looks like he hasn't woken up from a dream yet, do you have a nightmare? ”

Finding that Xia Junhao looked sweaty, Lisa took out a wet tissue and glued it to Xia Junhao's forehead, and the unwrapped paper was still in her hand, with the words 'cucumber hydration' written on it.

The beauty effects of cucumbers have been applied for decades...

His thoughts were suddenly distracted by the cool wet wipes, and Xia Junhao immediately focused on the things around him, so as not to bring variables to the current date that were not too heavy but troublesome to him.

"Well, the heroic chicken chop rider is about to rescue Princess Coke, but I didn't expect him to step into the oil pot trap and directly turn into a popping chicken steak, really..."

Probably because dreaming is really energy-consuming, Xia Junhao's casually nonsense dreams have a little connection with food, which is the embodiment of the body's instinctive desire to take in nutrients.

"Although it is very manly to carry everything on his body, but this kind of pressure is also very high, then again, Xia Junjun's nightmare should not be Shura Field, right?"

This kind of superficial excuse really had no effect in front of Lisa, and before she could finish speaking, she was interrupted by Lisa, and turned the topic to something that was more unfavorable to Xia Junhao.

"Ahaha, how can it be, by the way, the afternoon is scheduled for a concert, Japan's super-famous pianist Fuyuma..."

Changing the topic stiffly, Xia Junhao, who just glanced at the ticket casually, didn't even remember who the protagonist of the concert was.

"Miss Dongma Yaozi, there is still half an hour to start, Xia Junjun hurry up and wash up."

is different from ordinary peers, Lisa is more like a big lady in terms of music under the influence of her living environment, so Xia Junhao, who planned for an afternoon date, chose a concert.

"Didn't it start at three o'clock? I overslept..."

I didn't expect that I slept for more than two hours this night, no wonder Lisa was already dressed, but the boy's washing problem was easy to solve, and Xia Junhao only took five minutes to solve it.

"This place is more than you think... A more serious look. ”

Following Lisa to the concert venue, Xia Junhao looked at the venue, their costumes and the visitors around them were completely two styles, in a suit and dress, the down jacket designed with warmth as the core was really conspicuous.

"Suits and dresses are just a style that some people have forced out, and real musicians don't care if the listener is wearing a suit or not."

Often bathed in the eyes of everyone, Lisa behaved much more calmly than Xia Junhao, and those in suits and dresses only glanced at it and didn't look at it here.

There is no such thing as a neurotic who thinks that Xia Junhao and Lisa should be expelled if they are not dressed for this occasion, there is really such a person, and Xia Junhao doesn't mind teaching him what real upbringing is.

He hadn't encountered this kind of novel-like face-slapping plot for a long time, and he just let him suppress the shock and release the mental pressure that had accumulated for so long.

Unfortunately, there was a lot of harmony in the scene, and after all the audience was seated and there was a quiet time, pianist Fuyuma Yoko came on time.

Maybe it's Xia Junhao's delusion, he often meets beauties in this era, whether it's Saki Kokotsuki, Yao Yu, Teacher Tamura (counselor), or Lisa, Chiwa, Kasine (Saki Shinzuki's secretary)...

Winter horse Yaozi is also a great beauty, when this beauty is combined with classical piano, getting to know her and pursuing her will inexplicably become the embodiment of men raising their own value.

"Isn't Xia Junjun going to make friends with Miss Fuyuma Yoshiko? I remember Xia Junjun said some time ago that he likes to discuss music with others. ”

Obviously, he was already staying next to Lisa very honestly, and when he saw a group of men in suits and leather shoes walking quickly and trying to maintain their demeanor around Dongma Yaozi, Lisa still laughed at Xia Junhao, using the reason why Xia Junhao used to come to Qianhe's side to brush his favorability.

"Actually... I only know a little bit about music, and I don't even know staves about piano, so instead of being cheeky and looking for a stranger, I should ask Lisa, there aren't so many people here who rob Lisa for me. ”

After listening to the piano performance for so long, Xia Junhao was not sleepy, but took this opportunity to rest and overcome his uneasiness, simply put, he dared to be poor in front of Lisa again.

"Forget it, who knows if Xia Junjun really wants to discuss music or think about something else."

In the face of such a blatant flattery, Lisa glanced at Xia Junhao with a smile and walked towards the exit.

Isn't there a detailed favorability query in the almighty mobile phone? I really need it now...

Stealing a glance at his phone, he couldn't guess whether the sentence just now was a plus or a deduction from the progress of the task, Xia Junhao complained a little, and quickly caught up with Lisa.