Chapter 870: Chaotic City 1

However, I forgave you because I wanted to.

Yes, I'll admit it, but, no, in your eyes, even for a second, don't be stupid, okay?

This place will eventually be forgotten, I can only choose to forget, and now what is left of us? Love? is gone.

Goodbye, don't die, I'll be back!

Lonely and disappeared into the night, the guard sighed and turned back to greet the guests with a smile.

It was dripping, and suddenly it rained, and he didn't feel the rain, but there was only darkness and silence.

To go there, he didn't know, he had nowhere to go.

"Hey, it's raining so hard, there's no business tonight!"

"Little Er, get something!"

"Yo, objective, it's you, Haole, I'll be there soon......"

Yang Chenyou changed into the appearance of a few days ago, passing by this stall, he simply sat down to eat something.

Grunt......

I took a long sip of wine, leaned back in my chair, and listened to the sound of the rain, there was a special silence.

Well?

In the rain, a walking corpse-like beggar slowly walked through the rain, and his wandering steps seemed to fall at any moment.

In him, Yang Chen felt a kind of sorrow, an indescribable pain.

"Hey!"

shouted softly, the man didn't hear it, he still moved forward, and the second boss saw that it was the beggar again, and he muttered in his heart, but last time Yang Chen gave a lot of money, this time it should not be less, and the rain is so heavy, there are no other guests, so I don't care.

"Hey!"

Yang Chen's voice used a little force this time, directly into his heart, and he heard the cry of a stranger in his gray and silent world.

Last time, the Yang family felt that this guy had good qualifications, but unfortunately it was ruined, he should be a person with a story, and when he saw it at this time, his grief, perhaps, made Yang Chen feel a kind of sympathy.

After shouting a few times, there seemed to be a trace of fluctuation in the man's dull eyes, and he turned to look at Yang Chen mechanically, not understanding what Yang Chen was going to do, but it didn't matter, he was desperate at this time, and it didn't matter what he wanted.

Glancing at Yang Chen, he didn't remember that he had seen it a few days ago, after all, he was no longer in the mood here at this time.

"It's raining so hard, come and have a drink!"

yes, it's raining?

Looking up, the rain hit his face, the gray sky, and there was not a trace of starlight.

How long will it take to walk before there is morning light, and how long will it take to walk before there is hope?

Silently asked the sky, but the sky was only thunder, except for lightning, only the sound of crackling rain.

Turning his head slightly, he looked at the monk over there, the monk he had already met once, he didn't speak, he lowered his head again, and left.

What if there is no hope? As long as you don't die, as long as you live, you can wait until dawn, can't you?

Yang Chen saw his eyes, there was some indescribable taste, what he had experienced, he didn't know, but it was just a feeling, it's a pity.

He ignored Yang Chen and walked forward in the rain.

"What a strange man!"

The little boss sighed lightly, he didn't understand other people's stories, so he didn't want to comment.

Syllable......

As the beggar continued on his way, a flask fell to the ground in front of him amid the sound of rain.

The rain, very heavy, blurred his vision, and he stared at the flask on the ground in a daze.

"To live is to succeed, goodbye!"

Yang Chen threw him a pot of wine with some medicinal liquid in it, perhaps, this was a bit of a help for him, after all, he was once a waste, and he was just touching the scene.

The rain is quieting down, and the clouds seem to be dissipating.

Bending down to pick up the flask in front of him, he stood for a long time, in a daze in the cool breeze with a light rain.

Call......

The night wind rose, it was cold like never before, to be precise, it had never been warm for so long.

The dark clouds receded, and the moonlight shone from behind the clouds, like a spotlight, hitting this place, thinking that a play was about to be staged, at this moment, so quiet, except for the little boss who seemed to sigh at life, there was nothing else.

Yo, I'm leaving, leaving this city, forgetting everything, pain or beauty, in the future, this city will be better off without me.

But I'm always coming back, not to take you away, but to see you off.

I can give everything without asking for anything in return, it's just that you who don't love me hurt the people who love me.

Farewell, enjoy the time before the reunion again, and live well.

The city, in the end, chose to forget.

The moonlight sprinkled on the earth, and he stood in the wind, surrounded by rare pedestrians, and this beggar stood in the wind.

Broken clothes, messy hair, flying messily in the wind, eyes, two lines of tears, falling with the wind.

Syllable...... Syllable......

Heavy steps again, we all have to learn to move forward, even though there is darkness ahead, but so what, this is life.

"Thanks!"

didn't look back, just left like this, Yang Chen didn't look at him, just replied casually;

"Well, goodbye!"

Walk through a few streets, walk through a few alleys, and cross the paths on the outskirts of the city, which are overgrown with rocks and weeds.

A small tuqiu, a fairly flat stone erected, this is a man's graveyard.

Take out the flask, pluck a dented leaf from the side, and pour a little wine.

He can only mourn like this.

I'm leaving, I can't bear you, but I'll be back, I swear.

Leaning against the stone beside the tomb, Gollum poured a few sips of wine.

He was going to be quiet for a while before leaving.

After a few sips of wine, he slowly closed his eyes, and here, he felt peaceful and safe, so he fell asleep unconsciously.

No one will find out that tomorrow, the city will be one less beggar, like thousands of people who have inadvertently disappeared, and no one will remember.