There are a lot of people who go to work every day, and people are walking on the street in thick down cotton jackets, unable to see their faces clearly, unable to see their bodies clearly, only steaming in a stream of heat.

Zeng Lihua was still standing at the intersection where Liu Shimeng appeared, waiting, his heart was extremely nervous at this time, repeatedly reviewing the dialogue he had thought of last night, thinking about what Liu Shimeng would say when he saw him.

However, the reality once again disappointed Zeng Lihua, and Liu Shimeng's figure still did not appear today.

The first green light passed, and a group of familiar and unfamiliar faces passed.

The second green light passed, the third green light, and the fourth green light passed one after another, and the plum blossom in the snow had not yet bloomed.

Zeng Lihua has a kind of sentimentality of looking through the autumn water and not seeing Yiren, his eyes changed from anticipation to the end to loss, and finally he could only step on the road alone, his back seemed so lonely and lonely in the whole city.

Zeng Lihua told himself that maybe Liu Shimeng asked for leave again, she didn't come when she waited late yesterday, and she came early today, Liu Shimeng still didn't come, so the conclusion was that she didn't go to work.

It's already a month, the children may have a winter vacation, Liu Shimeng is a teacher, she also has to take a vacation, so thinking about it, Zeng Li's heart is not so lost, thinking that maybe it will appear tomorrow, because she still has to go to the studio to take classes.

It was another difficult and long day, and Zeng Lihua was depressed and almost difficult to get into the play.

After nightfall, Zeng Lihua removed his makeup as always, got out of the play, and went home exhausted.

Although Zeng Lihua is an entertainer, his life is really boring, even boring, if there is no special arrangement, he doesn't party, doesn't go to nightclubs, doesn't make friends, if he doesn't perform, he lives at two o'clock every day.

Sometimes he feels as if he is dead, only a corpse walking in the world, where is his heart? Where do you return?

He is reluctant to return to his hometown, and he has no great interest in staying here, perhaps after this cold winter, he should leave and return to his hometown with a scarred heart, to return to his relatives.

He suddenly remembered his younger sister, the girl named Yuan Yuan, she may have become a noble lady now, right?

The man she was looking for looked like a rich man, and when she thought of her younger sister, Zeng Li's heart twitched tightly from the painting, and he couldn't help but cover his heart.

It turns out that a scarred heart still hurts, and maybe no one knows what it feels like to be distressed, but the heart does hurt, and it hurts so much that it can't hurt itself.

He hated himself for being unproductive, he should have forgotten his younger sister a long time ago, and forgot it completely, but the shadows that popped up from time to time told him that he couldn't forget.

Zeng Lihua dragged his tired heart back home, and as soon as he opened the door of his house, Zhongshan appeared and stepped in front of him in a few steps.

"Coming back? Come over for dinner, I'm done! Chungsan grinned with white teeth.

"Ahh It's the middle of the night, it's too much trouble for you! "Zeng Lihua is a little embarrassed.

"What's the trouble! Don't bother, hurry! I'm waiting for you for half a night! Zhongshan couldn't help but say something, and dragged him to his house.

Zeng Lihua couldn't refuse Zhongshan's sincere and enthusiastic invitation, so he could only obey Zhongshan.

Chungsan's home is similar in format to his, but the decoration style makes people breathe.

The wallpaper in his home is camouflage, the sheets and quilts are army green, the quilt and tofu blocks are placed on the bed in a regular manner, and there are a lot of exercise equipment in the living room.

He also has a small tent in his bedroom, and on top of that he has a model tank on his computer desk.

Zeng Lihua couldn't help but be curious, he was busy serving food in Zhongshan, he picked it up curiously and looked at it, a very realistic tank model, only one corner of the paint had fallen off.

"Come on, come and eat, you're too late to get off work, this dish has changed its taste! Come here, that's the model my comrade-in-arms gave me! Chung Shan saw Zeng Li's curious tank model.

"It's so realistic, it's exactly like the real thing!" Zeng couldn't help but praise the painting.

"No, this is the only gift he gave me, but it's a pity that he is gone!" When Chungsan said this, his voice was a little sad.

Zeng Lihua glanced at Zhongshan, carefully put down the model and walked back to the dining table to sit down.

"I'm sorry!" Zeng Lihua suddenly wanted to apologize, and he realized that he had touched Zhongshan's untraceable emotions.

"It's okay, do you drink white or beer?" Chungsan shook the wine in his hand.

"I don't usually drink alcohol, but since it's my first time eating, let's have some beer!" Zeng Lihua is a Peking Opera actor who pays great attention to the maintenance of his voice, but in the face of the enthusiasm of his new neighbors, he is not easy to refuse.

"Okay, then let's drink less, if it's okay, drink some more white!" Chung Shan said with a smile.

"Okay!" Zeng Lihua said with a smile.

"Actually, it's still white, you watch the wolf warrior, Wu Jing acted, and he still drinks white!" Zhongshan drew Zeng Li with a beer.

"Thank you!" Zeng Lihua took the wine with both hands.

The two became enthusiastic in the chat, and Zeng Lihua gradually learned about Zhongshan.

It also turned from the coldness and loneliness at the beginning to the warmth, and at this time, a glass of wine was in the stomach, and I felt comfortable, especially when drinking with a bright person like Zhongshan.

After a little restlessness, Zeng Lihua felt very comfortable, and simply drank liquor with Zhongshan, and the two drank happily.

"I really underestimate you, with fine skin and tender meat, you look like a southerner, I didn't expect you to have a lot of alcohol!" Chungsan's face turned black and red, making him look stronger.

"False, I drank a lot for a while, and other wines didn't work, and then I looked for this white drink, and the more I drank, the more refreshing I felt, so I had a bit of alcohol!" I was blurred from the painting.

In fact, for a period of time after Zeng Lihua fell out of love, he needed to be cured, but he couldn't treat it himself, and the pain kept him awake at night, so he became obsessed with drinking.

"Brother, what are you doing, you didn't come back until midnight!" Zhongshan said curiously.

Zeng Lihua looked at Zhongshan's red face, and his arms were on the chair, looking very comfortable.

"Me! Singing, Peking Opera! ”

"Peking Opera? Damn! Is that the babbling Peking Opera? Chungsan's eyes widened.

"Yes, I'm a singer!" Zeng Li's eyes are blurred from the painting, and his eyes are complicated.

"Yu Ji? Danjiao, I really can't see it! You're a great boy! Zhongshan slapped Zeng Li's painting with his big hand and almost knocked him down.

"I think you're not ordinary, I thought you were teaching, but I didn't expect you to be an artist, and it's an honor to be a neighbor with you! Ha ha! Zhongshan laughed heartily, and those eyes were full of sincerity, which made Zeng Lihua's heart breathe a sigh of relief.

"Brother, I thought you would think of my mother!"

"How so? We have two people here, and there are also men and women, and besides, not everyone has these two hits! ”

"Thank you for your understanding! Actually, I'm used to it! It's the characters who are performing on the stage, and I'm still me off the stage! I don't care who scolds me! ”

"Brother, what do you say? Do your own thing and let them say go! As long as you know it in your heart, you can call him thirty-seven twenty-one! Look at Mei Lanfang and Li Yugang, they are all anti-strings, aren't they still men who should be self-reliant? ”

"Haha! Cheers to your support for me! Zeng Lihua said that he bumped a glass with Zhongshan.

He was moved in his heart, thinking that an iron-clad man like Zhongshan would look down on a little white face like him, but he didn't expect him to have the slightest dislike.

"Brother, have you heard, cheers brother! Good brother, toast, I won't get drunk and won't return! Zhongshan took a sip of wine, and there seemed to be a trace of sadness on his hearty face.

"I haven't heard of it!" Zeng Lihua's face was flushed at this time, and his back was leaning against the wall.

"Also, you are not a soldier, I don't know, good brother, let's go together, we don't have to worry about walking through thousands of mountains and rivers, didn't you see the tank just now?" Chungsan said that he would take the model of the tank and put it aside.

"Hmmm! Very nice tank model! Zeng Li glanced at the painting.

"This is given by my comrade-in-arms, this is his rarest, and finally came into my hands, but buddy, you don't know, I don't want it, I want to return it to him, it's a pity! I can't pay it back in this life, do you know what it's like to owe someone's life? Chungsan's emotions were a little excited.

"............" was blindfolded from the painting.

"My comrades died, died for me! I'm a SWAT, he's too, we're on a mission, it's me who died, the bullet could go through my head, so he stupidly blocked a shot for me, he died, I lived! Zhong Shan said that he hit the wine glass with Zeng Lihua fiercely, and drank it all.

"So you're out of the military?" Zeng left the painting road.

"Yes! He died, I was seriously injured, I almost went with him, I was seriously injured and was no longer suitable for the work at that time, of course my life is good, I am alive and he is gone, only this tank, buddy, in fact, I would rather die than me! After Zhongshan finished speaking, his eyes turned red, and tears flowed down.

The first time Zeng Lihua saw the tears of the iron-blooded masters, in his heart, a little white face like him would cry.

However, pure men like him can also cry, and the way they cry makes people feel uncomfortable.

Also, Chungsan used to be a soldier, but he was also an ordinary person, but a person who had experienced life and death, and Zeng Lihua had a respect for Chungsan.

"Brother, I have left the painting, respect you, respect your comrades-in-arms! You are glorious! It is the pride of the country! Zeng Lihua stood up and poured a glass of wine, sprinkled it on the ground, and filled it with Zhongshan, and drank it all.

"But good brother, let me tell you, your comrade-in-arms sacrificed his life to save you, not to let you live guilty, but to let you live well, if you live well, he will die! You have to cherish it! Whoever is not a life, he gave you his life, you are qualified to live well! Zeng staggered away from the painting.

"Live well, live well, do you know why I'm here?" Chungsan-do.

"Why?" Zeng asked from the painting.

"Because this is his city, his former hometown, so I came, settled here, that is where his father and mother lived, he is gone, I have to support him for the elderly, so I came!" Chungsan pointed in one direction.

"Good brother, I will give you two words of righteousness, that is, righteousness! Come to a city to forget the past, come to a city to protect a person! Righteousness! Cheers brother, let's get drunk and relieve a thousand sorrows! Forget all your worries! If you want to get rid of your troubles, forget yourself first, go through hardships and be a good person (this is a verse from a folk proverb)" Zeng Lihua said and drank a sip of wine.

This time he was really drunk, drunk and unconscious, and it was also the first time he was drunk in Qingping.