At this time, Curly didn't care whether the people around him shouted "continue life" or "multiply", only felt that the unknown object writhing in the wine glass was extremely disgusting, and he hurriedly fell to the ground.

"Disgusting, disgusting, what customs?" Curly pouted, saw that the people next to him were drinking, and suddenly thought of bald heads.

Xin said that he must have drunk something, hurriedly took a deep breath, and ran out quickly apart from the crowd.

After bidding farewell to the long-lost gravity, the curly hair floated again. Drifting to the red gate just now, he slapped the button on the side of the door hard.

"呲~~~"

The moment the floodgates opened, Curly's ears seemed to be stuffed with cotton, and the sudden change in pressure caught him off guard.

It took him a while to get used to it before he drifted down the aisle. While thinking about where the bald head would go, his eyes subconsciously drifted to the large window on the left.

"It's spectacular!"

When I think back to the pictures I once saw in newspapers and magazines, the pictures of the universe were nothing more than black with a few stars.

And now the dreamy scene in front of him made him sigh involuntarily.

The light of a star hundreds of millions of light-years away undoubtedly reflects the entire dark curtain in brilliant light. Thermonuclear reactions from the past are still shaping the future.

Curly looked at it for half an hour before he remembered the bald head who came with him, and waved his hand at the large and small spots of light outside the window with some reluctance, and continued to float along the corridor.

"Knock knock!"

"Bald, bald, boiled eggs? You're not in there! ”

As he knocked on the door one after another, a series of curses came from behind the door. A ** man opened the floodgates angrily.

"What for?"

Curly saw that he was two heads taller than himself, and his thighs were thicker than his waist, and he hurriedly changed his attitude.

"Sir, have you seen my friend?"

Saying this, a woman wearing a bath towel, but still unable to stop her bewitching figure, walked out with a thin cigarette in her mouth.

"John, who is it?"

The man didn't look back, and said to Curly with his nostrils: "A fool, talking about looking for some kind of friend." ”

The woman smiled, "Yo, you don't look bad, do you want to come in and sit?" As she spoke, she stretched out her jade finger and hooked the tips of her curly hair, the corners of her eyes and the tips of her eyebrows, and there were countless styles.

Curly hair was full of excitement, and quickly pressed down his hair, "Then I'm welcome." ”

Before he could enter the house, he was pushed out by the big man, lowered his head and glared at him viciously, "Speaking of playing, are you still here?" ”

Curly cleared his throat, and suddenly thought that he was here to find a friend, so he quickly shook his head and said, "There is a chance, by the way, my friend is very recognizable, he doesn't have a single hair on his head, shaking his eyes!" ”

"Oh," the woman took a drag on her cigarette and spat straight at the curlys, "I still have a little impression of that. John, do you remember that we forgot to close the door just now, and a bald head peeked at us? ”

"When you say that, I remember."

The big man named John hurriedly turned to Curly and said, "That friend of yours, I was quite angry when I peeked at the two of us just now, and I wanted to teach him a lesson." But then, somehow, I forgot about it. ”

Telepathy, mind manipulation, it seems, he's using that abominable superpower again.

Curly thought so, then said goodbye to the mandarin duck and continued to float forward.

When parting, the woman charmingly told him to come back tomorrow, but before he could finish speaking, he was dragged into the house by John.

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"Oh, it's dangerous." Bald head to the large window, recalling the thrilling scene just now.

The heart said that if he took another step at night, he would have to be beaten up.

After wiping away the nosebleed, he used his inertia to continue drifting forward. The feeling of being top-heavy, the end of the official overuse of superpowers.

"I need to find a place to rest for a while, my brain hurts." Thinking about it, he came to the end of the hallway.

I thought I was greeted by a red gate, but it unexpectedly turned green.

After stepping forward, he quickly concentrated and quietly pressed his head against the window. The room is dimly lit and the music is soft.

With the quaint décor, it looks like a bar no matter how you look at it.

"It's great to finally be able to rest." Muttering, the bald head pressed the button of the gate and dodged in.

The gravity here seems to be much smaller than that of the Earth. But it's much better than floating in the air, and after tidying up his suit, he walked quickly to the bar.

"Drink something?"

"Uh...... Is there water? ”

"Water? It's for kids, how about beer? ”

The bald head didn't want to prove that he wasn't a child, but after thinking about it for a long time, he couldn't come up with a complete wine name, so he simply nodded.

"Goodong" took a sip of cold beer, and his spirit was much better. Looking sideways, he looked at the few people around him, unconsciously shaking his head to the rhythm of the music.

"Well, I want to ask you, have you seen a man who looks like me?" After putting the glass down, the bald head said to the listless bartender.

"What do you mean?"

"Like, it looks like me? Nose, eyes, mouth, facial features, do you understand? ”

The bartender, as if looking at a fool, pointed to his head and said, "Where's the hairstyle?" ”

"......", this sentence made him think of curly hair, and sighed: "Maybe it's the same." ”

The bartender scratched his head, thought for a while, and said, "There are a few bald heads, but they are all black, and I can't even see their eyes except for the white of my teeth." What do you look like......"

"Well, I'd better find out for myself."

The bald head picked up the wine glass with a little disappointment, drank it all, and got up to leave, but was stopped by the bartender.

"Hey, you haven't paid yet!"

It's over, I forgot about it. The bald head looked melancholy, and said in his heart, why was he so careless? Still thinking about whether to use mind manipulation again, a woman's voice interrupted his thoughts.

"I've got this drink."

Dressed in a cheongsam, dignified and elegant, and the familiar Asian face, the bald head felt the warmth of the world.

Willow eyebrows, apricot eyes, cherry mouthfuls a little bit. From top to bottom, it shows the classical beauty that women should have. And some abrupt glasses have become the biggest failure.

Thinking back to the spring color that I accidentally glimpsed just now, my light mind began to think about it.

"Two more whiskeys," the woman handed the glass to the bald head, then squinted at him and stretched out her hand.

Her smile was like a movie slowing down, and every shot was perfectly engraved in the bald head's mind.

"My name is Li You, thank you for your generosity." After shaking hands with the woman, he decided never to wash his hands again.

"Wine?" The woman glanced at the wine glass in her hand and motioned for the bald head to take it.

Why is a simple eyelid rolling action so enchanting?

"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm out of shape, hehehe." He smiled awkwardly and waited for the woman to break the situation.

"My name is Duanmu", she took a sip of wine, she raised her head and exhaled a deep breath of wine, "I'm going to get on the boat tomorrow, I'm worried about danger." ”

"Going to bed is natural...... It's a good thing to get on the boat, I don't know which beautiful star you're going to? "A glass of beer just now is already starting to work.

The bald cheeks looked more and more red in the dim light.

"Not to go to a planet, but to dock with a spaceship and go to another expedition ship. The next time I'll drink here, I don't know what year or month it will be. ”

Seeing Duanmu's somewhat sad expression, the bald truth took her into his arms, but he still endured it.

He couldn't think of any words of comfort, so he had to sigh with her and say something inconsequential.

After a few glasses of wine, their heads began to become cloudy, and the melancholy of the two of them from the beginning suddenly turned into a smirk.

Maybe it's music, maybe it's the effect of alcohol.