272: Weird

Li Shunan raised his hand, his bony fingers took off the cigarette butt, pressed it in the ashtray and snuffed it out, and his tall and straight figure stood up.

The three of them immediately looked at each other again, and their movements were very consistent.

Zhao Zifu: "Where are you going?" ”

Sun Yan: "Aren't you playing?" ”

Qi Liangji glanced at the time: "It's only 8 o'clock in the evening, it's still early." ”

There are often girls passing by next to her, and her eyes look at Li Shunan.

After all, his appearance and figure are completely eye-catching.

It was as if he couldn't see it at all.

Li Shunan stood there, put one hand into his trouser pocket, and said casually: "Let's go." ”

After speaking, regardless of the voice behind him, he walked directly through the crowd and walked out of the bar.

Qi Liangji stared at his back and felt that something was wrong: "Don't you think Brother Nan seems to be in a bad mood today?" ”

Sun Yan analyzed: "It's because of desire. Beg. Dissatisfied? ”

Zhao Zifu kicked him: "Roll the calf." ”

Qi Liangji didn't understand what was going on: "So, has something happened recently?" ”

Zhao Zifu recalled carefully: "Just these two days?" Nothing happened, what's the last day? ”

Speaking of this, Sun Yan suddenly remembered and slapped his thigh: "I know, tomorrow is November 8th!" ”

Qi Liangji hadn't reacted yet: "November 8th? What happened on November 8th? ”

Sun Yan subconsciously spoke: "Have you forgotten last year?" ”

November 8th of last year.

At this point, the three of them fell silent at the same time.

Saturday for the whole day.

Jiang Lingzhi didn't even touch her phone, except for brushing the question to play the piano.

There was an international piano competition years later.

She has been preparing for this competition for a long time.

Jiang Ling didn't dare to relax, and had to take more time to practice.

Before you know it, it's eight o'clock in the evening.

She practiced it over and over again.

The sound of the piano is smooth and pleasant, and the notes pour from the fingertips, as if you are completely untired.

Suddenly, there was the sound of pebbles hitting the glass from the window.

Jiang Lingzhi snapped his fingers, and the sound of the piano suddenly stopped.

Did she hear it wrong?

Jiang Lingzhi raised her eyes, sat in front of the piano, and listened for a while.

The atmosphere at night is so quiet that the slightest sound will be infinitely amplified.

There was a soft "pop", and the sound of stones rolling to the ground was heard again on the balcony.

Jiang Lingzhi's eyes moved slightly, feeling a little strange, she stood up and walked to the balcony to take a look.

Outside, it was completely dark, and only the street lamps lit in a dim glow.

The man was in the light of the street lamp not far downstairs, a tall and slender figure.

With the night in the background, the black silhouette was exactly what she was familiar with.

The moment she saw him, Jiang Lingzhi's eyes lit up, and she was suddenly surprised and waved at him.

"Assyria."

She didn't dare to make too loud noise, for fear of being heard by the people in the living room downstairs.

The next second, she ran into the room, took her mobile phone out, and dialed a number to go out.

The call was quickly picked up.

Jiang Lingzhi leaned on the balcony, staring directly at the figure downstairs, and said in surprise: "Why did you come over?" ”

It's quiet on the other end of the phone.

After a pause, through a mobile phone, his low laughter came close to his ears, and his magnetic hoarse voice sounded slowly: "I haven't seen you for a day, it's weird." ”