For about half a month, the rain and rain and clear sky only exist outside the window. If Dr. Zhang hadn't insisted on letting her go out to bask in the sun, Li Ziyou would have forgotten what the air smelled like outside.

Thankfully, she hasn't been forgotten by her social circle.

[Mianmian thinks about the distance: [Picture] Sister You's nineteenth day of recuperation, I miss her]

The picture is a dark green bottle with a deer's head on it, and a "56" written under the long red label, and the intoxicating aroma seems to be able to break through the bottle and penetrate the screen, straight to her head.

Good guy, that's what she thinks, open a bottle of wine she loves, and form a game without her?

Li Ziyou licked his lips unconsciously.

I haven't tasted this in years.

——— you must know that under the manipulation of "her", "Li Ziyou" is a cold and unsocial person, "she" has neither friends nor parties, "she" has no hobbies and interests, and of course has no experience in getting along with others.

Li Ziyou shook his head and told himself that this matter was over, so he barely suppressed the panic that he unconsciously gave birth to in his heart.

There were only a few replies to the post, and all of them were about time, without exception.

Is this what they mean when they meet in the old place?

On a whim, Li Ziyou stuffed his mobile phone into his pocket, grabbed a bunch of keys in the corner of the desk, and strode out in the box that was piled up.

Li Ziyou has always said that he will go, where did he come from the "flower of kaolin" and "never social"?

She took the elevator down the garage, and it looked like all her favorite cars, and Li Ziyou almost cried.

"Woo woo Xiao Hong didn't expect to see you again......"

"In vain, you've lost weight......"

“……”

These big treasures were later sold by "Li Ziyou", otherwise they were given to Yang Haochen, and in the end, there was only one Bentley left in the big garage where she rode daily.

Seeing all this, what a lot of torture and pain this is for Li Ziyou, who loves cars like his life!

Li Ziyou cried sincerely, but he didn't expect someone to witness everything!

"That, Miss......"

A deep middle-aged man's voice rang out from the depths of the garage.

Li Ziyou was so frightened that he immediately stopped his voice, and his hand helped the little silver ash in front of him to support himself.

She was short-sighted, and only after squinting did she see the smiling man clearly, "Uncle Lin? ”

This should be Uncle Lin, the son of the old housekeeper in the family, Li Ziyou had always had a good relationship with him before he was controlled.

Uncle Lin replied and smiled with her: "I just said that Miss must have slipped out of the door, but my father had to say that it was impossible." ”

Li Ziyou in Steward Lin's eyes is a good baby, and Uncle Lin, who is more familiar with Li Ziyou, doesn't think so.

The familiar tone and jokes of acquaintances made Li Ziyou relax, and she raised a smile, "Uncle Lin still understands me." ”

Uncle Lin waved his hand and said, "Go ahead, I'll overhaul the tires of Miss, and I don't know what is wrong with you, others can't touch it......"

These words inexplicably hit a certain place in Li Ziyou's heart, she stiffened, but she still pulled the corners of her mouth and said: "Okay, let's go out, trouble Uncle Lin to take care of my babies." ”

Li Ziyou pressed the key, and a car blocked by the pillar rang out, and she walked towards the car with a tense face.

Before she could open the doorknob, she couldn't help it, and she couldn't hold on to the pillar that was enough to block her figure, and she couldn't go any further.

The woman holding the pillar of the wall was covered in cold sweat, and there was still horror and fear on her face.

One thing she'll never forget......

"Li Ziyou" once had a car accident, a major car accident, if she hadn't been lucky enough to be thrown out, I'm afraid it would not only be a few fractures and concussions, but also a small life, and the body would be gone.

Although it wasn't the car she was driving, and she didn't feel any pain, Li Ziyou was the one who witnessed everything happening: she looked at the car that had no effect despite "she" slamming on the brakes, and the powerful impact came as promised, but no airbag appeared that should have been deployed; She watched as "herself" crashed out of the door that popped open, followed by sparks that exploded on the hull, and the fierce fire grew stronger and stronger with the help of gasoline.

Brilliant death bloomed in her eyes illuminated by the firelight.

Escaping from the memories with difficulty, Li Ziyou sat in the driver's seat, looking at the figure vaguely busy with her car, she suddenly felt very strange.

Li Ziyou's car is not allowed to be touched by others, and the only maintenance personnel who can touch it are the only ones she trusts and are close to Uncle Lin.

She was in a daze for a long time, and Uncle Lin, who hadn't heard the sound of the engine for a long time, was strange, and asked her loudly: "Why doesn't Miss drive for a long time?" ”

Li Ziyou looked up at the rearview mirror, reached out to turn it to himself, and unsurprisingly saw his pale face from inside.

She closed her eyes and adjusted her mirrors back.

"I'm going out!" Li Ziyou clearly heard her trembling voice, and for the first time she hated this slender voice, which couldn't contain her fear at all.

Li Ziyou quickly started the car, stepped on the accelerator and left the garage.

The tail lights crossed his sight, and Uncle Lin stood up from the red and bright Ferrari, looked at the rear of the car and looked at the vacant place, "Oh, it's a 911 today." ”

He touched his chin and thought about it again, and said to himself, "That one doesn't seem to have anything wrong......"

———————

The old place is an interesting term, at least for some regulars, as it is both a cliché and a real store name.

The old local bar is tucked away in an alley, and a string of bells hangs on the glass door, and every time someone enters, there is always a crisp bell ringing so that everyone can notice the visitors.

Another bell clash, and the people in the bar looked up.

The dim yellow mood light at the doorway didn't hit her face much, but it could be seen that the woman was in her early twenties, with big wavy black curls that reached her waist, a small suspenders on her snow-white slender waist, a thin shirt covered with it, black denim hot pants highlighting her long and well-proportioned legs, and she walked to the bar in green and red flats.

The white light at the bar illuminated the woman.

The seductive peach blossom eyes smiling took away everyone's attention, making people completely unaware of her delicate and elegant facial features.

"Sister?"

"My sister is here!"

The moment she saw her, there was a commotion in the bar.

The owner of the old local bar is the top group of people, and many of the people who come from this bar are from the circle, and some are from the circle of self-identification.

Of course, Li Ziyou belongs to the circle, and as soon as she came, she was actively pulled over, and taught many people who had been peeking over there for a long time to be envious.

"Who is that woman, why is it so welcoming over there?" Someone asked in a low voice.

Sitting with him, he knew that he wanted to go crookedly, and pouted: "You think too much, it was originally in that circle, and you are not allowed to be beautiful if you are powerful?" ”

"That's right, let's drink our own."