Chapter Eighty-Two: The Lights Are Gone

"Brother Hong? Brother Hong? Are you still listening? Liu Shiyu asked cautiously. Burning Word Pavilion

Xiao Zhenghong's protruding Adam's apple rolled a little, and a dull voice came out of his throat in response.

"Brother Hong, forget it, I'll go find someone myself." Liu Shiyu sighed and didn't force it anymore.

Xiao Zhenghong leaned on the lamppole, his back to the light, the whole person was shrouded in a layer of shadows, and his eyes flickered brightly.

After a long time, he opened the address book of his mobile phone and found two numbers and sent them to Liu Shiyu.

Liu Shiyu was half-lying on a chair, with several document bags piled up in front of him.

The phone prompt sounded, and he pulled it out from under a pile of paper.

"That's not bad." Liu Shiyu muttered to himself, and then dialed the number given by Xiao Zhenghong.

Xiao Zhenghong glanced at the restaurant with lights in front of him, turned around and disappeared into the darkness······

More than half an hour later, Xiao Zhenghong received a message from Yu Yuanzhi, "We are on our way to sing, do you want to come?" ”

Xiao Zhenghong glanced at it and put the cigarette butt in his hand in the groove on the trash can. The improvised ashtray designed specifically for smokers was stuffed up.

He was about to reply, followed by an address in the chat box.

Xiao Zhenghong clicked on it and took a look, and roughly figured out which area it was.

"I'm not going, you just have fun. Say it when it's over, and I'll pick you up. Also, stay safe and call me if you have something. Xiao Zhenghong sent the message.

He picked up the cigarette case he had placed on the bench, and the cigarette case he had just unpacked was empty.

Xiao Zhenghong threw the cigarette box away from the trash can, picked up the lighter and returned it to the owner of the convenience store, and handed over a five-yuan bill.

"I said you're a strange young man, wouldn't it be nice to just buy a lighter, why do you want to borrow it? Smoke such a good cigarette, and you're not short of lighter money. There is no need to give these five yuan, and the lighter is borrowed and not rented. The middle-aged shopkeeper pushed the money back.

Xiao Zhenghong smiled, "Thank you, boss, then help me get a box of chewing gum." I don't really want my girlfriend to know. So I didn't take anything with me when I went out. ”

"Something? That can't smoke so much, when your body is not a body? The shopkeeper is also a very kind person, and constantly persuaded Xiao Zhenghong, "If you have something on your mind, then talk to your girlfriend, if it's not convenient, then find a place where no one is there and say to the tree, that's what a young man did last time." Don't keep it in your heart, it's easy to get sick. ”

Xiao Zhenghong put a piece of chewing gum into his mouth and nodded slightly.

His habit of smoking was peculiar, half of the whole box of cigarettes was smoked, and half of the box was not smoked after he lit it and put it on his hand.

"He's so tall, he's a handsome guy, and his girlfriend is beautiful, right? It must hurt my girlfriend to see you like this. The shopkeeper seemed to be planning to change the subject and divert Xiao Zhenghong's attention.

"Well, what do you say? The prettiest I've ever met, and with a great personality······" Xiao Zhenghong's face appeared in his mind, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously hooked up a smile.

"Little brother, in this life, there is nothing that cannot be overcome, think more about your girlfriend, don't be too depressed." The shopkeeper said in the tone of a passerby.

Depression? Have it? A question mark floated out of Xiao Zhenghong's head.

"Get another bottle of mineral water." Xiao Zhenghong said and took out the wallet, but he didn't see the change, so he used WeChat to scan the code to pay the shopkeeper instead.

"Gone." Xiao Zhenghong picked up the water and pushed open the glass door and went out. I don't know how long I'll be taught.

Xiao Zhenghong tightened his scarf and walked over according to the positioning given by Yu Yuanzhi.

After a while, snow began to fall from the sky, and it seemed to shine in the light.

He told Yu Yuanzhi that he was going to find someone, not to lie to her, he really planned that if Yu Yuanzhi played for a long time, he would go to make tea with a friend. But I was disturbed by Liu Shiyu's phone call, and I didn't have the heart to go.

However, before Xiao Zhenghong arrived, he received a phone call on the way.

"Are you coming to Luochuan? I seem to see you at the mall today. The person who said this was Xiao Zhenghong's friend in Luochuan, Zhou Yu. said that he was a friend, but in fact, Zhou Yu was seven years older than Xiao Zhenghong. It's just that the Zhou family is good friends with their family, so the two can be regarded as world friends.

Zhou Yu does not live in Luochuan, but opens a bar in Luochuan and is still decorating. It's just sitting here for a while.

"Really? Then you may be wrong. Xiao Zhenghong was serious nonsense.

"It shouldn't be, it basically doesn't exist to look like you, not to mention that this height is the same, so it's even more impossible. Am I mistaken? Zhou Yu frowned. He always felt that something was wrong.

"You think too much, I'm in Xijing. I'll look for you when I'm free. Or wait until you open. Xiao Zhenghong didn't have the heart to go to him again. If he knew that he was in Luochuan, then even if he didn't go to him, he would try his best to touch it.

"Really?" Zhou Yu didn't think much about it, "Then let's talk about it then." I expect it to open in another half a month. ”

"Okay, then I'······" Before Xiao Zhenghong finished speaking, a propaganda car drove by, and the loudspeaker kept shouting, "At 9:20 tonight, there is a ······ in the XX Theater"

The people on both ends of the phone fell silent.

"If I go to Luochuan, I'll go to your place to have a look, hang up." Xiao Zhenghong's old face was slightly hot, but he still didn't admit it.

"Xiao Zhenghong, are you still pretending? What was that? ”

"What's that? You say that advertisement? It's a theater in Xijing. ”

"Really? Why is it the same name as the one I went to last night? Zhou Yu sneered.

"Okay, what so much nonsense, I'll go to you tomorrow and prepare to sweep away the guests." Xiao Zhenghong hung up without leaving any room after speaking.

Walking to the door of KTV, Xiao Zhenghong did not go in, but found a place to sit next to him.

He sat in a dimly lit place, not too conspicuous, just a little depressed.

Xiao Zhenghong stared silently at the elongated shadow on the ground, as the moonlight kept changing, sometimes engulfed by darkness, sometimes appearing.

His shoulders were covered with a layer of snow, and his black hair was covered with an extra layer like silver threads.

The smell of smoke on my body dissipated little by little, and I don't know how long it took.

Xiao Zhenghong is like a sculpture, he didn't move.

"We're leaving." The mobile phone Xiao Zhenghong held in his hand vibrated for a moment, and the snow covering it fell one after another.

"Good. I'm here. Xiao Zhenghong got up and shook his body, shaking off the snow on his body.

The footsteps left a trail of footprints on the thin snow, stretching all the way to the entrance of the KTV.

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