2139 Yicheng, China

Nanchang Street is located in the southernmost part of Yicheng, which is a tender spiritual home.

Compared with the canals, smoke and rain ponds, and ink ports that once accompanied the surrounding area, only the long street retains its original antique flavor, and the red lanterns hanging high on the promenade continue to the horizon in front of them.

At night, the once unique Jiangnan Water Alley seems to be looming. In addition to this scene, the most nostalgic thing is a bar at the end of the long street, called: Late Winter and Late Summer.

It was almost late at night, and a driverless shuttle bus parked outside the bar, and down came a young girl, wearing a ponytail and a pink knitted dress, with a slight smile or a small grin, which would give birth to a pair of sweet dimples.

After the little girl looked back at the long street, she excitedly turned her head to stare at the wooden sign above the bar, but it was engraved in official script, she didn't know it, she pouted and smiled, and said: This is it.

After entering the door of the bar, the little girl was startled again, and what caught her eye at this moment was an inflated red giant star, and she subconsciously screamed as if she was on the edge of the abyss. After the superstar explodes, Spitfire streams through its body through the rock walls to every corner of the bar.

"Wow! It's exciting! ”

After a stirring of blood, the light gradually dimmed, like a burned candle, and the whole bar fell into the night in the beating light.

The little girl looked back for some reason, and was about to walk in the dark, when the sound of the grand music sounded, and the flying fire returned, gathering towards the center, and in a moment it melted into a ball of fire, accompanied by the rhythm of the music, and the flame was as graceful as a woman dancing.

The little girl was probably tired of standing, so she took advantage of the firelight to find a seat and sat down. At this moment, a bartender walked behind her.

"Beauty, what do you need to drink?"

"Hmm... What's in it? Do you have a wine list? ”

"Yes! Looks like the beauty is the first to come back to us. ”

"Take it and take a look."

After the bartender smiled politely, he just clicked on his mobile phone, and a virtual wine list appeared in front of the little girl's eyes.

"That's it, you can flip it with your hands."

"Interactive holographic projection, I know, but I didn't expect such a high-standard grid technology to be used in the bar, how good this business must be to make money."

The bartender smiled politely and said nothing.

"Then bring me a cup of mangosteen."

"Okay, wait a minute! Excuse me? Do you need anything else to eat? ”

"Can you still order food? Is this still a bar? ”

"You think it's so, and if you don't, it's not." The bartender still smiled, "We don't have the noise of electric music here, and we don't have fake wine with monkey headaches." There is only niche music and fragrant secret fruit wine, as well as authentic dishes from all over the world. ”

"Oh, I'm not hungry now, just a glass of wine."

"Okay, wait a minute!"

At this time, the subtitle appeared in front of the little girl's eyes: Payment failed! The bartender on the side was also surprised, so he operated it himself by hand, but the result was still a failed payment.

"Beauty, I don't know if it's a problem with our system or your makeup, the system can't recognize your looks, so I can't pay. But ......before the bartender could finish speaking, the little girl hastily interrupted the bartender as if she knew what was wrong.

"Out of the way! Out of the way! You're open 24 hours a day, and I might have to stay for a few days without rushing to check out. ”

"This ......"

"Let's get on the wine, do you think I look like a person who has no money to eat and drink for nothing!"

"Okay! Hold on! ”

Suddenly, a glass of fragrant mangosteen fruit wine was served.

After the bartender left, the little girl took a sip of fruit wine and focused her eyes on the fireball again. At this time, the flames had long been extinguished, and the dark red ball was cooling. In the midst of everyone's exclamations, the little girl also saw a planet flying at high speed from a distance, getting bigger and bigger, and finally crashing into the dark red ball.

The dark red ball that was hit was fine, just tilted a little and spun quickly. At this time, the low music began to become excited, like a spring breeze seeing everything recover.

The wine in the glass was soon exhausted, so the little girl called the bartender to order it all at once, and filled the whole table. This night, I'm afraid I'm going to fall here.

Although the little girl speaks fiercely, her drinking movements are elegant, but they are not smooth, sometimes she frowns and quickly adjusts when she is deflated, and sometimes she is still timid in her eyes, as if she is imitating something for others to show but is afraid of being discovered.

The ball swirling in the air had completely faded red, and the drunken little girl seemed to see that it was turning blue, and heard the sound of wind and rain for a long, long time. Before she closed her eyes, the little girl finally saw the final appearance of the planet's evolution, blue and blue.

"It's... This is... Earth! The little girl murmured and fell asleep.

Early the next morning, the bartender woke up the little girl.

The first thing the little girl did when she woke up was to touch her face, and when she saw the bartender, she rushed to the bathroom. In the mirror, she saw a trace of the corner of her eye, so she hurriedly took out a bottle of toner from her pocket and applied it to her face.

When she returned to the wine table, the little girl noticed that the earth hanging above her memory was gone. It was replaced by a full moon, like a pearl. Looking around and beneath her feet, the little girl finally realized that she was in a rural environment that only existed in the old days.

This scene, the little girl seems to have seen it in the prose of a famous artist, and she no longer remembers the specifics. At this point, a sound was remembered in the stereo, not music, but a recitation.

On the winding lotus pond, you can see the leaves of the fields. The leaves come out of the water very high, like the skirt of a dancing girl. Among the layers of leaves, there are scattered white flowers, some blooming gracefully, some shyly blooming; Just like a pearl, like a star in the blue sky, and like a beauty who has just come out of the bath. The moonlight poured silently on the leaves and flowers like flowing water. A thin blue mist floated in the lotus pond. The leaves and flowers seem to have been washed in cow's milk; It's like a dream wrapped in a light veil.

The little girl listened and was fascinated, as if she felt that the second half was describing her, and the hibiscus came out of the water, and she was brilliant in all directions. After a moment of obsession, he smiled shyly after glancing around.

There was a hunger sound, and the little girl called the bartender. I was hungry, so I ordered some small dishes in the menu in front of me.

"Beauty, what are you waiting for?"

"No, I feel comfortable here, can't I just want to stay a few more days?"

"Okay, but I'll warn you, our bar is open on credit for a while, but the minimum period is only seven days, and you'll probably have to settle the bill at that point."

"Why seven days?"

"Because our bar only made seven themes with holographic projection, most of the people who came here were from other places, and most of them came for admiration, so I just looked at these seven theme pictures to be fresh, and I won't watch them a second time after reading them, so the boss decided that you can take credit for seven days."

"Your boss is quite interesting, yesterday was Monday, so the fireball at the beginning is the first theme, and today the country style is the second theme."

"You're right, yesterday's theme was called the cosmic desolation, and today it's called the moonlight on the lotus pond, which is based on the prose of famous artists. Next, there will be the Song of Ice and Snow, Ink Rain and Clouds, Wine in the Wind, Candle Flames, and Datang Fengyun, which are said to have lasted for more than 20 years. ”

"For more than 20 years, I haven't changed the head, and I'm not afraid that the business will be yellow if I don't keep pace with the times."

"That's what we're all about, and we call it feelings."

At this time, another bartender came over with some food.

"Your meal is ready, enjoy it slowly!" After saying that, he walked away with the person who served the dish.

The day passed quickly, the little girl would sleep when she was tired, and order some food when she was hungry. The same was true for the next two days. But on the fifth day, the little girl seemed to be in a hurry and seemed particularly irritable.

The theme of this day is to drink in the wind, and the bad mood of the little girl seems to be particularly appropriate, and she drank to her heart's content in the first half of the day, but in the second half she became drunk.

The little girl shouted loudly to the bartender as if she was drunk, and began to mumble a few words that no one understood, and when she saw that the bartender was sluggish and did not respond, she raised her voice again.

"Can you change the theme, this makes me very uncomfortable, change it!"

"It's not impossible, if you change, you have to bear the loss of this week."

"What a loss, don't you just change the theme? What are so many things? ”

"Some people just come to read the theme at once, and you don't know that many people will leave because of this, and it will also cause a bad reputation, so ......"

"Understood, how much, I'll out." As she spoke, the little girl felt in her pocket and wanted to take out her mobile phone to make a payment, but found that the mobile phone seemed to be long gone, and she couldn't find it, thinking that it was probably stolen.

The bartender also saw the problem, and his face began to become serious.

"I said don't pretend to be confused, if you want to repay the debt, you can find the wrong place, I'll give you another minute, if not, I'll call the police. I felt that there was a problem with face recognition at the beginning, and now I'm coming to such a show, it's been 2139 years, and there are still people playing such low-level, when I'm a fool? The bar grabbed the little girl's hand, "I'll call the police now, don't you want to run." ”

The little girl was really anxious this time, and shook off the bartender's hand.

"Open it for me, I lost my phone, and it's not impossible to have a face, it's just...."

"It's just what, I'll tell you, don't play with me, I'm still good, if our boss is here, maybe he will scold you, how ugly it will be."

The bartender's chattering appearance finally aroused the anger that the little girl suppressed in her heart.

Like a red giant star in the cosmic wilderness, a handful of pulls over the bartender is a crackling count, seeing the bartender cowering and suppressing the angry look, he was about to move his whole fist over, but the fist was held by a middle-aged uncle.

"What are you doing, do you want to beat someone if you say it?"

"I'm sorry boss, I was wrong." The bartender said aggrieved.

The person who came was a warm middle-aged uncle, with deep eyes, a tall nose, and a square three-dimensional face. The uncle and the little girl paused for a few seconds when they looked at each other, and quickly came back to their senses.

"Boss, do you know her?"

"It's none of your business, let's get to work."

The bartender didn't know why, and he didn't want to ask too much, so he had to walk back to the bar with an aggrieved look.

"Pick it up."

"What?" The little girl was puzzled.

"I don't feel panicked with a leather mask on a hot day, I noticed you."

The little girl became very excited for a moment.

"Looks like you're there." As she spoke, the little girl tore off the human skin mask on her face, revealing a delicate and small face, like a little sister next door. In addition to the shape of the face, the features are almost the same as the mask, especially the pair of immature dimples, which made the uncle stunned for a while again.

"What am I, and why do you wear a mask that looks like my wife?"

"You are An Zixian, the author of "Yicheng Breaking", right. I'm your book lover, my name is Mo Jingting. Seeing that the uncle was displeased, Mo Jingting pretended to be aggrieved, "You Haihan, I didn't wear a mask to find you."

"I heard that after your wife's accident, you closed the pen and stopped writing, and you didn't even do your job as a private detective. Do you know how sad our book lovers are? Looking forward to the stars and the moon, I hope that you can continue to write when you figure it out one day, but this is more than ten years. ”

An Zixian was not angry, but smiled kindly.

"How old are you?"

"Nineteen." Mo Jingting quickly replied.

"When I wrote the book, you were probably not born yet, and at such a young age, why would you like such an old story."

"Not ancient! Not ancient! You don't need to give a reason to like something, I just want to know why you didn't write it? Even if it's sad, it's said that time is good medicine, and it's time to let go of it after so long. ”

An Zixian fell silent, although his face was still a kind face, but the dull eyes betrayed his complex inner activities, as if at a glance, those tedious past events were flashing in his mind like a movie playing at double speed.

Mo Jingting was a little flustered when she saw this.

"I'm sorry, did I say something wrong!"

After a long time, An Zixian finally spoke.

"There's a story in the book that is based on a character of mine who I haven't been able to solve since his disappearance, but the police closed the case with an accidental death. I don't think so, but I can't produce evidence, I haven't had any results for years, and when the chain of evidence closes, I still don't think it's true. Do you think I'll be able to write it?

After An Zixian motioned for Mo Jingting to take a seat, she seemed to be brewing something.

"My friend's name is Li Wenji, and in the book his name is Gitch. I remember the last one in this bar, sitting face to face like you and me now, and I remember that the theme of that day was candle streamers....."

I don't know if he was touched by the familiar human skin mask, or infected by Mo Jingting's innocence and sweet dimples, An Zixian didn't have any precautions, he has always been a strict person.

So, An Zixian told Mo Jingting about the last time he and Li Wenji met.