"Isn't it just a hundred yuan, the old lady is not rare, don't forget it, what to run!"

Lu Wanting yelled at the taxi that was leaving, if it weren't for the fact that her foot injury hadn't fully recovered, she really wanted to catch up and smash her shoes on the car window.

Standing on the side of the road, she waited for a long time and didn't see the taxi, and she muttered in her heart, what the hell is this place, there is not even a bus stop sign.

The pain in her sprained foot from standing for so long that she couldn't help it and simply sat down on the edge of the raised sidewalk.

If your curiosity is not so strong, you will not follow him, you will not accidentally follow him, if it is not for your temper, you will not anger the driver away, and leave yourself sulking in this unfamiliar place.

The feeling of isolation invaded her whole body, making her shift her anger from the taxi driver to Chen Bowen, she felt that she was played by him again, he said that he was going to meet a big customer, but he went to the hospital without telling them, and came out soon after entering the company, who knows what he is doing.

The more she thought about it, the more angry she became, and kept pulling a few poor dead grasses at her feet.

In the distance, the sky was darkening, and it seemed that a large dark cloud was drifting low in the sky. The air slowed down and became a little muggy, and then the wind gradually strengthened, and the camphor trees in the roadside green belt were blown by the wind, and the branches and leaves swayed and rustled. She felt a chill on her face, and stretched out the back of her hand to wipe it away, and it turned out to be a few drops of rain.

The weather in City C is like a child's face, it changes when it is said, the raindrops are getting bigger and bigger, she covers the top of her head with her palms, runs into a tree to hide from the rain, and feels that she is really unlucky.

"Miss, are you alright, do you want me to take you for a ride?"

At this moment, a white sedan stopped in front of her, and a heavy male voice came, and she jerked her head up.

A middle-aged man who looked to be in his forties held the steering wheel with one hand and the other by the window, watching her affectionately.

"Thank you so much!"

She stood up from under the tree, seemed to forget the pain in her foot, and unceremoniously pulled the car door, "Please send me to the west of the city." ”

The middle-aged man showed an embarrassed look, she realized that she was really impolite, others were obviously kind enough to ask for a ride, first of all, you have to ask others where they are going to go, the west of the city is so far from here, and if you encounter the rush hour at noon, you don't know how long the traffic jam will be blocked.

"I'm sorry, would you like to stop by the M bar?"

The middle-aged man smiled and nodded, and began to start the car.

M Bar is where Xiao Zi sings, which is located in the central street of City C, and the roads extend in all directions, even if she doesn't stop by the road, she can get off the bus nearby, and then take a taxi to go there is also convenient.

Since I can't go home directly, I just go there and settle down first. She turned her head to look at the fine rain marks on the car window, and there was nowhere to vent the fire in her belly, it happened that the weekend was the most popular day of the week, Xiaozi would stay in the bar all day, and she could only go to her only girlfriend to pour bitter water.

After the middle-aged man learned that she had sprained her foot, he was going to a destination that was two intersections less than going to M Bar, but he still insisted on sending her to the door of the bar, and she was grateful and said thank you several times.

At this point, the previously bean-sized raindrops have turned into a drizzle. After the car had driven some distance, she still stood there and smiled in the direction the car left.

Suddenly, an old woman came out of nowhere, came up and grabbed her right hand.

She exclaimed, hurriedly withdrew her right hand, and looked at the ragged, hunched old man in astonishment.

The old woman lowered her head, rubbed her hands nervously in front of her chest, muttered "Big things are not good, big things are not good", and then turned and disappeared into the crowd.

She was scared into a cold sweat, and she couldn't understand what the old woman meant, she had heard before that there were some strange people living nearby, who would rush out at night to scare pedestrians who walked at night, but this in broad daylight scared her a lot, she really didn't know how Xiaozi usually dared to walk on this road alone to work and get off work.

The pain in her foot seemed to be getting worse, she gasped, and as soon as she turned around, she saw Xiao Zi standing outside the bar door waving to her, and she walked briskly towards Xiao Zi.

Just a few steps away from Xiao Zi, several men in black suddenly rushed up from both sides and blocked in front of her, and one of them hit her the back of the head with a hard object.

She vaguely felt the noise around her, as if all kinds of sounds exploded in her ears in an instant, mixed with the call of her grandmother, she wanted to respond, but she couldn't open her mouth.

She felt cold and tired, and suddenly, she fell to the ground, and a large, strong hand rudely lifted her whole, and she ran forward again like a package on her back. She felt the darkness around her gradually descend, whether it was because it was dark or because she was blind, she was in a trance and she couldn't make out at all.

Someone seemed to be shouting something overhead, and she felt like she had been thrown on the hard ground, and she just lay down and into the endless darkness, wishing she would never wake up again.

But the painful feeling struck again, and soon a pair of big hands grabbed her mercilessly, and she whirled around, and finally when she finally woke up, she found that she had reached a meadow at this time, and at the sound of an order, she was rudely thrown on the ground like a bag of garbage.

She twitched on the ground for a moment, struggling desperately, feeling dizzy and hot.

A pair of warm hands dragged her back and gently lifted her up, and she sat up and looked around. Chen Bowen was not far from her, and they sat on the bank of a rapid, which looked like the river in front of their hometown.

In the distance, a rising mountain range, a towering peak reflecting the setting sun. Below the slope in front of them was a dark forest, and several black crows hovered over it.

Several men in black formed an encirclement and surrounded them in the middle, and not far away there were several tents and a few campfires.

Soon, the moon sank into the thick clouds, and it was so dark that she couldn't even see his face.

Suddenly, there was a shout from the east of the high and low, and it seemed that someone had infiltrated the camp, and a leader of the men in black hurriedly rushed there. With the faint glow of the campfire, she saw a familiar figure scurrying past. Isn't that Chen Bowen? But he was obviously tied to himself, how did he escape quietly?

Suddenly, a man in black picked her up, his arms and shoulders with incredible strength. The man in black held her and clamped her hard, reaching out his palm to block her mouth as she was about to open her mouth to shout. Then the man in black bent over and rushed forward quickly and silently.

After rushing for a few hundred meters, the man in black stopped and looked around, but found nothing, so he bent down and continued to move forward. Then the man in black paused to listen, and then he stood up suddenly, as if he were about to take the plunge. At that moment, she saw a dark figure appear in front of her, and a man's voice was heard.

The man in black threw her to the ground and pulled out a silver pistol from his coat, the body of which reflected the clear moonlight in the darkness. However, before he could pull the trigger, a bullet whistled in, hitting the man in black in the eyebrow. She was finally able to see who the black shadow in front of her was, and saw Chen Bowen holding the pistol with both hands, and a few faint wisps of white smoke were floating from the muzzle.

She felt dizzy, and when she was about to faint, she vaguely saw countless Chen Bowen standing in front of her, each of them with a faint blue light in their eyes, revealing complicated eyes, some hesitation, and some firmness.

Eventually, she closed her eyes and let herself slide into the endless abyss, cold tears streaming down the corners of her eyes.

"Wake up, wake up!" A pair of slender hands shook Lu Wanting awake from her sleep.

She woke up from the couch at this moment, and looked around in a panic, there were no men in black, no wilderness and no forest, the surrounding light was dim, a trace of lazy singing fluttered in her ears, and fashionably dressed young men and women walked back and forth around her.

She saw Xiao Zi, who was wearing heavy makeup, sitting next to her, putting her hand on her forehead to test the temperature, with a nervous expression on her face.

It turned out to be just a false alarm, and everything was a dream. But it's too abnormal to have such a weird dream in the future.

She began to recall what happened before, she got out of the car and bumped into a strange old woman, and then came to the M bar, and saw that her best friend was busy at the front desk, so she didn't bother, but found a quieter corner to rest, but fell asleep unconsciously, and was awakened by her nightmare.

And Xiao Zi didn't notice her at first, after singing a few songs on stage, it was intermission, and I heard someone in the audience whispering that there was a girl who could fall asleep in a bar, and she stretched out her hand to a corner and pointed. She looked in the direction of her finger, only to find Lu Wanting lying on the table.

She looked at the clock on the wall, and the minute hand had only moved for a few more than twenty minutes, but she felt as if a whole day had passed.

She didn't get a good night's sleep last night, and the image of him standing outside the house smoking and talking on the phone refused to dissipate in her mind. She didn't know what had happened to her lately, she had become more sensitive than before, she hadn't had a few days of peace since she met him, and she began to wonder if she had made the right choice.

The aftermath of the nightmare was still in her heart, and she pressed her slightly throbbing temples, exhausted and reluctant to think about it anymore.

She waved her hand to indicate that she was okay, got up and stood firm, paused for a few seconds, and walked straight to the bar.