It was late at night, and the lights of Sioux City flickered and flickered like fireflies flying far away, getting dimmer and dimer.

"Squeak......

The sound of Porsche's brakes resounded in the quiet Greentown villa area.

"Thank you for sending me back. ”

Su Luo opened the car door and walked down, the cold wind blowing in the middle of the night blew, and she subconsciously hugged her shoulders.

A blazer draped over her shoulders.

She was stunned.

He Xuying's off-white shirt is very conspicuous in the moonlight.

"No need to ......," she backhanded to take it off.

"Dress, it's cold at night. He Xuying smiled slightly and said, "By the way, today's ...... Yang Le, you have a good relationship. ”

He casually mentioned it.

"Huh?"

"I've rarely seen you go to that kind of tavern. ”

"Colleague, not very familiar. "It's very similar.

He Xuying smiled.

On the way back just now, he had already used his mobile phone to let people check Yang Le's information, graduated from a junior college, studied electrical engineering, and entrusted him to the Loumen Community Police Station, an auxiliary policeman.

Ordinary people can no longer be ordinary ordinary people...... But why is it faintly uneasy?

He walked to the back of the car and opened the trunk.

"I think he's funny. He Xuying's hand paused, and then said: "You know that I am a criminal investigator, and I have always been very accurate in seeing people. ”

Su Luo suddenly became interested, but deliberately pretended not to care and asked, "I am not in the same office as him, but I haven't paid much attention to it...... You just met him, how do you feel?"

He Xuying raised her eyebrows and closed the trunk casually.

Walked up to Su Luo.

"Sven, clean, but with a heart. ”

"Well, I also think he has something on his mind, as if he can't remember something. ”

Su Luo agreed.

The wind picked up a few fallen leaves.

He Xuying's eyes were even deeper, flashing a hint of sharpness, like a blade, fleeting.

He smiled and said, "Okay, let's go up quickly." ”

"Okay, goodbye. ”

Su Luo left, He Xuying sat alone in the car, did not turn on the lights, and the car was pitch black.

He closed his eyes and listened quietly to the sound of his own heartbeat.

It's been a long time.

He weakly picked up his mobile phone from the passenger seat and dialed a call.

In the trunk, a bouquet of roses lay alone.

For whom the flowers bloom, for whom they wither.

......

......

The tavern was gone, and all that was left after the hustle and bustle was a mess.

Yang Le's peanuts were not packed in the end, and he asked for a few bottles of beer by the way.

Wang Dajiang sat next to him.

"I said Ah Le, if you continue to drink like this, I will go bankrupt. ”

Every time Yang Le has a nightmare, he will come to drink, and the most annoying thing is that he can't get drunk.

From white to black, the more you drink, the more sober you become.

"It doesn't matter. Yang Le glanced at him and said, "If you go bankrupt, you just go back to inherit billions of family property, you look forward to it every day, aren't you?"

Wang Dajiang tilted his head and nodded.

"Makes sense. ”

"It's better than the cheap woman. Yang Le smiled slightly and said.

"Which woman?"

"How many women does your dad have?"

"How do I know. ”

"Then do you hate him?"

Wang Fatzi thought about it, nodded, and shook his head again.

The tavern was brightly lit, illuminating the shadows of the two of them boring people, and it was long, long.

Wang Dajiang's little eyes suddenly lost his mind for a while, and he picked up the wine bottle and took a deep sip.

"Ah Le, do you still have that dream?"

“......”

"Would you wake up in the middle of the night when you were asleep, just because you remembered her in a dream?"

“......”

Yang Le let out a long sigh, and after a long time, he slowly spit out a word: "Yes." ”

Memory is like a sharp knife, the more you don't want to remember, the more it will come out and stab you deeply when you are defenseless.

Wang Dajiang looked at Yang Le, sighed softly, and said, "If that dream is true...... I'll help you. ”

"Do you believe in dreams too?"

"You don't believe me?"

Yang Le didn't respond and buried himself in drinking.

The two of them have known each other for many years, so long that Yang Le has lost the memory of Wang Dajiang, Wang Dajiang has mentioned in his ear how many times he went to lift the teacher's skirt in kindergarten.

Yang Le resolutely refused to admit it.

amnesia,

It's a good excuse.

Most of the time they are noisy and noisy, and they get used to it.

There is always a time when the wine is finished.

Wang Dajiang called a taxi for him, and Yang Le thought about it...... By the way, let him pay the money.

Upstairs in the tavern is an attic.

Wang Dajiang never went home, this attic was his home, and the villa where the man lived was just a house.

He went up to take a shower and change into clean clothes.

Turn on your computer and flip through today's comments.

"The author is updated very quickly, otherwise I would have sent the blade. ”

"The author is so short. ”

"I love you Chubby, come on update, you owe me ten chapters. ”

"Chubby, chubby. A book of the chubby gods. ”

Every late at night, Wang Dajiang would light a cigarette, sit quietly in front of the computer, and read the readers' book reviews for a while, stacking thousands of words. Because the supernatural stories he writes are really scary enough and have attracted a group of loyal readers.

"I'm sorry, I came to my aunt today, and my heart hurts and I can't update. ”

Wang Dajiang sent a single chapter.

He's a pretty headstrong author, update ...... Look at fate.

Maybe one day, when fate comes, he may go back and look at that man.

Smoke wafted in the small attic.

It's a long way from home, and it's even farther home.

......

......

The taxi sped away, and the neon lights flashed by.

Yang Le sat in the back seat, feeling dizzy.

"Sir, the car in the back...... Do you know?" asked the driver weakly.

As soon as he came out of the tavern, the driver noticed a car following him.

Yang Le looked back from the back glass and saw that it was a black Toyota, the car was not driving fast, and it was hanging far behind.

"I don't know ......"

There was a faint uneasiness in my heart.

The driver drove the car faster.

When the car was about to drive over the Loumen Bridge, Yang Le suddenly said loudly: "Master, stop." ”

The car was parked on the bridge.

Yang Le jumped out and looked back, the black Toyota was gone.

Maybe it's just a coincidence.

He took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, and the cigarettes were held at Wang Fatzi's bar.

"Master, is there a fire?"

The driver handed him the lighter, Yang Le said thank you, lit a cigarette, and stood upside down on the pier.

Three in a row.

He stood on the bridge and looked at the lights in the distance, and at the end of the lights was a construction site that was already being demolished.

The cool breeze blew, and the three cigarettes drifted away with the wind, and the three red dots flickered and disappeared in the night sky.

......

......

Bitusha.

The most luxurious hotel in Sioux City.

The sound of the room is endless, and the color is vibrant.

Jingle Bell ......

Zhang Yuan gasped for breath and took his phone from the bedside table.

Just glanced at the name of the caller reminder, and his whole person immediately stopped his movements and answered the phone respectfully.

"Hey ......"

"Impossible!"

"Rest assured, I didn't get any phone calls. ”

"Definitely, definitely. ”

When the phone hung up, he let out a long sigh of relief.

Li Hua under her twisted her body and said dissatisfiedly: "Who, such a disappointment." ”

The corners of Zhang Yuan's mouth rose, and he smiled without saying a word.

After the horse returned to Nanshan and the guns were put into storage, he gently attached himself to Li Hua's ear and said a word.

"Tomorrow...... You can help me put on a play......"