"Xiaochuan, you, can you leave a day later?" Feng Xiaoxi buried his head deep in Mo Xiaochuan's arms and muttered in his mouth.

Although Feng Xiaoxi tried his best to calm down his voice, Mo Xiaochuan knew the pain in Feng Xiaoxi's heart at the moment. Because he clearly felt a cold water stain spreading in his arms.

"Xiaoxi, I have already agreed with others, and the time is not good to change again, besides, if you go a day earlier, maybe you will get a good job earlier. Don't worry, I'll go to the capital to see you whenever I have time. Mo Xiaochuan stroked Feng Xiaoxi's back and said lovingly.

"Chuan, I want to give myself to you today. I'm going to let you know that no matter what the outcome is, you're my whole world. Chuan, promise me, ask for me. Okay?" Feng Xiaoxi finished speaking, no longer caring about the people coming and going on the station, throwing tears unscrupulously, and kissing Mo Xiaochuan frantically. The **** with a fragrant fragrance domineeringly pried open Mo Xiaochuan's protection, clumsily wrapped Mo Xiaochuan's tongue and sucked it fiercely.

Mo Xiaochuan was so excited by Feng Xiaoxi's words that he almost couldn't hold it back, and agreed. However, in the end, Mo Xiaochuan still forcibly resisted the idea of asking for Feng Xiaoxi. He told Feng Xiaoxi that he wanted to save the most perfect creek for the most perfect time. Such a hasty combination is the greatest blasphemy against Feng Xiaoxi.

The bus bound for Sioux City slowly left the Wanggu County bus station, and Mo Xiaochuan looked at Feng Xiaoxi, who was chasing the bus and running desperately shaking his arm, and was already in tears. When he saw that Feng Xiaoxi could no longer catch up with the moving bus, and squatted helplessly on the ground with his face in his hands, Mo Xiaochuan really wanted to jump out of the car immediately, hold Feng Xiaoxi in his arms, and feel sorry. Then stay.

However, he couldn't, and in the end, he could only let his tears blur Feng Xiaoxi's figure.

The man is not afraid of tears, but he has not reached the sad place.

Ruthless may not be a true hero, how can a poor son not be a husband?

But that's all in the past. It has just been a year, no, to be exact, it should be two or three months, because during the May Day holiday, Feng Xiaoxi just came to Suzhou City to accompany Mo Xiaochuan. At that time, Feng Xiaoxi was much thinner, and his face was a little pale. When Mo Xiaochuan complained that Feng Xiaoxi didn't know how to take good care of himself, Feng Xiaoxi also smiled mischievously: "Isn't this not that you are a great official? ”

"Chuan, if suddenly one day, I leave you, will you be sad?" Feng Xiaoxi said while lying in Mo Xiaochuan's arms at that time.

"Yes, if one day you leave me, I will no longer be me. Mo Xiaochuan still remembers his answer at that time.

"Little fool, what I want most is for you to forget about me and go on with your own life. That way I'll be happy even if I'm not with you. Feng Xiaoxi's eyes were a little confused.

"Why are you talking about this? Do you want to serve the family law again? With that, Mo Xiaochuan went to tickle Feng Xiaoxi's itch.

Feng Xiaoxi got up to dodge, and said coquettishly to Mo Xiaochuan: "Hehe, you came to chase me, if you catch up, my sister will reward you." ”

"Mo Xiaochuan, it's obviously sugar, why did you tell me it's salt, no, you have to reimburse me for this bowl of braised pork today. ”

"Mo Xiaochuan, big villain, get up, you're going to be late for work. ”

The beautiful woman's voice and smile in the past are still vivid, but in just two or three months, it is already a thing.

"Mo Xiaochuan, let's break up. "Why? Why? What about the good mountain alliance and sea vow? What about the good ones who say that they will grow old together slowly? What about the good ones who are born together and die in the same hole?

Mo Xiaochuan tore his hair desperately. It seems that the answer lies in the roots of the hair.

Unconsciously, Mo Xiaochuan came to Lianhua Supermarket Plaza. It was close to noon, and the sun was at its most malevolent. There were only a few people in the Lianhua Supermarket Square, but they were also hiding in the shade of the trees on the side of the square and talking. There was only one shade of a tree, and there were more people. About a dozen people sat in a circle, pointing to the middle and whispering something.

These have nothing to do with Mo Xiaochuan, let alone in this case, even in the past, Mo Xiaochuan avoided this kind of occasion, because he knew that it was a little lively, and it was not something that a poor worker like him could afford, and if he was not careful, he might get himself into trouble.

However, today, Mo Xiaochuan was in a daze, there was no extra consciousness in his mind, and he suddenly felt that he should go over and take a look.

"Damn, is this selling something? Or is it selling something? What else is there to do if you don't take anything from fate, and it's rare to have a high price without fate. Go, this old man thinks that he is the tin staff that Guanshiyin Bodhisattva gave him? Isn't it just asking for more money? ”

"You think this thing is antique, looking at the color, it feels like it's been around for some years. ”

"Are you stupid, if it were really an antique, you would take this place to sell it, do you think this kind of place is like a rich man's place? You still think like that. Brother, don't tell me you're not from Earth. ”

"No, this old man is quite honest and honest, not like a liar, right?"

"Come on, you, who will still engrave the words 'I'm a liar' on their faces these days. If you don't pretend to be like a little, who will be fooled. ”

When Mo Xiaochuan approached the crowd of onlookers, he heard everyone's discussions. When I looked through the gap in the middle, I saw an earthy yellow cloth in the middle, with spots and stains on it, and the color made people look a little old. In the middle of the earthy yellow cloth, there is a dark black tower, which is divided into nine layers, and there are still some traces of dirt that have not been cleaned up. It looks like it has just been dug out of the ground. On the left side of the Black Tower, six big red characters are written crookedly: There is fate and no penny. On the right side of the Black Tower, there are also six big red letters written crookedly: It is rare to have a high price.

The stall owner is an old man in his sixties, with wrinkles on his face that read the vicissitudes of life, wearing an army green short-sleeved shirt on top and a pair of gray-white pants underneath, the corners of which are rolled up to the knees. There was a hint of woodenness in the old man's eyes. The old man stood there like a pillar, deaf to the chatter of the crowd around him.

It seems that the old man should have dug up this black tower somewhere, and then took it out and sold it, but something happened: there is a mysterious scene where fate does not take anything, and there is no chance that the price is high and difficult to find. It's ironic. 、

Mo Xiaochuan was in a daze now, and there was nothing else in his mind except blank, but it was this state that made him feel that this little black tower was very kind. Yes, it's kind.

Unconsciously unexpectedly, Mo Xiaochuan approached the front of the stall. Squatting down, he reached out and touched the small black tower.

"Hey, brother, beware of deception. A young man standing behind Mo Xiaochuan couldn't help but kick Mo Xiaochuan's ass lightly with his foot and reminded in a low voice.

Mo Xiaochuan turned his head to look at him, his empty eyes without a trace of emotion. This look really startled the young man behind him. I couldn't help but hate in my heart: "Uncle, I'm just a cheap mouth, someone is willing to be slaughtered, why should I follow so much heart? It's better to be slaughtered. Let you regret not going. ”

Mo Xiaochuan naturally didn't know what the young man was thinking. It's just that Wuzi took the small black tower in his hand. The small black tower was heavy, which made Mo Xiaochuan's heart feel a little more steady.

When Mo Xiaochuan picked up the small tower, the old man's already wooden eyes flashed a terrifying light, but everyone's mind was on Mo Xiaochuan, and they didn't notice the change in the old man.

"How do you sell this thing?" Mo Xiaochuan's voice was a little hoarse.

"How much do you think it's worth?" the old man said, but his voice was very deep.

"I don't know, I just think I kind of like this little black tower. Mo Xiaochuan gently rubbed the small black tower and shook his head slightly.

"In that case, how about sending you?" the old man smiled.

"I've never taken other people's things for nothing. Mo Xiaochuan said and took out a red banknote from his pocket, "I only have so much." ”

"Hehe--- a lot. The old man smiled and took the banknote in Mo Xiaochuan's hand. "This gadget is yours. ”

This play, which the old and the young, dazzled the people next to them, and they thought that there would be a dragon fight like the deception staged on TV. Who would have thought that it would be so simple that a deal would be over. This seriously does not meet the needs of the plot in the audience's heart.

But where is the point of the game? Everyone is confused.

In this scene, the audience has not woken up yet, and the next situation makes everyone even more crazy.

"It's your change, lad take it. The old man said, took out a coin from his pocket and stuffed it into Mo Xiaochuan's hand, turned around and left.

The crowd of onlookers were stunned, because there was a "one-point" coin lying in Mo Xiaochuan's hand. Everyone rubbed their eyes in disbelief, yes, it was indeed a penny coin.

This old and young are the quintessence of the strange world.

The crowd of onlookers also dispersed, after all, one was willing to fight and the other was willing to suffer, so their idea of watching the excitement was in vain.

But what no one expected was that the old man who sold the black tower swept away the wooden light just now, his eyes shone with colorful light, looked at the back of Mo Xiaochuan leaving, and muttered in his mouth: "Boy, you have to live well, your future is not visible to the old man, and the old man's fate is on you." Looking forward to the day when we see each other again. ”

After speaking, the figure of the old man gradually blurred, until finally, the whole person disappeared between this world and the world.