Chapter 292
If the Internet gives us a platform to get to know each other, then the radio waves are the gravitational force that allows us to meet, and breathing is our only heartbeat.
Your writing is so good, why don't you go to a magazine or a company engaged in culture, how can you become a security guard? That's a real condescension.
Life is impermanent, creation makes people, and it is not up to people to wish.
If you want, I can ask my dad to help you say a word, and going to a newspaper or magazine will never be a problem.
Oh! It seems that your father is either an official or a businessman. But no, thank you for your concern, I get it. I feel like my life is not bad at the moment, and my boss is good to me, and I don't want to change jobs in less than a year.
Well, if you need help with anything, just ask, and I'll leave no stone unturned.
Silly girl, we just met, you are so enthusiastic, fortunately you ran into me, in case it is a bad guy, I don't know what is going on if I lie to you. The heart is sinister, how long a heart, remember, don't trust others easily in the future, you know?
You know, why are you so verbose like my mother?
Okay, it's not early, it's time to rest, good night.
Let's talk a little longer?
You've got to go to school tomorrow, and I don't want to be late for work.
Okay, but you're going to have to go online early tomorrow night.
Okay, good night.
Good night.
Turn off the computer and go to the bathroom to wash your face, this is He Ziling's habit, after playing with the computer, you must wash your face to remove static electricity and floating dust, and wash away the unhappiness of the day by the way.
"Who?" He Ziling's mother happened to go to the bathroom. Seeing her yawn, she asked a little reproachfully, "Xiaoling, why haven't you slept yet?" Isn't it online again, your kid says that you just don't listen, how can you have the energy to sleep so late and go to class tomorrow? Be obedient, be obedient, hurry up and go to bed. ”
"Got it, Mom." He Ziling said impatiently. But lying in bed, I can't sleep, I don't know why my brain has a burst of inexplicable excitement, turning over and over, strange, for the first time in my life, I have this kind of ethereal fantasy about a person I haven't seen, and my mind is full of the imagination of this netizen who feels very good, what does he look like? Tall or short? Fat or skinny? Thinking about it, He Ziling gradually fell asleep in a daze.
There are a lot of people in the Internet café, bustling with shouts and shouting. "Left, right, crouch, jump, use a knife, magic level 26 ••••••"
Cui Yifeng sat there extremely quietly, listening to his and Zhang Xizhen's favorite songs in the past, and chatting with netizens from time to time. "Love Because of Love", "Happy Moment", "Xingqing", "Butterfly", ...... Every time he listens to these songs, he will evoke deep memories in his heart, sting that scarred heart, just like a lonely boat on the sea to endure the storm, the turbulent waves hit again and again, and he would rather endure the pain of the heart, but persistently unwilling to succumb to fate, unwilling to give up.
I don't know if it's the stuffiness of the weather, or the loss of emotions? Cui Yifeng threw Alkman away, turned around and left the chat room. Some people around were taken aback, and scolded dissatisfiedly, neurotic, what are you dragging? He came to the counter gloomy and said to a man about his age, "Get me a beer." ”
This man's name is Li Weiming, and he is Cui Yifeng's best friend. Looking at his sad look, you can know that he thinks of that woman again, and deliberately ** him.
"What, think of femme fatale again? Forget it, you haven't seen each other for almost ten years, and people have long forgotten about you. No matter how much you torture yourself, she won't know and won't care about you, even if it's a simple greeting. Nine times out of ten, a woman will become very worldly and realistic when she arrives in a bustling city, or she will measure everything by the standard of superior material life. Women who are loyal to love are as rare as our national treasures, and I don't think she will be one of them. A woman as selfish as she is will only hurt you. Don't be stupid anymore and keep a dream that will never come true. Your efforts are like throwing gold into the East China Sea, sinking as much as you throw, and finally returning to peace, never to be heard from. ”
Perhaps, she walked into the big forest and lost her way for a while, and she was waiting for me to find her.
Have you been eaten by jackals, tigers and leopards and other fierce beasts, still waiting for you to find them?
Cui Yifeng didn't refute, and drank all the wine in the cup in one go. His eyes were a little obsessed, and he said sadly: Another drink.
Okay, okay, just keep dreaming, I'm too lazy to pay attention to you. Saying that, Li Weiming poured another cup for Cui Yifeng.
I don't understand what kind of magic that woman has cast on you, making you not look like a human or a ghost. After saying that, Li Weiming took ten game coins, Cui Yifeng picked it up and turned around and entered the game hall. He is like an angry lion that rages through the game's illusory world. It was as if he wanted to immerse himself completely, and run wild to kill at will, so as to vent his resentment against the indifference and injustice of this world, so that he could forget some of the sorrow and pain of the past for a while.
A soul without love is like a dead tree without a bit of life. Why do you pay wholeheartedly and love each other sincerely, but you have to separate the world and not stay together, and suffer the heart-rending pain of lovesickness day and night? Who would be willing to accept such an arrangement of fate?
Suddenly, Cui Yifeng stood up and shouted to all the people who were playing the game: "I'm sorry, please stop, I want to play a game with you, if anyone can beat me in any game of King of Fighters or Racing, then he can play all night for free, if he loses, he will have to pay ten times the cost of the all-night, how about it, I don't know if anyone dares?" Cui Yifeng's unusual behavior caused a commotion, and the crowd began to talk about it. A group of young people dressed very fanciously came up, and at first glance they were bad teenagers. One of them had dyed yellow hair, like the boss of these bastards. Squinted at Cui Yifeng, and said arrogantly and disdainfully: "Hey, boy, what kind of bastard, your tone is not small." Who do you think you are? I really don't know whether to live or die, you say it's free, it's free. ”
Cui Yifeng knew at a glance that these people were not good, but at this moment he didn't care about these for a long time, at this moment he just wanted to vent the depression in his heart and the resentment against fate.
"You don't have to worry about this, since I say it, I'll do it, if you have the ability, come and fight with me, if you don't have the ability, don't pick a thorn in me here, stand aside." Yifeng's tone was even more arrogant, arrogant, and almost empty-eyed.
The yellow-haired boy with dyed yellow hair scoffed, "Hey! Boy, you really don't cry when you don't see the coffin, look at Lao Tzu if you pee your pants today? ”
A few thugs next to him burst out laughing. "Boy, you really don't know the sky, do you know what his nickname is? Invincible Tyrannosaurus Rex, dare to compete with him, you are dead. Cui Yifeng completely ignored their nonsense. After three rounds, the yellow-haired delinquent boy didn't win a single game. The others watched dumbfounded. The arrogance of the four people who were with Huang Mao just now ran away without a trace, and they stood there stupidly.
Who is this man? It's so powerful, I've never seen it..., everyone is gossiping, you and I are talking about it.
"Let me come."
A confident and cold voice passed through everyone's ears, and after the crowd came a thick-eyed man.
(End of chapter)