"Sir, the coffee you wanted."

The waiter politely placed the coffee in front of me, the brown liquid gave off a bit of a bitter smell, but when I drank it, it tasted more sweet.

I smiled, "Thank you." I took the coffee in my hand to my lips and drank it slowly, it was very fragrant and mellow, and the thousand leaf rose tea on the next table came with a burst of fresh fragrance of flowers and plants, which was particularly pleasant.

"Your French is very good, I thought it must be difficult for an Asian like you to learn French." The waiter was very talkative, probably surprised by my French pronunciation. God knows how much the neon people can turn any language into a language that only they can understand affects the trust of people all over the world in the linguistic comprehension of Asian people.

I smiled slightly, "I spend more time studying. ”

In fact, it is true, for the past ten years, I have not seemed to be affected at all, and I only look like a young man in my early 20s, and it seems that this maintenance will continue in ten years, twenty years.

It sounds good, but occasionally there are some troubles, such as people around me always think that I am too young and have no life experience, and think that I am either a young master who comes out to experience life.

Including my landlady, she also decided that I was a stunned young man who had just graduated from college, and the only difference was that ten years ago I would never have been regarded as a young man in the art department.

Thanks for the fabled melancholy temperament.

When I checked out and left, the waiter reminded me that it was going to rain, I looked up at the sky and smiled, "I'm sure it will rain again when I get home." ”

When I returned to my lodgings by the Seine, it began to rain as soon as I entered.

The landlady's name is a local, named Liz, she has a low brow, and her chubby face is full of enthusiasm and concern, "Baby, are you getting rainy?" "It seems that the locals like to call people baby, which has nothing to do with the love between men and women, but only represents the intimacy of a relationship.

She had a fervor about treating me like a son, and at least more than my parents, this woman cared for me enough that I didn't drink her blood even in my near-death state.

"It rained as soon as I walked in, was it lucky? What are you doing? I looked at her with a smile, "It doesn't smell like the asparagus chowder you usually cook, and it doesn't smell like cheese." ”

Excitedly and mysteriously, this lovely woman led me to the kitchen, where two plates of egg fried rice were on the table, and the soup pot on the stovetop was fragrant with the aroma of chicken and mushrooms.

It's chicken broth.

"The last time you told me half of your story, what impressed me the most was the chicken soup. Try it out and try it together? Mrs. Leeds, with a very kind smile on her face, invited me to take a seat.

Very authentic Chinese food, not those dumplings with cheese or other dishes in Chinatown that sometimes cater to the taste of foreigners, the soup is very delicious, only seasoned with salt, and the chicken stew is crispy and rotten, which is very easy to eat. Drink a whole bowl hot and warm it from the stomach to the whole body.

Although the egg fried rice is added with bacon, it still does not prevent its taste from being pure, I don't know where this magical little old lady got the pure Northeast rice, the fried rice grains are fragrant and elastic, and for a moment I feel that I have returned to Jiangcheng.

"Mrs. Leeds, you're a culinary genius." I praised her for her craftsmanship and made her happy while eating a chicken leg.

Mrs. Leeds, with a very kind and kind smile, watched me eat and told me some humorous jokes about the locality.

Dinner ended in a very pleasant atmosphere, including the cake she pushed, and I ate almost half of it alone.

When I got back to my room, I finally had a smile on my face and replaced it with a sad face.

Since that visit to Chenjia Village, I have deliberately avoided anyone or anything related to the past, like a wounded person, and I dare not look at my own wounds.

But, in fact, the wound is suppurating and festering.

The people in my life who were so important to me have passed away one by one.

Mrs. Leeds thought I was a young boy with nostalgia, and I was grateful for the kindness that I couldn't help but think of the people of the past and the times of the past.

After that night's explosion, I haven't heard from anyone else.

Finally, I only remember hearing a dull loud noise, and then the earth seemed to tremble, and then a fiery red filled everything.

I found Ling Yiran, but I was quickly taken away by a group of people, who seemed to be from the guild, saying that I was the only one left, which was a pity.

After that, I was locked up in a room, and every day I had a pile of white coats holding a notebook in front of me to do all kinds of data records.

Probably I was really born by water, and it was also on a rainy night that I slipped out of the flooded house alone, and there were many people chasing me behind me.

Slipping all the way to the river, I jumped onto a cargo boat, and after more than ten days of stealing chickens and dogs, I accidentally fell into the river while unloading the cargo. When I woke up, I didn't know how long I had been drifting in the water.

A ship salvaged me, and everybody said I was a miracle that I was alive after five or six days in the sea.

With a fake identity, I lived the life of a vagrant, until one day I met Mrs. Leeds, who had been robbed, and I stayed at her house, acting as a bodyguard.

Once I went back to Jiangcheng once, Chenhu Village was sealed off, saying that there was a meteorite landing, of course, I don't believe in these.

The mark of their existence has been completely erased.

Yijia Bar has become a private residence, the cemetery in the western suburbs has been moved into the cemetery, and even the old residence has been emptied, becoming an education base, and Mu Yurou and even her heart are gone.

I went to the Yi family, as if I and the demon spirit have become people who have never existed, the Yi family originally only recognized purity, but, the existence of the demon spirit is so strong, it has become an existence that no one remembers.

Of course, when I got back to my house, there was no doubt about it - my parents stayed at home together, and there was a good-looking little girl who was their daughter.

They opened the door and kindly asked me who I was, and I replied that I had copied the gas and fled.

My perception has been completely turned upside down.

After that, I pretended to have amnesia, no memory of the past, as if I was far away from the past, away from the feeling of impotence and helplessness.

Since then, I have never seen a woman who is so good at deceiving people as Mu Yurou, and can make you willing to be deceived again after deceiving you, and I have never seen a girl who will smile like Lian Xin and call me a stinky hooligan in a bright and moving way.

The taciturn smile, the loyal Ling Yiran, and the ...... A demonic and crazy demon spirit.

We died together, but in the end I was born.

Like a coward, I avoided thinking of them again, but I knew very well in my heart that I would never see them again.

The sound of the rain outside the house continued to beat against the window, and I closed my eyes as I looked out the window at the sparkling night by the Seine.

It's been a long time since I've had a prophetic dream, and now that I think about it, the night before graduating from college was probably the only time I had an inaccurate dream, and by my side, the only ones who really survived were broken melons and purity.

And I am cowardly and incompetent to the point of being ridiculous, so I can only choose to be full of gratitude, because at least the two of them are left.

I don't know when I've become so humble, and if someone had told me in the past that one day I'd be living like this, I'd slap them in the mouth.

But now, I'm the one who has been swayed by life.

The sigh was drowned out by the sound of the rain hitting the window, and there was a flash of lightning and thunder, and I suddenly saw a shadow flashing by the window when the light and darkness of the sky were at the junction of light and darkness, and I hurriedly got up and went to the window to open the window and look around, but I found nothing.

"Maybe I'm dazzled." I closed the window and laughed at myself, who else will remember me who will remember me in seclusion here?

When I looked at it, I was dazed.

The rain is getting louder and the sky is getting brighter.

(ENDS)

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