Marcho went straight to "China", and before he could get there, he heard the cheers of his singers, and he felt that God had really forgiven him, and he even came to the show casually. He hurriedly bought a ticket and ran into the "China", dressed himself for a while, put scar marks on his face, and put on makeup, and the guards at the door did not recognize who he was.

He squeezed into the crowd and looked around for Nisna's shadow, and sure enough, the gods were protecting him, and Nisna was not here today, at least she didn't come now. Ma Qiao sat on the edge, and because there was a show, the tables and chairs in the middle were removed, and only the bar and the corners had seats. He stared closely at the dancing crowd, and as soon as his eyes lit up, he spotted the woman.

He took a deep breath, blinked his eyes, and looked closely at the dancing woman, who was with the crazy girl he had seen that time, and the crazy girl was easily recognizable, with a tattoo of a flower arm with a cloud pattern on her left arm.

Maggio looked up at the flashing lights and felt that it had been too smooth today. The fact that he meets a girl who has failed to escape in the early hours of the morning and finds his target so smoothly in the evening reaffirms the importance of yearning for the gods.

Ma Qiao looked at the woman carefully, she had a good face and a good figure, but her dancing posture was very bad, and she looked like she was a monk halfway through the house, and she came to play with the crazy girl next to her. She was wearing a simple T-shirt and denim trousers, no heavy makeup on her face, with long shawl hair and pointed face and thin eyebrows, she really looked youthful. It's a pity that I just bought the potion today, and I can't carry out God's will, so I can only feel the details, but listening to the music with a strong sense of rhythm, Ma Qiao, who loves music, can't help but want to rush forward.

He waited for a while, and sure enough, the musician began to shout at everyone to play the dead wall, and Maggio blended into the crowd and squeezed to the opposite side of the girl, who did not recognize herself, and learned from the crazy girl next to her to continue to provoke this side. Looking at her like this, Ma Qiao thought of himself four or five years ago, when he drifted north to Qingcheng, and his tattoo career was just starting, and he was so poor that he could be described as tinkling. Forced by the pressure of life, and can't afford to go to concerts, he often comes to LiveHouse to feel the charm of underground music, at that time he was as fearless as the girl opposite, and felt that the meaning of the dead wall was like what the lead singer said, one side of the person is to kill the other side of the person, so he had no scruples to bump and be hit, hit all over the body, but hit happy.

Looking at his fledgling self, he felt a little more pity in his heart, could this be the path that the gods gave him? The god didn't ask him to kill, but to paint, he saw the nine-tailed spell spirit behind Qin Ziyang, he could take a picture, and then try to communicate with Ziyang, let her tell the origin of the tattoo, there is no need to rush up like a madman and want to eat her......

There was a sudden roar in front of him, and the people on the opposite side had already rushed up, and the people around him also pulled themselves and rushed up, and the two sides were like armies meeting on a narrow road, crashing into each other without any scruples. Ma Qiao saw that the eldest brother next to him had rounded his arms and rushed towards the girl, only to feel that his brain was hot, and he rushed to the girl with all his strength, pounced on the girl's body, and blocked the big brother's fist with his back.

Hearing a scream in his ear, Ma Qiao thought that he had failed to protect the girl, or that he had rushed too hard and injured her. He wanted to see if the eldest brother behind him was still nearby, but he saw the crazy girl flying out sideways, with a weird smile on her face during the flight.

"Hey! Feed! The girl in his arms hit his chest, Ma Qiao felt a pain in his back, the people behind rushed up, he could only push the girl to the periphery, then another group of people rushed up from the periphery, experienced he knew that once this group of people rushed up, they had less chance of escaping, so he turned around and flashed them to escape from the side.

"What are you doing!" Running out of the range of the Dead Wall Lovers, Macho let go of the girl in her arms, but she looked dissatisfied.

"Protect you!" With the sound of drums in her ears, Macho could only shout to her. "Girls who play with the wall of death have no one to protect them, isn't that too boring!"

When the girl heard Ma Qiao say this, she also felt reasonable, she didn't have much experience, thinking that this was the way to play with the dead wall, but it was a bit too much for a man to pull her out of the crowd.

"Thank you!" The girl was about to plunge into the crowd again, but was grabbed by Macho's arm.

"Don't go in! You see! Maggio pointed to the people on both sides who kept rushing up. There are more people today than usual, and girls like you can easily get hurt! Here are all people who come to vent their anger, and if you go in, there will be no one to protect you when the old man rushes up! Maggio pulled the girl aside, asked for two cocktails, and then pulled her out of the LiveHouse, and his ears were quiet.

"I'm sorry to pull you out, it's too noisy inside, I'll invite you to a drink, so don't go in and play."

"You want to take care of it, who are you?" The girl took a sip of it, revealing a little shyness, and turned her head to look at the door.

"Otherwise, if you are my girlfriend, I will be able to protect you when I play Dead Wall in the future!" Ma Qiao said suddenly, he was also shocked after he finished speaking, he had just lost Nisna, he actually empathized with him, but he didn't regret it, just stared at the girl in front of him with a pair of expectant eyes.

The girl didn't answer, she turned her head to look into Marcho's eyes, and just kept looking at him, and after about a minute, she suddenly nodded.

"Let's go!" Macho grabbed her hand and ran towards the neighborhood, this is a bar street, there are many bars around, some bars are not as manicy as LiveHouse, he pulls the girl to a quiet place compared to "China", and then asks for four bottles of wine.

"What are you doing, my sister is still in 'China'." The girl rubbed her aching hand that was scratched by Ma Qiao and complained.

"Are you not here, don't worry, after the show is over, we'll go back, and we will say that it's too messy inside to breathe." Maggio smiled at her in a friendly way.

"Your scar is fake." The girl looked at Ma Qiao, Ma Qiao followed her gaze and touched her face, and pulled the thing down, it turned out that when he was protecting her just now, I don't know which big brother picked his face and rubbed off half of the scar.

"Hehe, I just think it's fun to stick it, when you have a face full of meat, others still think that you are the boss of society, and you don't dare to deliberately bump into it."

"Haha, you're so interesting." The girl smiled. "My name is Yuan Yifei, what about you?"

"My name is Zhong Hui, so you can call me Ah Hui." Macho also smiled. "What about me...... It's a tattoo artist, it's the kind of little tattoo artist, sometimes he posts his works on the Internet or something, and he usually has nothing to do, and he comes here for recreation when he earns enough money...... What about you? ”

"I'm a nurse, I just got my qualification, and I'm still in the internship period, you know, nurses are tired, and some hospitals are dark, sometimes I feel that my work is not going well, so I come out to breathe."

"Yifei, whoever dares to bully you in the future will come to me." Ma Qiao lit up his undeveloped muscles, and Yuan Yifei smiled from ear to ear when he saw it.

"You're special, you're stronger than girls your age." Maggio praised.

"How do you see that?"

"How dare an average girl play with the wall of death, and...... It's not the first time I've seen you play Dead Wall. Ma Qiao met Yifei's burning gaze, only to feel that his face was hot, he hadn't felt like this for a long, long time, it was a taste of first love, a shyness that Nisna and many girls couldn't give him. He suddenly felt that he was much younger, as if God had pressed a time machine backwards, rejuvenating his heart, making him passionate about his dreams again, and no longer wandering into confusion and depravity because of the pressure of life.

"You...... You've been paying attention to me, huh? Yuan Yifei also lowered her head, seemed to be blushing, and also showed a few shyness in her youth.

"Just a few times." Marcho patted his head. "Actually, if you play at a music festival, there will be kind gentlemen to protect you, but in LiveHouse, many times at night, when the lights are dark and people are drunk, it is inevitable that you will be confused. Last time, I saw a girl who was less than 1.6 meters alive and stepped on the calf of a 200-pound old man and was sent directly to the hospital! I guess you can't imagine that those young people who are missing arms and legs who come to your hospital for treatment may have moved from LiveHouse. ”

"Hahaha, you're so funny, I really want to thank you."

Ma Qiao and Yuan Yifei chatted for a long time, and they didn't walk out of the bar until the end of the performance, when the black people in front of them came out. Ma Qiao was very happy, he watched Yuan Yifei get into a taxi under the protection of the crazy girl, and then turned to look at the empty street.

He suddenly felt that he was alive, living in the world of ten years ago, when the school had banned early love, and five or six teachers from the student department were wandering around the campus every day, and whenever they met boys and girls who came together, they would catch them in the office and question them. Therefore, he hides every day because of his early love, feeling that they are watching him, but in fact he does not have a little girlfriend, but often follows the girl he likes, or pretends to pass by her house and sees her about to go to class. He had never confessed to anyone, but he enjoyed the feeling of a crush.

God, you have given me life and rekindled the flame of life in my restless heart. Macho looked up at the sky with open arms, and everyone around him who came out of the LiveHouse thought he was a fool. He called out to the gods a few times, then staggered away.

Yuan Yifei looked at the scenery outside the car window, thinking of the sunny boy she had just met, she only felt as if she had opened a door to youth in her heart. A few days ago, I had an awkward quarrel with the doctor because of the unspoken rules, and later I was angry because other nurses gave red envelopes for promotion. She came to LiveHouse purely to vent the unhappiness in her heart, and every time she came home with ease, but today was different, she felt heavy in her heart.

"Sister, who is that person?" My sister's voice came from the side.

"A hero who saved me at the foot of the wall." She turned to look at her sister, who smiled at herself as she clutched her bleeding forearm. "Go back and deal with it for you, is there anything else that hurts?"

"There's a little bit on the leg." She smiled and rolled up her pants, a large piece of skin rubbing off her calf, oozing blood.

Yuan Yifei sighed, a month ago, she received a call from her parents, saying that her twin sister had been discharged from the hospital and needed her to take care of her for a while. She remembers that when she was in high school, her sister was sent to a psychiatric hospital for hurting someone, where she received treatment and had to pay for expensive treatment, causing her parents to fight a lot, and she gave up on her college dreams. During that time, her least favorite thing was to go home and often go out for drinks with her bad friends. This time, my sister was finally discharged from the hospital, and my parents were relieved. Looking at her parents with gray temples, she secretly decided that she must take good care of her as an older sister.

"It's okay, I can bear it." The younger sister smiled and looked at her legs, she admired her sister's strength, and then turned her head to continue to look out the window, recalling the scene just now. At this time, her sister gave her a strange look and turned her head to look at the other side.

"Xiaoxiao? It didn't hurt anywhere else. Yuan Yifei asked again.

"I didn't ...... No, sister, don't worry, just your little arms and legs. ”