Chapter 697: Music Can Touch the Soul
The mountain city of Yangbei depends on this lonely night, which is even more cold and damp.
The slightest sound of the wind hitting the car window made me feel like I was in a huge emotional black hole.
God treats everyone fairly, it gives me a face that women like, but doesn't give me an ordinary relationship and the life I want?
After experiencing the four women of Chen Nina, Xing Rui, Tang Yuwei, and Wan Xinyi, I realized that only Chen Nina, a woman, is not mixed with any interests for me.
Her love for me is like an eternal diamond, crystal clear and unmixed with any impurities, releasing that dazzling brilliance.
Nina Chen gave me everything a woman had when I was most ignorant.
And I mistakenly thought it was a drag, and I put all she cared about me in front of a kind of shackle.
It wasn't until after Chen Nina's death that I suddenly discovered that Chen Nina's feelings for me are the most sincere emotions in the world.
Only when people lose the past do they know how to cherish and regret it.
A tear of remorse flowed unscrupulously down the swollen corners of my eyes.
I thought to myself, after so many setbacks and tribulations, my tears had long since dried up.
I always show my tough side in front of outsiders, but I don't know that my heart is also open, whether I want to believe it or not?
I'm really in love with Wan Xinyi.
I can't control the heart I give?
I gritted my teeth and swore in my heart that I would never shed a single tear against any woman from now on.
Because except for my mother and Chen Nina, I feel that all women in this world approach me for various interests.
I don't just feel it. People are watching the sky, just like when I took revenge on Tang Yuwei.
Wan Xinyi is also taking revenge on me. It's just that I found out too soon, if it weren't for my impulse tonight. I wouldn't believe it at all, Kuroko and Wan Xinyi?
Wan Xinyi took revenge on me because I threw her on the street to comfort her for her shame as a woman?
Along the way, the car was like a mad beast, speeding down the quiet and uninhabited Ankang Road, and the rumbling engine seemed to vent the anger in my heart.
After arriving at the funeral home, I plunged into the funeral pavilion and came to Chen Nina's posthumous appearance.
I stood there motionless. Like a stone statue, recalling the bits and pieces of living with Chen Nina.
In the hall I saw many homeless souls, among them old people, children, men, women, wandering the hall.
They didn't look too frightened at my sudden arrival, but looked at me one by one with blank faces. It's as if at this moment, I'm still a soul that has lost my body.
Ever since I reached a tacit agreement with the old man that the water of the well would not interfere with the water of the river, they would no longer hide from me.
Looking at them, I wondered?
Why can't people have the least trust in each other like the soul?
The ghost old man and I were just a few words. Do they believe it?
Why can't people?
Wan Xinyi and I should say that we have gone through too many hardships to finally come together, and it is really not easy for us to say it?
What secrets does she have between her and Kuroko?
Wan Xin Yi knows. Kuroko's skill, he is a special forces retirement?
I've only been practicing in a martial arts school for a few years. But she blindly pulls me, not the sunspot.
Isn't this an obvious indulgence of sunspots?
The devil is in the details. Could it be that the relationship between me and Wan Xinyi is not as good as that of one of her retainers?
How can I possibly look at the problems between us calmly?
Is it as simple as Kuroko being a retainer of Wanxinyi?
Not only do I ask myself to torture my own heart?
However, the moment I knocked on the door of Wan Xinyi's room, Wan Xinyi's face was full of shock, which was definitely not a surprise, but the most instinctive weakness of a person.
Although she quickly regained her composure, her face, no matter how disguised it was, could not hide it from me. The reason why Wan Xinyi is reluctant to go back to Yangbei with me is definitely not to give me time to think about our relationship.
Is that because she is hiding something from me?
So I just can't figure it out?
If you don't like me, why hang me and tell me bluntly that I have other men in my heart?
I, Han Bing, am definitely not a faceless person, and I will not stalk you.
However, you Wan Xinyi cleverly treated me as a plaything, and you got a mobile one outside a fixed place in your house? Do you still want to find a one-off one?
You TMD while texting and saying that you miss me, what do you say, the moon is round outside the window? Are you thinking about me?
Han Bing, I really want to have a pair of wings to fly into your arms at this moment, holding you and never letting go of you.
The irony is that you hide a man at home in the middle of the night, and you're wearing a very sexy pajamas.
Am I blind with TMD? It's still stupid like a donkey.
This Xing Rui, isn't Tang Yuwei tortured me badly enough?
You Wan Xinyi still came with me to do this. You keep a certain distance from me, and if you don't go far, you will lose my appetite ambiguously, so that I can't get you, and make me feel that you are mine.
Since you are playing this game with Lao Tzu, are you tired?
Wan Xinyi, if you don't give me a reasonable explanation, then I will accompany you to the end?
You'd better not contact me in the future, if you dare to look for me, I'll let you know that although I, Han Bing, am not a fuel-efficient lamp, but you Wanxinyi may not be able to light it.
When I came out of the funeral parlor, it was already more than two o'clock in the night, and a light rain suddenly drifted in the sky.
This song is Tang Yuwei's favorite song to listen to, and I never used to admit that music can touch people's souls. But as I remembered the music, I felt like my mind was completely moved by the music.
I wonder if it's a coincidence or what? After a year, the music in my car actually played this song.
As the music played, Tang Yuwei's face was forced into my mind.
On this lonely night, my feelings exploded at this moment, I first thought of Chen Nina, and then rushed to the funeral home to see her, but then recalled Xing Rui, Wan Xinyi, everything they did to me.
When I returned to the car and left the car, the music in the car unexpectedly played Tang Yuwei's favorite song, what's wrong with me?
Why is it that on this heartbreaking night, I am full of the women I have met in my mind like movie clips?
There was an oppressive darkness between the sea and the sky, and the mist-enveloped air currents were like a trapped beast, mixed with a damp breeze hitting his face, and his long messy hair fluttering in the wind.
The raindrops ran down the windshield of the car and blurred the vision.
However, just as I was about to turn right at the intersection in front of me and turn into the Roman neighborhood, I unexpectedly saw a black Poussin parked under the façade of an old-fashioned tube building, and a young man standing on the stairs outside the car.
The man was smoking at the door of the cab of the cowering car, and from his appearance, the kid was obviously on guard, and then he raised half his head and looked at the wall that was more than two meters high.
I looked up, fuck me, good guys,,, three figures in the darkness were standing by the windows of the building, sneakily twisting the windows.
I thought to myself, these thieves, you guys are fucking going to steal from each other.
This building is the staff dormitory of the Laoyangbei Rubber Factory, which has been closed down for more than ten years. The factories are all deserted, and there are only some old workers who have nowhere to go, but who still live in this dilapidated building.
These thieves really have eyes, you still drive a car to steal, they are poorer than you thieves, they are all laid-off workers in Yangbei City to find another way to make a living and work as coolies.
You still have the face to steal them. I don't want to cause trouble, but I'm the one who doesn't like being bullied by others. If you steal from rich people's homes, I won't say a word, the rivers and lakes are moral, and there is also a way for seventy-two thieves.
How do you steal, how do you steal?
People can't be too evil, but if you push these poor people to their deaths, my conscience tells me that I will never pretend to turn a blind eye.
I kicked the accelerator and turned the car off the main road of Ankang Road, and crossed the door of the old rubber factory. Maybe I was only a few dozen meters away from them, and the young man standing guard next to the car seemed to have spotted me.
He hurriedly beckoned the young men on the wall who were prying the windows to come down.
In the darkness, the three men jumped off the wall and returned to the Poussin car.
Then the car started and drove straight away.
My car was in the middle of the road, and the black Poussin obviously couldn't get through.
The black driver honked his horn at me frantically, meaning he wanted me to give way to them.
However, I knew very well in my heart that I saw with my own eyes the three young men standing on the wall, each carrying a bucket bag, and there was clearly something in the bag.
I pulled out the car keys and walked down with the lock that locked the steering wheel of the car.
When the four men saw me coming, they also got out of the car.
One of them was holding a machete in his hand, and under the light of the high beams of the car, the four of them were wearing sportswear and the most popular teapot lid hairstyle in Yangbei in recent years.
With just these bunnies, I can release at least one of them with one punch.
But on this night when the lights are blind, I clearly know that they are trapped beasts after all, especially the young guys now, and they don't have a serious start.
Although I think I have practiced for a few years, I often say that you can walk by the river without getting your shoes wet, after all, the other party is a four-person person and has a guy in his hand.
If the four of them were desperate for their lives to escape, I might not be able to take advantage. (To be continued.) )