Chapter Twenty-Seven: The City Routine is Deep

At the gate of the school, Su Bai smoked one cigarette after another, at this time it was the peak period for students to go to school, many students walked past Su Bai, and the two guards in the guard room stared at Su Bai, as if they were hesitating to step forward and advise the gentleman who smoked not to stand at the school gate and smoke, so as not to have a bad impact on the future flowers of the motherland. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

It's just that when they just decided to get out, a police car drove straight over and the man got into the police car.

The two young doormen were a little stunned when they saw this scene,

"Are the police so close and careful now, that they have to be taken back to the bureau even if they stand at the school gate and smoke?"

Sitting in Chu Zhao's car, Su Bai chose a comfortable posture for himself, leaning his head against the car window, his eyes a little wandering, as if looking at the street scene that kept flashing outside the window and seemed to be aimlessly empty.

Chu Zhao's hands were tightly gripping the steering wheel, he didn't speak, and Su Bai didn't continue to ask.

Now we are going to the cemetery garden.

No matter what the matter, no matter what the explanation, it seems that there, in front of Xun'er's tombstone, is the best decision.

"I'm out of smoke. Su Bai suddenly spoke.

Chu Zhao was taken aback, looking a little panicked, and the police car suddenly deviated out, almost entering the wrong lane, and there happened to be a traffic police officer on duty next to him, but he didn't see it, although it was not a specific department, it was always necessary to sell face to each other.

handed his cigarette to Su Bai, Su Bai shook the cigarette case, then bit a cigarette and never lit it.

Chu Zhao handed over his lighter, but Su Bai ignored it, just gently chewed the position of the filter.

Tobacco, in fact, can no longer cause any anesthetic effect on Su Bai's nerves, and sometimes the reason why he smokes may be just the same habit as scratching his head and shaking his feet.

Chu Zhao looked very nervous all the way, although he was trying his best to restrain himself, but he still revealed a kind of unnaturalness.

Although he has risen all the way in the criminal police team, Su Bai knows that many times, in front of him, Chu Zhao still seems too tender and too tender.

In the story world of "Mr. Zombie", when Su Bai appeared, Chu Zhao had already passed out, and at that time, when Lu Tong and the others left, Chu Zhao chose to stick to it.

Even though Chu Zhao knew that his strength was not enough for a blood corpse, he still didn't choose to leave, but continued to stay where he was with Xun'er.

At that time, Su Bai was still a little surprised in his heart,

In a trance,

An emotion that he had been indifferent to for a long time was gently touched at that time.

In the audience circle, stabbing each other in the back, dead friends do not die poorly, is the real theme, that kind of stupidity, that kind of naivety, that kind of insistence on choosing to face death for the sake of so-called friendship, for the vast majority of listeners, it is already a little distant and unfamiliar.

These chicken soup for the soul stories, which are often sung and featured in various magazines and publications, may be quite common in the real world, but in the world of stories around listeners, it seems to be as rare as a rarity.

It's just that

person

After all, it will change, even if Chu Zhao chose to stick to it at that time and face the danger with Xun'er, but it is likely that the scene and time will be changed again, and Chu Zhao will be given another choice.

Do you kill Xun'er to fulfill yourself, or do you want to die together?

Whoever it is, I will struggle again in my heart.

Just as Wang Jingwei was also a patriotic and progressive youth when he was young, he also sacrificed his life to assassinate the high-ranking officials of the Qing court, but then he still became a dog leg of the Japanese; many of the more famous student leaders in the May Fourth Movement later joined the Wang puppet regime, while the "traitor" owner of Zhao Jialou, who "burned down Zhao's house" in middle school history textbooks, refused to accept the invitation of Wang's puppet government.

People's choices and value orientations often change with the times.

Chu Zhao may not have known that Su Bai, who calmly leaned his head against the car window at this time, was actually thinking about how to interrogate and dispose of himself in front of Xun'er's tombstone later.

Siren has passed away, and Su Bai doesn't have much impulse to help Xun'er avenge now, yes, whether Su Bai himself wants to admit it or not, he really doesn't have the urge to take revenge anymore.

If Xun'er was really killed by another listener, then so be it.

Let yourself be angry again, kill a few listeners, and then be pulled into the world of punishment stories by the radio again,

Too tired,

Too tossed,

Su Bai didn't have the spirit to continue doing this kind of thing.

This may be the laziness of human nature, or it can be called the selfishness of human nature, Su Bai feels that he has done enough, and he has done his best.

Now, maybe I need to think more about it,

If the future is a given, then what difference does it make if you struggle now or not?

That's the most desperate thing.

After I go back, I burned the auspicious painting, there is no difference between that painting and no painting, it seems that there is no difference, I see the picture of the future how I toss, but I can't change it at all, and I am most tired.

The cemetery has arrived,

The bleak scenery of the bleak atmosphere, the clean bluestone slab aisle,

When Su Bai and Chu Zhao walked on it together, Su Bai suddenly felt that everything here was exactly the same as the picture scene shown in the original painting in his memory.

even

Every leaf that remained that had not been swept away, and even the wind that happened to rise when passing the third row of tombstones, was exactly the same as that of memory.

I have worked hard for so long, and I finally tried my best to calculate the minutes and seconds with the blood corpse, and in the end, I couldn't even change the established trajectory of a fallen leaf.

It's really sad.

"This is Xun'er's tombstone. "Chu Zhao should have gotten the location of the tombstone from Xun'er's relatives.

Su Bai stopped and looked at the tombstone carefully, the tombstone was still a little new, and in the photo, Yiren was smiling like a flower.

suddenly remembered Xun'er's request for herself, that is, if she died in the story world, Su Bai had to be responsible for helping her choose a beautiful photo to stick on the tombstone.

This picture is very good.

People die like lights going out, Su Bai slowly squatted down in front of the tombstone, stretched out his hand to rub the edges and corners of the tombstone, and did not feel the temperature of Yiren anymore, and only coldness remained in the touch.

The girl who would stand there smiling and pick herself up from the plane, the girl who said she wouldn't mind being a stepmother to her son, the girl who would come to cook for herself, the girl who liked to follow her when she was a child and pull herself to play real CS,

Nope.

"I don't know when I'm going to die too. Chu Zhao said very sadly.

You're going to die now.

This sentence flooded in Su Bai's heart,

originally

Su Bai didn't intend to kill Chu Zhao, but it seemed that he was touching the scene, or he was disgusted by Chu Zhao's self-questioning, in short, this guy who obviously had something to hide, Su Bai really had the urge to blow his head now.

From beginning to end, from the beginning to the present, Su Bai does not deny that he is a sensual creature, and many times when things come, some pros and cons, and some punishments, will be left behind by Su Bai.

When Su Bai slowly stood up, Chu Zhao was still muttering to himself, "So, I chose a tombstone for myself, right next to this." ”

Su Bai frowned slightly, looked to the side, and saw a brand-new tombstone, on which was a photo of Chu Zhao, the photo was taken by Chu Zhao wearing a police uniform, very energetic and sunny.

"And this is for you, Su Bai. ”

A familiar voice sounded from behind Su Bai, Su Bai turned his head suddenly, just now, Su Bai was completely immersed in sadness, and he didn't even release his consciousness to scan the surroundings,

Therefore, when the woman walked behind him until she spoke, Su Bai really found out about her arrival.

Xun'er was wearing a black dress, a plain flower on her head, and a white pearl necklace around her neck, looking at Su Bai with a smile on her face.

this

All this,

What the hell is going on?

Su Bai was a little stunned, and even at this time, he suddenly had a short circuit in his thinking, because the scene in front of him completely overwhelmed all Su Bai's previous psychological construction.

It's not that Xun'er's "resurrection from the dead" caused such a huge surprise to Su Bai, but that Su Bai seems to see the traces of change in the future.

Although the picture is still exactly the same, nothing seems to have changed, but Su Bai has a hunch, in fact, it has changed.

"You will definitely not be able to see through Chu Zhao's lies, because you basically don't look at the circle of friends or other social chat software, in fact, if you go through it yourself, you will find that Chu Zhao lied to you. ”

Xun'er walked up to Su Bai and seemed to be very satisfied with Su Bai's shock at this time,

Immediately afterwards, Xun'er's face was pressed to Su Bai's chest:

"I have chosen a cemetery for the three of us, and although our relationship is getting more and more rusty now, I hope that one day, after we die one by one, we can still be neighbors together, just like we used to, joke together, play together, even if we are ghosts, we will float out of this cemetery together to eat skewers and drink beer at the barbecue stall of the night stall. ”

Su Bai's body was stunned, and he saw that near the left side of Xun'er's tombstone was his own tombstone.

Immediately, Xun'er deliberately lowered her voice, gritted her teeth a little angrily, and said:

"Also, you villain, you actually put your hand into someone's stomach at that time, in the future, if you get drunk one day, even if people want to take the opportunity to have something happen to you, will you just be unable to do it because of the psychological shadow left behind?"

"Perhaps. Su Bai lowered his head, subconsciously wanting to find Xun'er's lips, he vaguely remembered the taste of Xun'er's red lips last time.

"Virtue!"

Xun'er pushed Su Bai away, pointed at Chu Zhao and said, "Heh, someone has been snickering next to him for so long, has he laughed enough?" ”

"Nope. ”

Chu Zhao continued to laugh while wiping his tears,

At this moment, the three of them seem to really have a feeling of returning to the past.