The venue was brightly lit, and there was a band playing on a small stage - it was a saxophone or a trumpet, Xu Songfen didn't know very well, he was the first to enter the venue, he sat near the door, he took food from a nearby table, and looked at every woman who entered with blazing eyes, he had been sitting all night. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Is it her? Not her. ”

"She's the next one to come in, right?

"Why isn't it her! Did I overestimate myself? Or did Zhan lie to me?"

“......”

Xu Song sat at the door like this, thinking nonsense, waiting for people to come in groups, and leave in groups, in gorgeous clothes, perfumes, and clever smiles—without her.

People who have not looked for a lost lover in the crowd cannot comprehend this anxiety, hope, disappointment, a new hope, and then disappointment - until in the end, it almost turns into despair that is still unwilling to die completely.

During this period, Xu Song called for battle countless times, but they all failed one by one, and the battle did not appear, nor did he answer.

Until nearly midnight, the food on the buffet table changed several times, and this annual exchange between writers was almost over, some people noticed Xu Song, and some people came up to talk to him, but Xu Song impatiently refused.

"A young man in his twenties who doesn't have a job usually fantasizes about himself as a writer. ”

"So there is something wrong with the old Xu family, right? Adopting such a person - where is the son, it is simply the ancestral ......"

"You little shameless thing, don't you just want to rely on my family? Why do you eat my use of mine, and grab toys with your brother! Phew, I don't have a father or a mother, see if I don't kill you!"

"Mom! The teacher has drawn a wavy line for me with this sentence! Will I be able to be a writer in the future? Just like my grandfather!"

"Minmin will be even better than your grandfather in the future! Minmin is awesome!"

Later, when everything was like ashes, I met the cold bamboo fragrance.

"A lot of the time it's true, you don't know what you think. ”

"Come on, the water is deep!"

"No, don't listen to them, your text has a lot of aura, so you should have put a lot of effort into it, I can understand it. ”

"Ah, I don't want to write, I don't want to write, I don't want to write, so the water is deep, can you come and comfort me?"

"I like you too...... But...... That's pretty good, isn't it?"

The venue has been cleaned, and some waiters have come in to clean it one after another, Xu Song was politely invited out, he stood up and glanced at the waiter coldly, and after he went out, he heard a fluttering sentence floating into his ears: "Is there something wrong with this person?......?"

"yes, that's pretty good. Xu Song couldn't hear the complaint at all, he lowered his head and walked slowly along the corridor, "So why did you leave, why did you throw me away in the end, why did you disappear after deceiving me into not caring much......"

As for the ...... Xu Song's eyes turned cold, after this annual meeting, no matter whether or not he found Leng Zhuxiang, many things had to be settled.

The lights in the corridor were pale, and the thick carpet gave people a sense of unsteadiness, Xu Song took a deep breath and forced himself to return to reality, if there was really no fate to meet, then forget it,...... Perhaps, he will have to wait until he is stronger.

Shaking his head vigorously, Xu Song took out the invitation letter and looked at the room arranged for himself, which was 1208 on the twelfth floor, he looked left and right, although it was nine floors away, he still planned to take the stairs up.

......

After the people from the national television station left, there were two private interviews, both of which were well-known newspapers and magazines in the industry, and even had a certain influence abroad.

However, Xie Anzhu's physical condition is really worrying, so that everyone who sees her is very surprised and even began to speak cautiously, every time someone asks about her physical condition, her brother and agent, will answer with a smile, "My sister has been frail and sickly since she was a child, and she has completed the creation of "Poisonous Woman" with perseverance. ”

Between the two interview videos, Xie Anzhu had an hour's rest, and her "brother" would feed her a pink test-tube liquid hidden in the Xiaoice box they carried with them, and after drinking the liquid, Xie Anzhu's spirit was slightly better.

However, almost two months ago, when she had just blackened Xu Song, her physical condition was not like this.

But now, when there are no outsiders, Xie Anzhu will collapse on the chair and gasp like a deflated doll, and the "brother" on the side is very indifferent to her appearance, "Sit up, they will come in in two minutes." That's about the tone.

After all the interviews were over, it was past midnight, Xie Anzhu didn't know why it took so long, now she felt very tired, as if all her spirit and strength had been drained, she held on, a little in awe of her "brother's" attitude but more afraid, now he was helping her sort out the things she brought, everything about her, he didn't allow others to handle it.

"Uncle Huang, I want to go out to the toilet. Xie Anzhu suddenly said that there were a lot of things on the ground, suitcases, ancient clothes and cosmetics she brought over, medicines she drank and empty boxes or something.

The young man hesitated, looked at the debris on the floor, and then opened the door to look outside—there was no one outside.

"Go ahead. He said, with a hint of indifferent concern in his tone, like a routine, "Be careful, come back immediately, and go home later." ”

"Hmm. Xie Anzhu secretly breathed a sigh of relief, she stood up with her chair and walked slowly outside.

There is no one in the empty corridor, the lighting is a little white, the carpet is too thick but makes people feel unsteady, and the toilet is on the other side, very close to the staircase.

However, when she was close to the toilet, Xie Anzhu seemed to suddenly sense something, she turned her head sharply and looked at the staircase where the door was half-hidden, she saw a man in a black coat, his face was cold and a little sad, his brows were furrowed, and his eyes were very unfriendly.

"Leng Zhuxiang!" Xu Song was stunned for a moment, and immediately recognized this delicate and pale woman! He immediately turned around and walked briskly towards Leng Zhuxiang!

It's here!It's here!It's here!

His heart was ecstatic, his blood rushed upward, his head was hot and swollen, but where could he manage so much! )