Old Town, No. 4, Lianpeng Road, Siwen Street.

The cold wind swept through the streets, the cold temperature blended into the cold atmosphere, and the black-haired bird's nest boy walked on the sidewalk, with a fried hair on his head, and how many grenades were hidden in his hair that were about to explode. He had heavy bags under his eyes, dark circles under his eyes, a haggard face, and white lips. The whole person was listless, his limbs were weak, he walked lightly, and he felt a gust of wind passing by.

Lin Huihui was wrapped in a white shirt in winter, with a XL Antarctic white shirt underneath, without too many decorations, and the light blue jeans didn't seem to be able to go back to the life of a western cowboy, and the knee area was cracked with a palm-sized hole, is this the high street trend? Or is it caused by lack of money? Or is it forced by life?

This young man's body has been a label since that night in the dance hall, and the dragon chasing boy seems to sound a little funny and a little hot-blooded. It's like Xiu in the Japanese anime "Blue Dragon", as long as he shouts and tries to connect to the sky behind him, an extremely ordinary and handsome blue dragon will appear, and the souls of the two feel integrated, as long as the blue dragon opens his arms and stretches out his claws, no one dares to approach Xiu, but in the world that once had a civilization of magic and mechanical technology, the blue dragon-like shadow beast seems to be everyone.

Lin Huihui passed by a fruit stand, and now his stomach was so hungry that he felt that it was not enough to eat the whole watermelon in one bite. Yes, there is nothing more addictive than chasing a dragon, the poisonous dragon guiding him along the path that he can't reach, and even if there is a cliff in front of him, he doesn't know.

Even if the poisonous dragon didn't guide him, he would be like a walking corpse, walking alone. There was no one to accompany him, because this path was forced to be chosen by him, and the brothers behind him separated long on the last crossroads. Once separated, we may never see each other again.

Lin Huihui stood in front of the fruit stall, looking at all kinds of fruits on the stall, he swallowed his saliva, not letting the saliva swallow his stomach, maybe if he didn't swallow the saliva, his stomach wouldn't be hungry, God knows where he got his thoughts. There are nerves in the brain, and the sudden madness is a little incomprehensible.

At this moment he was like a hungry wolf, ready to pounce and snatch one of the red apples from the stall. As long as it is food that can be eaten and fills his stomach, he can eat it. He's tasted everything, even he

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He paid for all of this extremely disgusting drug, slowly became addicted, and naturally got used to it.

The owner of the fruit stall saw that he didn't react for a long time, and stood motionless in front of the stall, and the boss was about to drive people away. It's not a problem to have the other person standing here for a long time, it will hinder the other person's business.

"Hey, hey, hey? Don't buy fruit and leave, don't stand here just looking at it. Like a neurotic, he gets angry when he looks at it. ”

The fruit stall owner said something wrong, is it wrong just to look at it? Maybe people are struggling with which apple is red, which banana is fresh, and which watermelon is ripe. How did it become a neuropathy? If you're in a bad mood, don't vent your temper on others, is it possible that you can't pull out and blame the toilet for not being strong?

Lin Hui didn't say a word, and after one last look, he continued to walk on the sidewalk. He dug into his pocket, ten minutes ago he had already found that it was empty, and now he just wanted to confirm again, to confirm whether there was really no money in it, and maybe the next second it would be empty and conjure up a hundred-dollar bill.

He reluctantly continued to walk on the sidewalk, his coat was only wrapped in a white shirt that had not been washed for three days, although it had no taste, but the shirt would not give you extra warmth for no reason, it could only keep warm to this extent, and there was only so much it could give. He shuddered incessantly, and his body was already weak, and the cold weather made his body even worse.

When passers-by saw him, they avoided this dragon-chasing boy one after another, they didn't know that this young man was a dragon-chasing eighteenth-level young man, they only knew that his appearance looked a little terrible, his face was so pale that he looked powerless, his eye bags were very heavy, and the dark circles under his eyes were more real than those of a panda.

Lin Hui looked at the passers-by around him, and everyone looked at him with strange eyes, as if they were looking at a neuropath. This young man who used to have the sun on his face, the gentleness of the brother next door, sometimes plays a little temper. Now he is so embarrassed, who else can save this young man who is about to die?

Passing by a young lady holding her child, the lady was wearing a brown slender trench coat and a black and white plaid scarf, like a coiling dragon wrapped around the mountains and rivers. The dark blue jeans fit snugly to the long legs, and the long black and shiny hair rolled with ion perms.

The child wears a large black cotton jacket with an exposed collar at the neckline and small cowhide boots. Holding a super lollipop in his left hand and his mother's hand in his right hand, the two walked down the street, even though the cold wind was blowing towards them, but the two of them hugged the cold wind very warmly. Embracing the cold wind that has always been biting, the warmth of people's hearts burns the sky like a bonfire to resist the cold.

"Mom, that big brother's face is so pale! Like ......" and the word "miserable white" spit out of the boy's mouth, the words were correct and round, but the last two words were covered by his mother with the palm of his hand, deliberately not letting him say it, for fear that saying it would cause a lot of trouble.

"What is the truth of the little kid...... his mother took the child and walked away, hiding from someone.

Today's parents generally educate their children to tell them that nothing can not be touched, what can not be touched, nothing can be touched to death, once you encounter that kind of thing, you will ruin a lifetime of life, life is perfect, just like the prosperity of the Tang Dynasty, as a result of the encounter with that kind of thing, from prosperity to decline in an instant, since then ruined, the family is broken, fragmented.

Not only the education of the family, but also the education of the children, telling them bitterly that in the debut society, you can't touch those things, you can't go to strange places, and you can't eat things given by strangers. They go to great lengths to instill useful knowledge in their children's brains, even if it forces them to recognize things they have never touched, and that is good for them.

In other words, if you tell those children from an early age that these things are addicted to help the brain and help with learning, it is estimated that those children will desperately rush to buy a wave and inject it into their bodies. From then on, a large number of Death Eaters were born.

Even the strong education of school and family is no match for a group of people who force the mysterious HE in your body

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。 Let you be like them, become a so-called Death Eater, work for Voldemort, and become a guy who sells his soul.

Lin Huihui watched the young lady with the child hurriedly leave, and walked into the next intersection, her back disappearing around the corner.

He didn't say anything, and he didn't want to say anything. He knew what the boy was hiding in his next sentence, and he knew it himself. Children just like to tell the truth, and even if adults tell children that some things cannot be said in front of others, sometimes children can't help but blurt out.

Returning to pass by a seemingly expensive Western restaurant, he is now holding his stomach, his stomach growls, his eyes are still full of longing to look at the activities in this Western restaurant, people move knives and forks to cut back and forth on the seven-rare black pepper steak, the black pepper steak is medium-rare with dark red blood, one bite down, with a certain era of red wine, and the opposite beauty friends to share a leisure moment.

There's nothing wrong with people paying to eat here, and anyone can enjoy a leisure time, provided you can get things done in life or busy at work. Of course, people with heads and faces don't care about these things, they only care about the roasting in the atmosphere, the strength of the red wine, the tenderness of the steak, and the sharpness of the knife and fork.

He stood in front of the Western restaurant for a while, and when he looked up, the "Brooklyn Western Restaurant" was very conspicuous, and there was a black shed above his head to shade the sun, as if he had stepped into someone's open air. Just do it to the end, be ruthless to yourself, and be even more ruthless to others, anyway, it has fallen to this point, a stack of constitutions as thick as a world encyclopedia, he doesn't care anymore, the only important thing now is to fill his stomach.

That's right, he is now clear about one thing, that is, he plans to eat the overlord meal, and then rush out of the restaurant as fast as he can. You can run as far as you can, you can't turn back, you can't be caught by others, and if you hand him over to the police, it's over. He was originally a first-class sinner, and it was even worse with the overlord meal who escaped the order.

Lin Hui pulled his shirt, adjusted his most basic state and walked into the western restaurant, he was not a child of a rich family, he was an ordinary student a few days ago, and now he may just be a street hooligan.

Opening the tempered glass door of the western restaurant, a warm temperature baked the atmosphere, and he felt that the heating was so comfortable for the first time, and the cold on his body disappeared in an instant. People sit in their respective seats and eat the steak characteristic of the western restaurant, wielding a silver knife and fork on the five kinds of cooked steak, whether it is black pepper or sirloin, even if it is the expensive wellington steak, people are still full of proficiency, a moment to slack off, and enjoy the leisure time in the western restaurant.

The hall plays the Waltz of the Vienna Woods, written by the Austrian composer Johann Jr. Strauss is another masterpiece after the waltz "The Blue Danube". Warm lights swirled around the ceiling of the Palace of Versailles paintings, the granite floor was cold, but it was hidden by the atmosphere of the baking machine in the kitchen, the front desk lady looked at Lin Hui's whole body, there was no difference, but it was very ordinary, but her face was more haggard.

At first glance, the front desk lady thought it was a poor child on a certain street, but with "customer first" as the headline, she couldn't just rely on her appearance to send people away, maybe people just came here to eat.

This is a bit wrong, come to a Western restaurant and don't eat, do you kick the restaurant? Or is it a sign? The front desk lady didn't care much, anyway, people had already come in, so she couldn't embarrass people in vain.

The front desk lady walked over, Lin Hui glanced at the young woman, the front desk lady was wrapped in a bewitching vest on the upper body, a white shirt underneath, and a red *** knot tie was tied to the collar of the shirt. The lower body wears a short black skirt with the knee as the horizontal line, with a pair of transparent stockings, which perfectly shows off the bright white legs, and finally matches the smile that has not changed for ten years.

"Coming alone?" The front desk lady put her hands on her abdomen and said to Lin Huihui with a sweet smile.

Lin Huihui nodded, not daring to say anything.

"This way, please." Then the front desk lady took Lin Huihui to a corner seat, Lin Huihui sat down carefully, and then the front desk lady called the waiter to pour a glass of water for the guests, and then handed the menu to the guests.

Lin Huihui took a stack of menus that were a little thick, and then looked at the waiter, who seemed to be dressed differently from the front desk lady. Older than in his thirties, dressed in a black suit with a lapel collar and a huge mouth of the abyss, a white lace-edged vest hidden inside, wrapped in a protruding hill, half of the country only shows the tip of the iceberg, just a little is very tempting. Then there is a smile flooded with spring, a smile that looks charming and riotous, and it is seducing people's souls at any time.

He didn't think much about it, swallowed his saliva and looked at the menu, only to see the waiter and the front desk lady whispering or something, anyway, Lin Hui didn't hear anything clearly, he probably knew what the situation was, but the most important thing was to fill his stomach at the moment. He finally ordered two black pepper steaks and a tiramisu and handed the menu back to the waiter.

The waiter bowed again, turned around and approached the kitchen.

Ten minutes later, the waiter came over with two black pepper steaks and a tiramisu, Lin Hui sat on the seat, each hand holding the silver knife and fork tightly, like a hungry wolf, waiting for the food to be placed in front of him, and then showed the appearance of gobbling up, it was a pity that he suppressed his heart, like a rich child, elegant and calm with the same face, treating these foods as if they were white rice.

The waiter bowed again and said, "Please slow down." Then he turned and left, busy serving others.

Holding a knife in his left hand, a fork in his right hand, and holding the steak with three prongs, the silver knife cut the edge of the black pepper steak, revealing burgundy bloodstains, he calmly looked like a gentleman, as if at this moment it was like the opening lyrics of Hua Chenyu's "Boring Man", "I chew the most expensive dinner, but unfortunately I don't care about this bill." ”

Lin Hui held a knife and fork in both hands, chewing and eating the black pepper steak slowly. I don't know if it was his natural education, or if he deliberately dressed up as a gentleman, the silver knife, fork and cutlery in his hand was unexpectedly elegant, and he didn't look like a homeless man who had been hungry for days at all.

After a while, after finishing two servings of black pepper steak, Lin Hui continued to hold the greasy fork and cut down the edge of the cliff of tiramisu. Eating slice after slice of tiramisu cake in his mouth, it was the first time he had eaten these things, and it didn't feel as good as the small cakes on the street.

All in all, better than he

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It's so much better, at least it fills your stomach. And that thing can only fill the spiritual emptiness of the brain. And it's getting more and more addictive, and it's not good for the body.

Now that my stomach is full and I have drunk enough water, I am now thinking about how to escape from the restaurant. Although his brain was he

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He was paralyzed, but he didn't go crazy and get nervous in someone's Western restaurant.