"Then one day he was taking me back from supper, and he suddenly asked me, 'What if one day I was gone?' ”

"I replied awkwardly: 'I don't know, I'm not going to look for you anyway!' ”

He smiled when he heard this, and the next morning, half of his quilt was cold, and he left a card for me, a password for my birthday, and a letter telling me not to look for him. I went crazy looking for him all over the world, but he was still gone. ”

"Really, who's going to look for him?"

It's hard to imagine what kind of ideological struggle she went through, how she tossed and turned repeatedly to be able to say such a thing.

"'Death in the Flower Season' is a bar we agreed to run when life is better in the future, he sings, I watch him sing, but he still leaves."

"The money in the card is enough for me to pay off my debts, and I still have some left, so I saved money while fantasizing that one day I could wait for him to come back, and then I met Xiao Ye, and she helped me fulfill my dream of opening the bar 'Die in the Flower Season', and I became the proprietress here, running here while waiting for him to come back."

"The most beautiful thing is to die in the flower season, to die at the highest point of happiness."

What a literary speech, such a poignant story.

Jian Nan was shocked, Yan Huan still has such a past, no, to be precise, everyone has their own story that they are moved by.

"Happy, it's really nice for someone to hear this kind of old story, wait for my sister, my sister will go up and yell twice."

After speaking, Yan Huan went on the stage, picked up the microphone, the band looked at him with a confused expression, she signaled, ordered a song "Spring Breeze Ten Miles", and sang to the bar where no one was.

"You are on the mountain in the distance, the spring breeze is ten miles, and the wind is blowing to you again today, and it is raining, and I say that all the wine is not as good as you......"

Yan Huan's voice with a little smoke is still so sexy and empathetic, but several people in Liao Liao below applauded her, Yan Huan nodded to the people in the audience, and then walked off the stage.

"Patronizing me, Jian Nan, why are you little kid drinking here and pretending to be deep?"

"I was misunderstood by the people in the school!"

"Misunderstood by someone at school?" Yan Huan smiled, "The way you look, I'm afraid you've been misunderstood by a girl you care about!" ”

Jian Nan was stunned, he felt that Yan Huan said this for a reason, and smiled: "Sister Huan, what do you say?" ”

Yan Huan didn't speak, just looked at Jian Nan with half-squinted eyes: "In the past, in school, did you care so much about what others thought of you?" ”

As he spoke, Yan Huan leaned in front of Jian Nan: "Or, it's not the person you care about, you care so much about her misunderstanding you?" ”

Jian Nan was stunned, Yan Huan deserved to be an old fox spirit, a thief, but she guessed wrong, it wasn't for Jian Lin, he wouldn't care about the girl's life or death.

"Sister Huan, if you think too much, you'll be an ordinary classmate."

"I haven't specified who it is, why did you get seated?"

"You ......" Jian Nan was speechless.

"You have a violent temper, I guess you've people off again!"

"I didn't! If you want to be nice to people, you can still be scolded! ”

"Hahaha!" Yan laughed and coughed twice at the end.

Jian Nan frowned and gently patted Yan Huan's back.

"Don't be so tired when you're busy with things in the store!" Jian Nan persuaded that he wanted to reach out for a coat, but he found that he had changed his clothes and the coat was not on his body.

"No, I choked." Yan Huan turned his head, "By the way, there is one more thing, Xia Jing has been here today." ”

Xia Jing? There was a thunderbolt in Jian Nan's mind, and the unbearable retrospect gradually came vividly.

"Xia Jing has returned to Linbei? What is she here for? ”

"Don't be nervous, she'll just come and ask about you, she didn't do anything, I don't know what she's thinking."

"How is she now?"

"I'm more emaciated than before!" Yan Huan squeezed out a jerky expression, "There's no need to rush like this, it's good that you've been together, although in my opinion, it's just a small fight." ”

A little fight? Yan Huan didn't know what was going on between them, and Xiao Ye didn't tell him before he would say such a thing, Jian Nan remembered that he was almost persuaded to retire because of Xia Jing, if it wasn't for Xiao Ye, it would be hard for him to imagine how he could get to where he is now.

"I don't want to mention her, Sister Huan, if you can, you can say that I won't do it here, and it won't affect the store."

"It's a small thing." Yan Huan waved his hand, "What did you release between you?" I ask you and you don't say it every time, hey! ”

"It doesn't matter, Sister Huan!" Jian Nan smiled bitterly, "I'm very satisfied with my current life, that's enough!" ”

Yan Huan didn't press anymore, the band had already signaled that the preparations were completed, and there were gradually more people in "Dead in the Flower Season".

"Okay, Sister Huan, I'll go get ready."

"yes, okay!"

After that, Jian Nan left, he looked at this place of drunkenness, and sometimes often wondered, how long can his youth burn? Or is it already a dead mess?

All sorts of people began to pour into the bars, and the city finally began to succumb to the night, the flesh had long since rotted in the flowers, and only the soul was still running on the vast grassland, like a wild horse on the loose.

After Jian Nan left, Yan Huan asked for a glass of wine in the bar, and then drank it alone, she raised her head and looked around aimlessly, she sometimes thinks about what she is doing so much, running the bar well, and then waiting for the man to come back, maybe he won't come back, anyway, Yan Huan doesn't know.

But over the years, she has never given up looking for him, and she has never forgotten how she got to this point, this bar not only belongs to her, but also to Changle.

In this crowded place, she actually felt lonely.

The melancholy welled up in her heart, and she took another sip of wine, then reached into her bag and pulled out a cigarette, and a lighter, "Bang! Cha! The sound of flint and steel and magnesium rods was fascinating, she didn't light it, sighed, she looked up at the sky, and remembered that when she was with Chang Le, Chang Le often used his own cigarette to light Yan Huan's cigarette.

He used his own boiling heat to rekindle the soul of Yanhuan.

"Boom!" With a bang, the firelight came, and the warmth brought by the flames began to fill Yan Huan's face.

Yan Huan looked down, and the first thing she saw was the lighter she gave Pei Ling, the checkered pattern on it was clearly visible, and then she saw Pei Ling looking at her with a smile.

Yan Huan smiled, maybe he was not so lonely.

She leaned her mouth over and inhaled sharply, the fire was transmitted from the lighter to her, and Pei Ling also took out a cigarette and lit it.

"Coming?"

"Hmmm! Sister Huan, na, Xue Meiniang, for you! ”

Yan Huan took it with a smile, tasted one, and was overflowing with happiness: "Sometimes I'm very strange, does your father, who is a policeman, allow you to run to me every day?" ”

"Harm, don't mention it, the scolding that gave me at the beginning is better now, and he won't be annoyed if he doesn't let him know."

"It's so miserable, and you always come to my sister's place?"

Pei Ling smiled, he lowered his eyes, pursed his lips and quietly looked at Yan Huan in front of him, Yan Huan found that Pei Ling was staring at him, and smiled a little embarrassedly.

"I like it!" Pei Ling said.

"Huh?" Yan Huan was a little overwhelmed, and his face gradually turned red.

"Here, I like to 'die in the flower season'." Pei Ling said, he looked around the bar, "This place is so nice, lost, always so depressed." ”

Yan Huan knew that she was thinking a little too much, and she looked at Pei Ling.

"The most important thing is that there are you, Xiao Ye, and Jian Nan...... There is a sense of belonging. ”

Yan Huan didn't know what to say.

"The most important thing is you, you know, Sister Huan, I haven't seen my mother since I was a child, there are no pictures of him at home, and my father never mentions him, only that she is a young girl who likes to wear skirts, and she never takes me to interact with my mother's family."

"You're very good to me, I don't know if it's appropriate to say that, you give me a feeling I've never felt at home." Pei Ling looked at Yan Huan.

Yan Huan was a little relieved, she smiled, and hugged Pei Ling: "If I like my sister, I often come here, my sister likes you as a younger brother." ”

"Okay, Sister Huan, why are things so bad?"

Yan Huan listened and smiled bitterly: "I just talked to Jian Nan about Chang Le. ”

Pei Ling still knows Chang Le, and when Yan Huan drinks too much, he drags Pei Ling to complain.

Pei Ling didn't speak, asked for a glass of wine, and clinked glasses with Yan Huan: "Sister Huan, I salute you!" ”

They drank it all together.

"If you want me to say he's not a man!" Pei Ling put down the cup and suddenly shouted, Yan Huan was startled by him and laughed randomly.