At night, City C at night, is a city of night.

In the "Afterlife" nightclub, there are singing pavilions, orchestral sheng songs, colorful dances, and crowds.

Leng Yue and Mr. Deng are also among these dancers.

Dressed in a beige striped private suit, Mr. Deng, who is elegant and aristocratic, is holding Leng Yue, who is pale and lonely.

Although Leng Yue's dress is a little incompatible with the red men and green women of these Yingge Yan dances, and although she is shrouded in Xiao Suo's sadness all over her body, she still brings a different style to this dance floor in a black dance dress.

The whirling waltz rolled up her black skirt, and the black silk scarf on her shoulders and arms fluttered with the black skirt after dancing.

The lights in the dance hall, colorful points of light refracted on her body, there is a kind of red smoke and green mist illuminating the light beauty.

At the end of the song, another slow foxtrot.

Leng Yue snuggled on Mr. Deng's shoulder, slowly sliding her steps, her heart was empty, but her expression was thoughtful.

"Cold Moon!"

Mr. Deng called her in a low voice.

She jumped, startled, and then looked up at him.

Mr. Deng stared at the girl in front of him - no! It's a woman, a little woman!

God, with such a beautiful young face and such a slender and beautiful figure, how can she feel that she has been trekking on the journey of life for a long time?

Mr. Deng hugged her tightly and shook her soft little hand again.

He felt that she was very gentle tonight, so it was inevitable that he would think about it again and raise hope.

"You don't know how miserable I am since you left the 'Moon Palace' last time and said so many heartless words to me!" he said as he danced, "I thought I was finished, I would never see you again, and I couldn't even be a friend...... However, I never dreamed that you would appear like that!" Mr. Deng sighed and said in amazement: "You are so haggard, so pale...... You come to me, you don't know how much joy it brings me! You don't know how distressed I am......"

"Uh-huh. ”

Leng Yue nodded blankly.

She listened to him, softly matched his dance steps, and spoke softly:

"I went to you because I see you as a brother, and you are a person I can rely on. ”

"Then Leng Yue, since you regard me as your brother, my brother begs you to move to the 'Moon Palace' to live! I'm still not at ease when you live outside. ”

"No, no!"

Leng Yue shook her head again.

"I'm used to it alone. She said.

"Leng Yue!" Mr. Deng stopped dancing and asked softly in her ear, "Is it for Yuan Qingfeng?"

"Brother Deng, my secret, I just told you alone. Leng Yue said: "You watched my "Promise to Afterlife", and I also roughly said the beginning and end of this matter, you should know that I have gone through all the vicissitudes of life, just to fulfill the agreement with Qingfeng in my previous life, for my promise and unrelenting affection. ”

"Leng Yue, are you sure all this is true?" Mr. Deng lowered his head and stared at her, looking at her hesitantly: "Are you sure...... Isn't this novel something you made up to imagine? Because it's so weird. ”

"Believe it or not......"

Leng Yue sighed lightly and fell silent.

Mr. Deng put his arm around her, didn't ask questions, and continued to turn.

He doesn't think much about it, he just just enjoys this beautiful, rare time.

They jumped one after another...... One by one...... The night passed slowly under the dance steps. Finally, tired of jumping, they returned to the lounge area and returned to the coffee table.

Suddenly, Leng Yue's heart sank into the ground.

Her eyes widened, and she looked at Yuan Qingfeng behind the table in disbelief.

He was emaciated, emaciated, and gloomy...... He leaned back in his chair and didn't move, his dark eyes staring at her for a moment, even more so desperately!

"Breeze ......"

Leng Yue's legs were soft, and her body was fluttering.

The breeze remained still, and he lit a cigarette, filling his eyes with smoke.

She sat down in the chair across from her, layers of mist floating in front of her eyes.

"You ......" Leng Yue's voice was so weak, so weak, so low: "How do you know...... Am I here?"

Qingfeng is still staring at her!

He was like a thoughtless person, without consciousness, without feeling, without life.

"Breeze ......"

The floating mist finally turned into droplets.

"Hmm!"

The breeze wakes up.

He extinguished the cigarette butt.

He took out a napkin from the paper drawer on the coffee table and handed it to Leng Yue.

"I searched all the cafes and nightclubs in the city. He looked at her and his voice was hoarse: "I will also come to this 'afterlife' every day." ”

"Oh, oh......" Leng Yue said weakly: "I'm here for the first time today, and Mr. Deng must pull me out." ”

"Fresh breeze!"

Deng Qingyun walked over.

Seeing such a haggard Yuan Qingfeng, he was also very surprised.

"You haven't been to the consortium these days, I'm worried about you!" Mr. Deng said: "Now the consortium also has a lot of things waiting for you to deal with." ”

"Really?"

Qingfeng glanced at Mr. Deng with a gloomy and suspicious look.

"But this is not the place to talk about work!" he paused and said gloomily, "I came early tonight. I'm sitting here and I've been watching you dance for an evening. I thought, you're tired at your age, shouldn't you go back to rest?"

"This ......"

Deng Qingyun stood there with an embarrassed face.

"Qingfeng, it seems that you have misunderstood!" he said.

"Misunderstanding?"

The voice of the breeze was faint and cold.

"Brother Deng, you sit aside first and wait for me. Leng Yue interjected, and she smiled weakly at Deng Qingyun: "After I say a few words to Qingfeng, I'll go back." There was a certain suppleness and helplessness in her voice.

Mr. Deng looked at Leng Yue, looking at her who was pale and weak, and the tone in which she spoke to him surprised and moved him.

He wanted to reach out, wanted to hold her small and weak waist, wanted to take off his coat and drape it on her shoulders, but looking at Yuan Qingfeng, whose face was gloomy and about to explode at any time, he sighed softly, so he had to walk away and sit on the side.

"When did you learn to smoke?"

Leng Yue put away the mist in his eyes, and then asked him quietly.

"I couldn't find you—that day!"

The breeze lit another cigarette, and he let out a thick puff of smoke, his eyes shining behind the smoke.

Cold moon shock!

Her arm unconsciously knocked over the coffee cup on the table.

With a bang, the cup fell to the ground and shattered, and the coffee flowed all over the table.

Qingfeng stared at her, he didn't care about the pieces of the cup, and those were suppressed

The words in my heart gushed out, not vomiting or unhappy.

"You're really good, Leng Yue! You're ruthless enough!Leng Yue! I'm convinced of you!Leng Yue!" He closed his eyes and gritted his teeth again. "I've been looking for people in the newspapers and on the radio for more than a month, and I don't believe you haven't seen it! I often go to the police station to find out the news, and I often go to the beach to ...... Where we first met. My parents also used friends from the family registration office...... But you...... It was like a wisp of smoke, a cloud, and after it passed away with the wind, not even the slightest trace was left. ”

Qingfeng's voice choked.

After a long time, he continued:

"According to the principle of material immortality, no one will be wiped out from this world! Finally, I found Deng Qilin, and I almost knelt down and kowtowed to him...... He just told me that as long as I keep an eye on this place every day, I will wait for you!

He gritted his teeth again, his face turning blue.

Leng Yue lowered her eyelashes, and tears slowly rolled down her cheeks.

She was silent, unwilling to give any explanation or make any justification. Tears kept flowing...... Dripping down.

"You ......" Qingfeng stared at Leng Yue, her tears burning his nerves. "It's not like an indifferent girl. He said softly, "I've been wondering why you made me love you like that......?" Well, if I cry again, my heart will be broken by your crying. ”

He snuffed out the cigarette in the ashtray, then took a few more tissues and helped her clean her cheeks.

Leng Yue remained silent.

So, the breeze collapsed, and he grabbed her hand.

"How can you make me so sad?" His eyes were moist, and he was about to burst into tears. "It's all gone, isn't it? I've finally found you again, haven't I? Come home with me!" he whispered, with a heavy, supplicative tone.

"Home?"

Leng Yue finally spoke again.

"Didn't my aunt tell you that I was an orphan?" She held back her tears and said, "Where do I have a home?"

"What do you mean?"

Qingfeng clenched her hand, desperately suppressing herself.

"Please don't provoke me to lose your temper!" he said, staring at her and curling his throat, "to tell you the truth, I've been in a very bad temper lately! I don't want to quarrel with you, and I don't want to argue with you! Because, it's been a long, long time since I've had a good meal or a good night's sleep." Today, whether you want to or not, you have to go back with me!"

"Where are you going back?"

"Come home, follow me!"

"I don't have a home!"

She said it again, and, she shook off his hand and stepped back.

The coffee table blocked her, and Leng Yue couldn't retreat. She opened her eyes wide and looked helplessly at him who was angry.

"You ......"

The breeze raised the sound.

But, immediately, he restrained himself.

He closed his eyes, his heart trembling.

"I know you must have been by my mother. Qingfeng thought for a while, and said calmly: "But, my mommy has already regretted it! She will not interfere with us anymore! I also made it clear to my family, saying that I will not marry you! So, go back with me, okay?!"

"No, no!"

Leng Yue shook her head violently.

"I never wanted to marry you, I never wanted to marry you. ”