Dreamland Guide

When I spent my whole life in the bar, I didn't notice the dead man sitting in the corner. Those dark and gloomy eyes were staring at her like ice-cold eyes from hell.

She just listened to Hu Xing's words and came to Ruhua Bar to avoid the typhoon, and took a look at the old man before. He found that Xiao Qi's craftsmanship hadn't improved at all, and the wine that was mixed had almost the same taste as two years ago, which made her feel like going back to the past.

The layout of the bar is similar to that in Liuying Alley. It can be seen that Xiao Qi is a mature person and he is unwilling to make too many changes. Of course, this is in line with the wishes of the flower in his life. The biggest change is the stage and lighting. The stage is much larger than before and can accommodate more people and musical instruments; the lighting is much darker, which is more in line with the positioning of the bar, unlike the previous bright like a restaurant.

But what she missed was not the stage and the lights, nor the cocktail in her hand. What she missed was a feeling that in that noisy old street, neighbors from the neighborhood gathered early to chat about the current situation, watch the football game, and talk about the daily routine. The earliest bar is such a place. As the night darkened, the old neighborhoods gradually dispersed, young people began to grow, the atmosphere became more cheerful, but the leisure and warmth were always retained.

After the wood came, there was a talking bird in the bar. At that time, the bar started to live very early, because the bird liked to brag to the guests on the counter and made people laugh. Birds often order a bunch of wine and ask guests to pay for it. It also loves to drink, but the Flower of Life prohibits it from drinking in bars, because it gets drunk as soon as it drank, and the drunk bird ran the train with its mouth full, and it could say anything. Several little girls were told by it on several occasions. I almost took it to open the room.

That man always lit a cigarette and leaned on a corner or a porch, as if he was too lazy to want to do anything. But when the bar is busy, he will help. He would either not do it, and once he did it, he was much more agile than Xiao Qi. The key is that he can handle a lot of things Xiao Qi can't handle. But he was still lazy, as long as Xiao Qi was busy, he would never move.

Bi Sheng Hua seemed to have returned to the first day they had just arrived in Liuying Alley. He pestered under the willow tree like a wood, and the bird stopped on his head, probably too hungry, unable to stand up, lying there as if hatching an egg.

On that day, Bishenghua saw large tracts of shoots from the willow tree. The old tree that has experienced fire, grafting, and years of mercilessness has not been so green for a long time. The flower of life has been worried that it will die at any time, but since that day, this kind of worry has never appeared again.

However, at this moment, when she was still immersed in the green memories, she suddenly saw the void stretch out a hand to hold the trunk of the willow tree. The big tree that was meant to hug the two of them turned into a thin ebony walking stick and was pulled out. She felt a tremor in the earthquake, and there was a short gap in her head, as if someone had uprooted her memories.

When she loosened her hand, the wine glass in her hand fell to the ground, making a crisp sound of glass breaking. Fortunately, the music in the bar is very loud, and the smashing of beer bottles also happens from time to time, so it did not attract the attention of other customers. Only Xiao Qi was shocked. This was the first time he had known the proprietress that a cocktail glass fell from her hand, and he had never seen such a panicked expression on her face.

Bishenghua felt a chill, like a cold wave in Siberia. She looked towards the dark corner exuding life, and met the icy gaze that seemed to come from hell. However, she has no time to care about who that person is and what it has to do with her. At this moment, she only has the tree in her heart.

She stood up abruptly, said "I'll go back" to Xiao Qi, then rushed out of the bar and into the howling wind.

The typhoon did not move in the direction of Shenzhou as expected. Instead, after entering the East China Sea, it took a sharp turn and headed northeast, so the wind tonight was not stronger than during the day.

Of course, at this time, Bi Shenghua had not heard the news of the typhoon turning. She returned to the ruins of Liuying Alley, and hurried to the direction of her former home, walking on the dim road that was less than half the width of the original street.

When she saw the familiar shadow of the willow tree appear in the night ahead, her tense heartstring loosened, and she laughed at her nervousness secretly. Who can pull out a tree? Even if it was a misoperation by the construction team, it would never happen on this stormy night!

However, when she walked forward for a while, the appearance of the willow tree was clearer, and the drooping wicker was already faintly seen swaying in the wind, her heart jumped suddenly, her body stiffened, and her right foot moved forward. After half a step, I can't go out anymore.

The willow tree was still the willow tree, and she recognized the shadow of the canopy even at night. What made her heart beating was another shadow under the tree, a figure, which was not real in the dim night, but from the black silhouette-like image, he could see his slightly humped back and tousled hair.

Bi Sheng Hua's heart was beating wildly. In the past three years, she had imagined such a scene countless times, but never thought that she would be so excited. She kept admonishing herself to be calm, maybe this was just an illusion, just like the illusion that appeared in the bar just now.

She closed her eyes and adjusted her breathing until the light rain fell in the sky, and the coldness from her forehead made her sure that she had calmed down completely, and then she opened her eyes.

The dark shadow is still standing there, like a piece of wood~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The life flower is still not too sure. She kept praying in her heart, praying to hear the voice that was once very annoying: such as-flowers -, such as-flowers -, are you ready for the sauce elbow? !

If he came back, the crow with a broken mouth would definitely scream when he saw her, even if he was too hungry to move.

However, God did not seem to hear her prayers.

The rain was a bit heavy, and she saw the dark figure open an umbrella. Her heart instantly froze. She knew he never brought an umbrella because he was lazy. Even if I brought it, I wouldn't hold an umbrella because of laziness.

In Flower's memory, the only time Aoki held an umbrella was in that winter when she was replacing the rotten reed mats on the willow trunks with blankets. There was little snow in the world, and he walked over with a black umbrella in his hand, slamming the board on the snow and making a rustling sound. He opened the umbrella over her head and asked her: "It's just a tree, why do you treat it so well?"

She said: "Even if it is a tree, as long as there is life, it can feel warmth. I believe he knows it in his heart, what do you think?"

He did not answer, but silently held an umbrella for her and walked slowly with her on the street. The snow fell behind them, leaving two pairs of footprints on the snow.

There was no snow at this moment, and the rain from the sky fell on her face, cold.

Seeing the opened black umbrella, she knew it was not him.

She took a deep breath and exhaled it for a long time, then slowly walked over to the person holding the umbrella.

It was an old man with a hunchback, holding a extinguished pipe in one hand, and holding an umbrella in the other. Under the umbrella was an exploded gray hair that seemed to radiate from his brain. The silver ray against the night.

"Hello, I am Mei Yiqiu." The old man said.

"Hello, Professor, I recognize you." Bi Shenghua said.