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"Get out of the way, you guys, don't you want to do it anymore?" A man with dyed red hair shouted at the two "post" security guards.

"We haven't received any instructions from the boss asking us to help you change your signboards." One of the taller security guards said neither humble nor overbearing.

After get off work today, I saw such a scene as soon as I got to the door of the bar.A red-haired man led a group of workers and a few people who looked like thugs stood at the door of the "post station" and shouted to replace the signboard, but the security guards would not let them move.

Just when I was about to step forward to ask what was going on, a white car stopped at the door of the bar, and a beautiful woman came out of it.

I don’t know the brand of that car, but I recognized it. They were still taking me to and from get off work a week ago...

I stopped walking forward, stood at a distance and angle where I could hear their arguments clearly but they couldn't see me, and watched the development of the plot quietly.

"Sister, you came just in time. You should call your brother-in-law and ask him to tell his dogs what to do." Hong Mao said to the beautiful woman.

The glamorous woman glanced at the several security guards standing in front of her, and then glanced at the word "post" with flashing lights hanging on the door of the bar in disgust.

Before the glamorous woman could speak, the leading security guard made a phone call, bowed and apologized to the glamorous woman, and then left with a group of security guards, allowing Hongmao to tear down the "post station" and hang a sign saying " Blurred" sign.

I don't know when I left the door of the bar, and I don't know how I got here, and I don't know where the crossroad I'm standing on is.Like I don't know who called that security guard and what they were talking about.

However, I know one thing, it should be said for sure, what the security guard said to the beautiful woman after answering the phone, he said, "Madam, I'm really sorry, Mr. Han told us on the call just now, we will Cooperate well with you. Also, I wish you a happy engagement with Mr. Han..."

I wish Han Luo a happy engagement with that girl...

Oh, so it turned out to be back to get engaged...

But it's still night, is the dream about to wake up?

In fact, the dream should have woken up a long time ago, in the morning when he left quietly, in the night when he heard about him from other people's comments in the bar, when a week passed without receiving any news from him, when he decided to change When I saw the name of the bar, when I saw the scene just now, I should have woken up from the dream.

However, I feel so uncomfortable.I have no memory, no past experience, I don't understand what kind of emotion this is, and I don't know how I can get rid of this feeling.

Looking around again, it was strange, just like the feeling lingering in my heart at this moment.

Reaching out to stop a taxi, he took out all the cash in his pocket, "Master, just take me around this city, it's the journey for this money..."

The driver looked at me and sighed, "Young man, as long as people are alive, there will be all kinds of unhappiness and dissatisfaction, but it is these bad things that remind us that we are alive, boy, what's so bad about it Things, don't hold back, tell uncle. At uncle's age, some things can be seen more clearly than you..."

The driver of the car walked forward slowly while talking in a rambling manner.

This is a middle-aged man in his 40s or [-]s. He has a slightly fat figure that most middle-aged men have, and his temples have silver threads that are rare for people of his age. His face is hidden in the darkness, and it is difficult to see his face clearly. appearance.When he speaks, he enunciates clearly and with strong emotion, as if he is telling you a very funny story rather than telling you some serious truth.

"Uncle, you said that a person lives alone, but people and things in the world have nothing to do with him. Then, what is the meaning of this person's life?" Maybe the driver's words were too bewitching, or maybe the night was too dark to hide me , maybe I just want to find someone to talk to.

"Why not? It's because you didn't try to find out." The driver said with a smile.

"But did you find the wrong one?"

"If you make a mistake, start over..."

If you make a mistake, start over... But, I don't know where to start again...

That night, the uncle driver and I talked a lot, but I don’t remember them all. I just remember that I felt very relaxed after returning home. I didn’t suffer from insomnia or dream, and just slept peacefully until dawn.

After that day, I went to the bar several times, but every time I went there, I could see the red hair I saw that night, and occasionally I would meet that beautiful girl leaving the bar in that white car...

In the bar, it seems that in a flash, it seems that everyone doesn’t know me, no one greets me hospitablely, and no one hands me a cup of coffee after I order a drink. It seems that the days are back to the first day When I came to this bar once, it was strange, noisy, and full of danger.

I don't know where Li Suming found out about the affair between me and Han Luo. He forbids me to enter the bar, and forbids me to go home alone...

In fact, sometimes, when you think about it, there really isn’t much change without Han Luo, it’s just that there is one less person who eats with me, watches me sleep, takes care of my daily life, stays silent with me, surrounds me all day, sticks to me It's just the people around me who talk to me. To put it bluntly, it's just that I don't wash a pair of chopsticks and a bowl when I wash dishes at home... Everything else has not changed.

However, as long as I return to that empty home, I will unconsciously think of Han Luo.

When I open the door, I will think of him changing my shoes. When I take a shower, I always feel that someone is cooking in the kitchen. When I wash the dishes, I will get used to raising my hands and turning my head to one side, as if he will hug me from behind at any time, and be in my ear. Speaking of touching love stories...

It was as if Han Luo hadn't left in the past month...

I don't know if it's a miss or a habit, or both.

There are many times when I really want to call him, but I really don’t know what I should say to him. I’m afraid of the embarrassment when I have nothing to say to him, and I’m even more afraid when I muster up the courage to call him It was only when I found out that, in fact, there was no way for me to dial his number.

Li Suming said that I was just too proud and hypocritical.What he doesn't know is that all I have left now is this innate pride, and if I lose all of that, I really have nothing left.