death waltz

The codes on the screen are jumping up line by line. No matter how good the quality of the keyboard is, no matter how soundless it is advertised, it still makes a slight crackling sound under the continuous and rapid typing of the user.

The content on the screen didn't seem to satisfy him, so he stopped his fast-moving hand, put it on the keyboard, and opened another program editing page.Shaking his head, he complained silently in his heart, whether it is JAVA or Python, in the end it is still not as easy to use as the most primitive C language.

Just as he was rewriting the program he wanted, the mobile phone that was placed aside suddenly rang, and he knew who it was when he heard the ringtone, and he answered the phone helplessly: "Captain Bian, it's late at night, what do you want to do?"

The person on the other end of the phone made a conversation, and the person who answered the phone just responded with a few words from time to time, until finally he sighed softly: "Okay, see you at the old place."

After hanging up the phone, Yan Yun turned the chair around and looked at someone who was lying on the bed flipping through a book: "Baby, Bian Lu asked me to drink, do you want to go?"

Chen Beilin waved his hand without even thinking about it: "Will you go or not? It's about this time. I'm going to sleep after reading this. You can go. Just remember to come back early."

Yan Yun stood up, walked to the bed, pinched the chin of the person who was concentrating on reading the book, and kissed: "Then remember to go to bed on time, don't read too late again."

Chen Beilin was forced to turn his face sideways and was kissed by him, but his eyes didn't move at all: "Okay, okay, go quickly, don't disturb me watching "Suppressing Demons"."

She rubbed his head with a smile, and patted his buttocks: "It doesn't hurt anymore, now you have the strength to fight me, right?"

I took off the coat from the hanger and put it on, and wrapped a scarf around my neck. After thinking about the recent air not being very good, I took out a medical mask and put it on.Picking up the phone and keys, he walked to the gate and couldn't help saying: "Baby, remember to rest early."

"Oh, it's okay, I understand, old man Yan, you can go quickly!"

Yan Yun opened the door and walked out. After closing the door, she touched her face with a smile. She was only six years older than him, so why did he say that she was seven or eighty years old.

I drove to the place that Bian Lu said, an ordinary bar, soothing music, soft lighting, no colorful lights, and no demons dancing wildly, and this is where he and Bian Lv used to come to have a drink when they were free. .

Rather than saying that this is a bar, it actually looks like a Japanese-style izakaya. Friends in twos and threes are talking softly together. There are three or two bottles of wine and a few skewers in front of them. After eating, there will be new, hot dishes. The skewers are brought up.

As soon as Yan Yun entered the room, he looked at Bian Lu who was sitting on the bar and talking with the bartender brother, sat down and asked for a bottle of wine and took a sip before asking: "Why are you in the mood to invite me out for a drink?"

Bian Lv held a small wine bottle in one hand, propped it on the table with the other, looked sideways at Yan Yun who had just arrived and was still warming up, and smiled treacherously and suspiciously: "Their family has a batch of new wine, and I still drink it." Not bad, I will accompany you to drink."

"Who is accompanying whom?" Yan Yun continued after taking a sip of wine with a smile, "You've grown a year older, and you have a thicker skin for drinking too much."

Bian Lu patted him on the shoulder like a buddy: "Of course good things should be shared with you first."

He glanced at him sideways: "Where's Section Chief Ji of your family? Why don't you come out and share with him?"

This time, Bian Lu smiled: "He has gone back to his parents' house."

"Really?" Yan Yun can't be blamed for being suspicious, but the person in front of him behaved too suspiciously, so he took out his mobile phone and turned on the positioning system, and raised his eyebrows unconsciously: "It's really home."

Bian Lu spread his hands together: "Could it be that I still lie to you?"

Yan Yun was still a little suspicious: "You two didn't quarrel? Are you sure you didn't go back to your mother's house because of your anger?"

Bian Lv smiled when he heard this, and joked in turn: "Try to talk about this in front of him, your skin that is resistant to beating is very suitable for him to practice."

Yan Yun was noncommittal, did not reply to his words, just hooked the corners of his mouth, took a sip of the wine that the bartender brother had just made, and couldn't help but praise: "The new wine tastes good," and then changed the topic back to the last one. Start: "You've been looking really weird lately, what's going on?"

I wanted to blurt out that it was all right, but in the end I stopped and turned it around, turning into a sigh: "Actually, there is nothing wrong, but in the past few days, I don't know if it is a psychological effect, and I always feel that something is about to happen."

"The matter of Hell-o, or," he paused for a second before continuing, "the matter of your parents?"

"It's all there." The astringent wine filled his mouth, and then went all the way down the intestinal tract, a burst of fire rushed up, making the astringency more intense: "Actually, everything is about to come to an end." It surfaced, but, for some reason, I panicked."

"Don't think too much, you just need an answer, and we all need this answer."

Bian Lu paused for a moment with the wine bottle on his mouth, then raised his hand and took a sip, but didn't answer the conversation.

Between men, you don't need too much comfort, just drink with you when you need it, without talking, everything is in the wine and in the heart.

They only stayed in the bar for more than an hour, and both of them drank quietly, occasionally talking about irrelevant things.It was almost midnight, and it was time to leave.

When I walked to the door, the cold wind blew, and my sleepy mind woke up.Bian Lu looked at the state of the two of them. Although they were not drunk, knowing the law and breaking the law would be a big deal: "Take a taxi and come back tomorrow to pick it up."

"Ah."

"Let's go back."

"Go back."

Bian Lv waved his hand, turned around, the corner of the coat spun in a perfect arc in the wind, and then softly and straightly stuck to his legs.

The light gradually faded, and the black coat melted into the night.

The cold winter wind is silent in the night, not like the hustle and bustle of the harsh wind, but it can penetrate the layers of protection of the clothes, from the skin to the flesh to the bones, cooling the heart.

People walking in the dark night wrapped their clothes tightly, and kept their scarves and masks on, but they could still feel the piercing chill from the bottom of their hearts, churning and freezing their internal organs.

And directly in front of him, the destination he was about to reach, a person was sitting on a bench in front of a not-so-high building. Although his face could not be seen clearly in the dark, the white paper coffee cup he was holding in his hand, It is extremely conspicuous in the darkness.

His hands seemed to be caressing the rough cup unconsciously, and he didn't make any other movements when he heard the sound of footsteps. He looked directly in front of him, not knowing what he was thinking.

The walking man walked up slowly, with low footsteps, stopped in front of the bench, lowered his head, and the man just raised his head.The eyes of the two met, one was cold and the other was gentle.

He called softly: "Teacher Zuo."