[Soul Soul Floating Life Like a Dream] Snowy Night

Although the night in Dongjiang is cold, it is not deserted.

When Luo Fusheng brought Chou to find Xiao Jiu, Xiao Jiu was selling flowers among the pedestrians, and occasionally one or two people stopped to buy a flower.

"Xiao Jiu!" Luo Fusheng called out while riding on the motorcycle.

Xiao Jiu turned her head and saw Chou and Luo Fusheng, trotting towards Chou.

Luo Fusheng cut off Xiao Jiu halfway, held her up high and asked with one arm in his arms, "Is anyone bullying you?"

Xiao Jiu pinched her nose: "You stink!"

Luo Fusheng was very embarrassed, put Xiao Jiu down, sniffed himself, and asked Chou: "Do I stink?"

Xiao Jiu said again: "Alcohol stinks!"

Luo Fusheng smiled, and stretched out his hand to rub her head: "That's because you can't drink alcohol yet. When you can drink someday, you will know that the wine is delicious."

Xiao Jiu shook her head to avoid his hand: "I don't want it!"

Luo Fusheng stepped on the motorcycle and said, "Let's go home."

Xiao Jiu pointed to the front and said, "I want to sit in the front."

"Okay, Xiao Jiu sits in the front." Luo Fusheng leaned over and picked up Xiao Jiu and put her in front, and took off his helmet and buckled it on Xiao Jiu's small head. The helmet was too big and covered Xiao Jiu's eyes , Xiao Jiu giggled and lifted his helmet.

"Give me the flowers, it's too dangerous for you to hold them." Luo Fusheng said.

Xiao Jiu gave the remaining flowers to Luo Fusheng, Luo Fusheng couldn't take them even if he was driving, so he handed them to Chou, "Take it, get in the car."

Chou took the flowers and got on the car. Luo Fusheng carried Xiao Jiu in front and Chou in the back, and said with a smile, "Go home!"

Xiao Jiu sat in front of the motorcycle for the first time, she patted the motorcycle excitedly, imitating Luo Fusheng's words and shouted: "Go home!"

Back home, Luo Fusheng played with Xiao Jiu for a while, then urged Xiao Jiu to go to bed.

After taking a shower, Xiao Jiu climbed onto the bed, picked up the doll that Luo Fusheng gave her, looked at Chou and said, "Tell me a story?"

Chou sat by the bed and told a story about a monkey and a baby elephant becoming friends. The stories were all freshly made up and there was no ending. Anyway, Xiao Jiu fell asleep after a few minutes of telling each time.

Chou raised his hand and touched Xiao Jiu's head, covered her the cup, picked up the motorcycle helmet next to him, and returned it to Luo Fusheng on the opposite side.

Chou knocked on the door, and there was a sound of "please come in" from inside before he opened the door and went in.

Luo Fusheng sat on the stairs with a glass of wine in his hand, he looked at Chou.

Chou came over and put the helmet next to Luo Fusheng.

Luo Fusheng's eyes were red, he smiled and said, "Have a drink with me?"

Chou didn't speak, but sat down.

Luo Fusheng got up and got him a glass, poured a glass of wine and handed it to Chou.

The two clinked glasses.

Chou took a sip of his wine: "Mr. Luo, that Mr. Xu...you'd better be careful."

Luo Fusheng paused, and asked, "We have been friends since childhood."

Ugly pinched the knuckles of the cup turning white, and said, "Until the devil shows its true face, you will never notice that it is a devil."

Luo Fusheng laughed, he finished the wine in the glass, picked up the bottle and poured another glass: "You think too badly about him, he just didn't understand it for a while, and he will be fine when his anger subsides."

Chou said: "I grew up in a circus, and I've seen too many people."

Luo Fusheng said: "I will not meet fewer people than you."

Chou: "But I can accurately distinguish 'ghosts' among people, but you can't."

After that day, Luo Fusheng never saw Xu Xingcheng again. He heard that Xu Xingcheng went to find Tianying several times, but Tianying was determined not to see him, and Xu Xingcheng entered the police academy within a few days.

He regretted that Xu Xingcheng, who had studied medicine for several years and aspired to be a doctor who could save lives and heal the wounded, had now devoted himself to becoming a policeman. In this chaotic world, the police had long been reduced to lackeys of those in power.

Early winter, dusk.

In the sound of pigeon whistles, flocks of pigeons flew across the sky outside the hotel window.

Ye Zun was sitting on the armchair, his white leather shoes were on the coffee table, and his slender fingertip was a green jade.

He played with the jade in his hand, and looked at Fu Hongxue with a smile on his lips.

Fu Hongxue was wearing a newly made gown, a long black gown. The outside of the gown was hand-embroidered with vintage patterns by the best embroidery master in Beiping. The patterns were painted by Ye Zun himself.

They had already obtained Yu Jue a week ago, but they stayed in Beiping for a while to wait for these custom-made robes.

Fu Hongxue didn't like the fashions sold in those clothing stores in Longcheng, and even if it was a vintage store, most of the clothes sold had many modern elements. On the contrary, it was the styles in the clothing stores here. Fu Hongxue took a second look when passing by. .

Fu Hongxue took a few more glances, and Ye Zun almost hired tailors and embroidery masters from several of the best shops, and ordered seven or eight pieces of clothes for Fu Hongxue.

The money was the fee for the auction of Yujue given by Luo Fusheng.

Yu Jue didn't spend too much money - the price was raised several times during the auction, and no one raised the price once Ye Zun made another bid.Later, when Ye Zun went to pay, the people from the auction house congratulated Ye Zun, saying that the asking price for this jade was the lowest in the history of the auction house, which was really strange.

Master Ye Zun who embezzled the money owed to buy clothes raised the corners of his lips and gave others a perfunctory smirk, and left the auction with half a box of cash, Yu Jue and Fu Hongxue.

Ye Zun was playing with the jade in his hand when there was a knock on their door.

Fu Hongxue went to open the door, and the waiter of the hotel handed a wooden box to Fu Hongxue and said, "Sir, here are the clothes for you. This is the train ticket. It's [-]:[-] p.m., first class."

Fu Hongxue asked the price, gave the money to the waiter, and gave some tips, and the waiter thanked him repeatedly.

Fu Hongxue took the box and said, "Aye, have you made too many clothes?"

Ye Zun put away Yu Jue and said, "After I go back this time, I won't be able to come back. It's rare that you like it. If you didn't stop me, I'd like to make you a box of clothes to take back."

Fu Hongxue couldn't help laughing, and said, "When Zhao Chu sees me like this after I go back, I probably think I went to the wormhole on purpose for vacation."

Ye Zun snorted coldly: "How dare he?!"

Fu Hongxue continued to pack his things, and the two of them checked out and left.

From Beiping to Dongjiang, the fastest way is to use black energy.

But now that Yu Jue had obtained it and could go back to Dragon City at any time, Ye Zun and Fu Hongxue were not in a hurry to go back.

The two of them got on the train carrying two suitcases, planning to return to Dongjiang and stay for a few days before returning to Longcheng.

When Luo Fusheng received the telegram from Ye Zun and the others, he was about to go to the pier. There was a new cargo ship arriving, so he needed to be present.

Luo Cheng came over with a telegram, and there was a short sentence in the telegram: everything is going well, and we will return tomorrow.

Luo Fusheng was very happy, and asked Luo Cheng to ask Sister Shuang to keep the home game at MGM tomorrow night, and he wanted to celebrate his brother.

Luo Fusheng was about to go downstairs, when the phone in the room rang suddenly, and when he answered it, he heard the person on the other side hurriedly say: "Second boss, it's not good, our goods have been seized by the police!"

"Police?" Luo Fusheng smiled, "Are you kidding, which policeman is so short-sighted?"

"Master Xu personally brought someone to detain him."

Luo Fusheng was startled, and his face suddenly sank: "Wait, I'll go there now."

The author has something to say:

Xiao Hongxue: Ah Ye, how do you think we should thank Luo Fusheng?

Mian Mian: How about... help him swallow someone?

Xiao Hongxue: No, it will ruin your stomach!