When I was young, watching the mountains is a mountain, and the water is water, the water is water, and the water is water.

In middle -aged, watching the mountains is not a mountain, and the water is not water.

After getting old, watch the mountains or mountains, watch water or water.

【Beijing】

【Qiongyu Community B Tower 1811】

He put on the mask and slowly put on a large windbreaker. The messy room is like it has not been sorted out for several years.

The previous refrigerator has no way to use it. Now it has been a long time. The floor -to -ceiling windows here have not been opened for several years. Even if you break the fortune here, you can see the vision of the CBD from here, but it is still lit and the world of flowers.

The world here seems to be a person who has been wrong for a long time. The world of green and greenery there seems to have never changed.

It seems that this world does not follow the theorem of people and non -people, but some people's world has changed, but some people's world has never changed. According to the stereotype of the survivor deviation, it is the most ironic place in this world.

Then, then

Why……

He sighed and put his hat on his head. His long hair had reached his waist. His thin face was as soft as a girl. He was extremely soft, with a masculine atmosphere.

Wen Run and Ruyu, jade face gentleman, wearing a trench coat, this neutral masculinity makes his whole person look so beautiful.

He watched the open album that was opened on the coffee table and a stack of newspapers. The girl on the photo album laughed as early as the beginning, and the boy on the photo also laughed.

They should have been so happy, and they should be so fond of each other. They should be so beautiful, grass fragrance, flowers bloom, blue sky and white clouds, wind singing.

In the small stack of newspapers, the word [kill] is marked with a red word.

Her name is below the word two.

Every word came to his heart. He pressed the brim of the duckbill hat? Turning around and walked out.

Opening the door, he closed it gently? Put his hand in the pocket of the trench coat? His height is very tall, and now he shows the leisurely walk.

"You X? Beharine you, this stinky mother -in -law! Go to your dwarf than lover! You! Kill you! Kill you!"

The noise of the room next door? It is like a murderer to the ears? He glanced at the house number of Room 1812.

This is a man's voice.

"Woohoo? Ah -ah -don't fight anymore- don't hit--"

This is a woman's voice.

Is there something like a wedding oath in this world?

"Killing you the stinky bitch! Killing you the stinky bitch! You marry me! It is for my money! For my money! Be killed you! Kill you!"

The man's sound with a belt was like a blade of a murderer? The killing one by one, letting the pain tremble the human muscles.

He looked at the door of 1812? The door of the room bumped and made a banging sound? Let his hands stop.

"Don't hit your mother ... Dad-"

The voice of a child was crying, and it seemed to kneel on the floor and made a terrible sound.

He never opened the door. He took out the mobile phone that would not be used. Skilledly dialed 110? It was very concise to say the reason and reported the address.

His voice is also soft? Soft like a silent lamb.

Married? You can also divorce.

If you do n’t love and suffer together, why bother?

In this world, some people love the vigor, some people love the bland, and some people love each other to kill each other.

Some people understand the meaning of love, but some people do not know how to cherish it.

Some people have no qualifications for love.

He came to the elevator mouth and slowly pressed the button to go downstairs.

The door opened, walked in, the people inside came out, and they were scolded by horror, and walked over in doubt.

He entered the elevator and slowly pressed the button on the first floor.

No one wants to come in, no one wants to go out.

Only him, he slowly went downstairs.

The street lights are so dim that it seems that he has never changed, but he has changed and learned to accept it. The hustle and bustle of the night is calm with loneliness.

His long hair was blown up by the wind, even the hat seemed to be unable to overcome the disturbance of the wind.

"Hey, are you here? Come out for dinner!"

The sound of passers -by called into the ears was so noisy.

He passed through several neighborhoods, and the street lights contracted with black shadows. It was so harmonious. His half -face was drowned in the dark. The bright half of it was really white and flawless.

He came to a hotel, walked out of the black car pile, and passed through the hall. The golden lights and white crystal lamps were like the dim street lights under the tail gas on the street.

When he came to a specific box room door, he glanced at the card: [206], took out the mobile phone, and wrote the first piece of information above.

[Ning Feng, I am the squad leader Xu Wenwen, do you come? Do you come every year? You will not come every year! This year I am going abroad, maybe I have organized the classmate meeting for the last time! This time! You must come! Otherwise,

I really want to get angry. At 8 o'clock in the evening on Sunday, Golden Flower Hotel 206 boxes. Let's narrate the old.]

Who is she ... I don't need to know who Xu Wenwen is, she gave her name and identity.

The door was noisy, and the door was so quiet. He glanced at everything around him, so clean and tidy.

"Who are you……"

A woman holds a bag in front of him. As long as they come to the door of the box, they should basically know it, but he doesn't understand so much, and calmly.

"Ning Feng?! God! Are you Ning Feng?!"

That woman has a very thick makeup, in her thirties, she wants to look at his face, her black hip skirt, most of the long legs are exposed, black high heels, a shoulder bag, he does not, he don’t

Understand the famous brand, and don't understand who she is.

But he must nod.

"Oh my god! Ning Feng is here! Look at it, come and see! Ning Feng is here!" This woman seemed to see a magical species and greeted another woman behind her.

The other woman was wearing a white skirt and a very strong makeup. Everyone prepared for the last classmate party organized by the squad leader.

Maybe except him, he only wore a trench coat a few years ago ... this trench coat ... Who would buy her ... He may have forgotten, and he didn't want to think about it again.

"Oh my god! It's really Ning Feng! Our classmates have been together for so long! Your young master finally appeared!" The woman with white clothes slowly looked at his costume.

He is so calm and calm, but not so solemn and easy to make people get close.

His long hair grows to his waist. The purpose of Xingmei Sword, he is thin, how can he not be ugly, even stunning two women.

They are already thirty years old, and he may be thirty years ...

But he does not look like a 30 -year -old, but it looks like a 20 -year -old boy. They have no way to be polished by society, but he seems to have never stepped into this society.

But if they don't know, they are like seeing their beautiful men of the same age. They are envious and have no way to avoid their eyes.

"Go in, what are you doing here? Everyone is a classmate! Nothing good!"

The woman with black clothes put her hand on his arm and pushed him into the noisy box. The woman in the white clothes looked at her and smiled with two dimples: "Ning Feng, for so many years, you still

Do you recognize us? It won't be so many years, I have no contact at all, forgot all? "

"Oh, it's not normal to recognize it. Ning Feng is the young master, I'm afraid of busy business ~"

He was slowly entering the box between push, and he couldn't refuse, because he came, he had to go in.

The fragrance of wine, the aroma of the meal is also permeated in the box, but the box is very bright, the vegetables are on the glass table rotating two tables, the dishes are almost the same, just like people are almost the same. Everyone is everyone. Everyone is everyone.

When talking loudly, everyone was watching each other's clothes, jewelry, and the logo of famous names. They talked about it naturally.

Everyone is a classmate, but when they go out of school, they are no longer classmates. They talk hotly. They say that everyone's affairs on campus, every time they see it, they seem to be mentioned once, and they never feel tired.

Just seeing a newcomer coming, they brought their eyes to him, and he looked at everyone calmly.

"Ning Feng!" A man immediately stood up from his seat.

This person is tall, the clothes wearing are very different, and the young appearance is very different. He has a pair of glasses without borders.

He foresight the name of this man, but he can't remember it.

"How about? Ning Feng, who hasn't seen the classmates, is also coming in a hundred and eight years. This face is so enough, hey." A sitting man put the glass down, he erected his back and leaned on the woman next to him.

He glanced at him with disdain.

He looked at the man who stood up calmly, and the two women next to him were sitting in his original position. He did not know who was Xu Wenwen here, and he did not know which position he should sit.

The location is almost full, but he can't understand who is, who is ...

Who will be.

"Ning Feng, sit here!"

"Yes! Sit here!"

The two women who had just met raised a position, but he was pulled by the man who stood up and came to him.
To be continued...