Chapter 94

Mother Su felt strange, as if there was an answer to come out, but she could not break the thin window paper.

"I'm Suri's friend. Yes, Lele is in hospital. So come and see him. " Mo Fanya said as he handed his pocket watch to Su's mother. "This is a little thing I gave to Lele. Please tell her for it."

Mofanya probably guessed that this middle-aged woman should be Suri's mother.

"Would you like to come in and have a seat? Suri should be back soon. She and her friends went there to turn on the water Mother Su's body was leaning to the side, leaving the position for mufanya Jean.

"No, I have something else to do. I'll leave soon." Mofanya shook his head.

Suri has fallen in love with others. He really shouldn't stick to anything. At least, for the moment, he didn't want to face her again.

"So anxious..." Mother Su also felt very sorry. She wanted to chat with this young man for a while. He made her feel very kind.

"Come again next time." Mofanya bowed politely and turned away. As he left, he heard the music in the ward cry, "grandma."

No longer across the phone, Lele's voice still hit the softest place in his heart so easily. Mo Fanya turned his head and looked at Su's mother, who hurried into the ward. Somehow, he felt inexplicably sad. It's like I'm rubbing myself with something important.

As soon as mofanya's front foot stepped away, Suri's back foot stepped in.

Mother Su is helping Lele to lift up and release her hands in bed. When Su Rui saw this, she rushed over to help her. After she cleaned up Lele properly, Su's mother remembered that someone had just visited her.

"By the way, a colleague of yours came here just now. He asked me to give this kind of thing to Lele. I had a look just now. It seems that it is very expensive." With that, Su's mother hands the watch to Suri.

Su Rui was stunned. She took the watch and looked at it. Her face changed.

It's a valuable pocket watch. It's almost priceless. However, it is not the value of this pocket watch that makes Suri change color, but the surname engraved on the back of the watch.

"Shangguan."

Shangguan is the surname of the mother of mufanya, and the complex anemone on it is also the emblem of Shangguan family.

"Speaking of it, Suri, that young man, how does he look so much like my family's Lele..." Mother Su added thoughtfully.

This time, even Li AI was surprised.

"Is it mofanya..." She asked.

Suri did not answer, she put the pocket watch into her mother's hand, and the man had already rushed out.

Did moffanya see Lele?

Has he met Lele?

Why?

Did he know something, or did he just come to see it?

All the way, Suri's mind is full of ideas, but none of them can be answered. There was no one in the elevator, no one in the stairs, and no one in the hall. However, Suri knew that movanya was not far away. She knew that he was nearby. She could almost feel his breath, which was clean, simple, kind, dull, bossy and unforgettable.

It's evening. There are not many pedestrians on the road, but there are also many resolutions. The streetlights follow the busy streets to the end of the day. Further away, the city is empty and lonely.

Suri stops abruptly. She turns slowly. Then she sees him.

See the light in the light and stand alone.

He was wearing an ordinary shirt and casual pants. The button on his sleeve was untied, and he was casually stroked on his arm. His eyebrows and eyes were pure, and the light blurred his face. He was graceful and freehand. It was the ink mark that the Lake pen splashed on rice paper. Behind him, the streetlights were dreary and the dusk was vast, and there were planes gliding by at night.

Suri didn't know why she was crying, but when her eyes ran into him, the tears blurred her eyes inexplicably.

Not far away, a small sound shop is recycling a sad song.

ha～

can you feel my broken heart？

broken heart……

……

"Mufanya..." She took a deep breath, trying to hide the disturbing tears. Her voice was nasal, but clear and calm, and should not be detected.

Mufanya took a quiet look at her, calm eyes, strange look, and then he walked straight to her. With great stride and no hesitation, he stood in front of her. Then, with open arms, he could not help but hold her tightly without pause. His arms went around her back, his breath brushed her ears, and his hair rubbed her cheek.

Suri burst into tears. There is no reason, in fact, the heart is calm, there is no sorrow, no joy, it is terrible blank, as if a desert by exile.However, she could not hold back her sobs and tears. In the arms of mofanya, Suri could not help crying.

Movaya could only hold her tighter. He didn't know what to do or say, just like she did.

There's nothing but a hug.

On the road, countless cars whistling by, the spotlight will occasionally hit them, and soon hidden in the dark.

Suri didn't know how long they held each other. It seemed that he had used up all their strength before he let go of her, and she gently broke away from him.

"Come with me." He looked at her tearful face and said firmly, "come with me."

"Where can I go?" Suri smiles sadly. She looks up and looks at his face. She has been dreaming for a long time. When he is really in front of her, she feels sleepwalking. There's no sense of reality.

It's just a dream, isn't it?

"You can go anywhere." Movaya's hand had slipped down, caressed her arm, and seized her hand. Then he turned and walked in the direction of the street.

Suri didn't push him away. She didn't even speak. She followed him meekly. Her eyes did not leave his back. She looked at his cool short hair, delicate ears, white shirt, the lines of his shoulders, everything about him.

These pictures are full of all her senses. Suri can't hear other voices or see other pedestrians. They cross the long street, cross the crowd, have no direction, no destination. Movanya is like a headless fly, and she is a moth fighting a fire.

They don't know where they can go. They just go forward all the way, and they can't stop or retreat. It seems that once they stop, they have to return to their respective positions and lives.

Man is like a boat against the current. This life is a doomed one act drama.

Mofanya jumped on a bus with Suri. It may be his first time to take the bus. The rush hour after work has not completely ended. There are a lot of people on the bus, and there are no seats. When they go up, they don't even know the bus number and where to go. His bracelet in her waist, eyebrows micro cluster, she was crowded by the crowd, can only close to him.

Suri has been used to the bus life, and doesn't feel anything. She just worries about movanya, who is not willing to take a taxi. Maybe a bus can drive him back to the origin. However, mofanya doesn't say anything, and his expression may be uncomfortable. There are too many odors in it, and people who are close to each other will always meet him, but, He was silent, insistent, and almost determined.

There are fewer and fewer people in the bus, and the place the bus passes by is more and more remote. Seeing the road ahead is more and more desolate, Suri tugged at movanya and said, "get out of the car."

Even if they don't want to get out of the car, the car has a destination.

Who can take who to the end of time?

Mofanya pursed his lips, and he supported her and jumped out of the bus. The night is very deep. It seems that it has arrived outside the Third Ring Road of the city. There is no commercial district around. There are only a few residential areas. The street lights are far away. Moreover, it is dim. It seems that they have been thrown into the wild.

However, they walked along the road for a short time, but found a roadside motel, the house is low, old, dilapidated. Before I came near, I could smell the stale smell inside. Paint, sawdust. Clothes that dry in the shade.

"Let's go back..." Suri stood in front of it, suggested Suri.

She didn't think that movaya could continue to endure.

If you come out with him because of an impulse, and now, reason has begun to slowly return.

Mofanya took her hand and walked in. He stopped at the front desk of the hotel and took out the little cash he had left. "Hello, two single rooms."

Suri stood quietly beside her. She didn't speak again.

Let him, if it's just his gamble, how long can he gamble?

One day, two days, three days?

We don't mind traveling to poor places. You can even use it as a way to experience life. But what if you live there forever?

It's not a train ride away from a mess.

However, mofanya's expression was so persistent that it was like a child who was full of energy and wanted to do something. She couldn't bear to point him out. She was so confused and attracted by him that she was deeply trapped in his seriousness and didn't want to think and measure again.

The woman at the front desk takes a look at movanya and Suri, and reaches out her hand expressionless, "their ID cards."

Even though this man is very beautiful, the shop owner decides to despise him.

"A double room, please." Suri hands over the ID card and says softly.

Movaya looked at her, thin lips slightly pursed, but said nothing.

The shopkeeper can't figure out the situation, but there are so many strange people and things in the world. She stays here every day to see the joys and sorrows of the world. It seems that she is used to seeing them.Especially between men and women It's weird.

He got the key and went into the room. Suri sat in front of the dressing mirror, while movaya stood in the middle.

Small hotels, of course, can't compare with those high-end hotels. Although the bed sheets are still white, you can see the marks left by the previous tenants. The tile floor is muddy in color, and there are traces of cigarette ends on them.

It was not because he didn't want to sit down, but because he didn't know where to sit.

This bed, he is determined not to sleep, God knows who has done what on it.

The restroom was also shabby. There is no bathtub, even the sink is small and narrow. Although it's a standard room, the standard room of 120 yuan a night can only do this.

Suri didn't look at him. She looked through the mirror at movaya's face, which she couldn't bear though she tried to restrain.

Yes, how can you accept all this overnight after more than 20 years of self-respect?

"I went out and bought a new set of sheets." After a long time, mofanya finally proposed a compromise.

Su Rui sipped her lips and smile. How could she tell him that when she started her business, she had lived in a worse place. She had squeezed into a big shop with a group of men who smelled of sweat. She had rubbed a long-distance bus, hitched a rural hitchhike, borrowed in a gully, and even stayed in a sauna in the red light district.

And these, are mo Fanya can not understand, his efforts beyond his bottom line.

"Let's go out together. Let's go to dinner." Suri also stood up and picked up the key on the table.

Mofanya opened the door in silence.

In a small hotel, even the aisle is cramped and damp. Occasionally, there is a garbage can in the corner that has not been disposed of in time, emitting a disturbing smell.

She knew he was patient, and he did it so well that it almost hurt her.

Yes, heartache, because of heartache, so, how can she let him endure these for the rest of his life?

It was a gray night around the hotel. There were no serious restaurants. However, they found a large stall in a small but spacious place because of the proximity of the factory.

It's the kind of low-key and lively food stall. Maybe a hundred yuan is enough to eat and drink, and a hundred yuan is not even as good as the tip mufanya gave to the waiter after each meal.

Suri stops. She turned to look at movanya.

Mofanya is frowning because of the lampblack in the stall. Moreover, it's a kind of inferior oil when you smell it. I don't know if it has been repeatedly used many times.

"Have a barbecue." She said.

Mofanya was stunned and was about to propose a new place. Suri said with a smile, "I like eating very much."

When she said this, she always looked at him, indifferent and natural, and her eyes were so discerning, a little cruel.

A prince who criticizes KFC to the point of scolding, probably can't accept this kind of big stall.

Just need a bus, a 120 day rent Hotel, a big stall outside the country factory, he can understand that the gap between them is so huge.

"OK, barbecue." She thought he would be very embarrassed, but mofanya agreed.

In fact, there are many kinds of complicated products in this square, such as barbecue, spicy hot, stir fried, snails, boiled peanuts, and beer on the table. It's time for supper. There are many people in the square, but most of them are factory workers. Although the weather has turned cold, they are still barehanded, walking on big slippers and yelling three times and five times. The sound of drinking comes one after another.

Suri found a table that was slightly to the side of the table and asked movaya to sit down. She picked up her purse and was about to order.

"Use mine." Mofanya naturally handed over his wallet.

Suri thought about taking it.

It's a wonderful feeling to hold movaya's purse. She turns around and doesn't ask what he wants to eat. He had never been to such a place, and of course he didn't know what was the best.

When he got to the food stall, Suri turned his head and took a look at movaya: the well-dressed, elegant and standard movaya was so out of place among the large group of people in the square. He's obviously starting to attract attention.

"What would you like, miss?" The voice of the shop owner drags Su Rui's thoughts back, and Su Rui reports many varieties at one go. After she went to work, she didn't have much time. On the one hand, she didn't have time. On the other hand, she couldn't find a partner who could eat big food stalls together.

However, when I was in college, I often went out to have barbecue with Li AI and other members of the band. They would rehearse late every night. After they came out, they ordered a few kebabs in the open square and a glass of draft beer. It was cool at night. Young people talked and scolded Fang Qiu, pointing to the mountains and rivers, just like the youth flying in all universities.

Before meeting mofanya, Suri's life was so bright and bright that she had the most bright and even future."Five bunches of mutton, ten bunches of crispy bone, one roasted eggplant, one roasted fish, one boiled peanut, and fried snails And this, this, that by the way. And two draft beers. " Suri reported a lot of varieties at one go. Finally, she took out movaya's wallet and took money from it to pay the bill.

There are only a few hundred cash left in movanya's wallet, but there are many gold and VIP cards. In addition to these, the wallet itself is simple, simple leather, retaining the texture of the original material itself. There is only a small, low-key logo on the inside: member of the world Yachting Association.

She closed her purse again.

If you want to enter the Yacht Association, you should have at least a few yachts. Since it is cosmopolitan, its status in that circle must be as light as possible before it can be qualified to participate.

Rich people.

She bowed her head, smiling and laughing at herself.

After paying, Suri turns back to the table, and she has already noticed movanya's restlessness.

Around the eyes, poor quality tobacco, barbecue flavor, noise, wine, are that messy and intolerable.

“…… If we don't like it here, we can change places. " Surrey.

She's starting to regret it. She regrets staying here. Why do we have to pull him into his own life? Why do you have to force him?

"That's it. It's good." Mofanya shook his head persistently.

Suri's silence.

"Actually, the food here is delicious." While waiting for the kebab to arrive, Suri said again.

"If you like it, it should be good." Mofanya's words are sincere. Suri can only laugh.

The barbecue and beer were soon delivered. Movanya picked up the black bamboo stick and seemed to have no idea how to put it down. Suri first demonstrated and ate a bunch of it. Then, he raised his head and motioned to him, "it's OK to eat this way."

Mo Fanya stares at the legendary roast mutton kebab. The meat is burnt black and can't see its original appearance. It's absolutely impossible to talk about freshness. Even if it's really deteriorated, it's Roasted by charcoal fire and added so many messy seasonings and spices, he can't taste any flavor at all.

In mofanya's eyes, it was almost like poison.

Suri had already eaten two in an instant.

"Why, don't you like it?" See Mo Fanya hesitates, Su Rui does not have what kind ground to ask.

"No Mofanya shook his head, closed his eyes, and with a bold expression, he brought the kebab to his mouth.

Looking at his face, Su Rui can't help but push all the things in front of him

"Only after tasting it." After eating a bunch of them, mofanya accepted his fate. After all, he wanted to eat, so he did not think about its ingredients. He grabbed two roasted small yellow croaker and cauliflower. The smell of oil is really strong. Too many seasonings make the food taste dispensable. He doesn't dare to think about the hygiene level of the food, but It's just the taste, but it's not so bad.

"Hey, hey, don't be hot. Have some beer." Seeing that mofanya even bit into Suri's specially ordered abnormal spicy chicken wings, Suri quickly pushes the beer over.

Her warning was obviously too late. Mofanya's face turned red with hot, and his tears were about to flow out. He took the beer in a hurry and drank half a cup.

However, beer is not spicy, this abnormal spicy, will be hot for half an hour, spicy to the heart.

Suri admitted that he had just ordered it because he had a bad intention.

I didn't expect that mofanya was hit.

Half a glass of beer still can't be solved, and the whole one can't be used. Movanya was so hot that he burst into tears. His beautiful eyes were full of tears, and his face was scarlet. He looked at her, dazed and fragile, just like a lost little dog.

Suri's heart is tight, and the smile on her face slowly subsides. Then, with a sip of beer in her mouth, she stands up, leans over and kisses him in the public, in this strange square, in the strange countryside.

The cold beer went down her lips and into his mouth. First, mofanya was stunned. Then, she absorbed her cold. The hot tip of her tongue was soon entangled by Suri. In the entanglement, the coolness of the beer and her direction, together with the hot feeling of fire, were all mixed together, unable to distinguish the feeling. I just feel depressed. Follow this kiss to sink down, no matter where you sink, hell or sea of fire, or even beyond redemption, it doesn't matter.

There was a lot of noise nearby, and Suri finally let him go. She was out of breath and short of breath, but she couldn't beat the heart that was about to jump out at this time. She was going to shock.

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