Chapter 286 Is the sound of the flute?

My pace is very slow, so slow that the old lady can easily surpass me and then turn around and give me a look of contempt. It seems to be: Why is walking at a young age even slower than my wife?

I kept walking by all kinds of men and women, and all kinds of gorgeous and fancy shops on the street slowly slid through my pupils, then slowly faded, and finally disappeared like a neon light from my afterglow

There was a girl with a figure that looked like Qin Chu and was walking in front of her with a boy's arm in her arms. I knew it was definitely not Qin Chu, but I couldn't help but step away from her long legs and looked back. The facts proved my thoughts, but why did I feel so sad?

Is it because it's too lonely or because I miss it too much, but I know

I don't have the deep thoughts in my mind, maybe it's just because of habits

The smoke in my mouth quickly disappeared over the bluestone slab carrying many thoughts. I was a little hungry, so I took a few bites from the small restaurant I passed by. After walking out, I realized that I forgot to pay the bill, so I went in and handed the money to the boss. The boss had a look of gratitude in his eyes. At this time, I suddenly felt that it was better to be kind. That kind of look was not something you want. I have never been greedy for a small advantage. At most, I secretly grabbed a handful of melon seeds when I was a child, and I was caught by someone. However, the vendor did not treat me as a thief, but stuffed my pockets in full. That was also good.

I thought about so many people or things out of thin air, from Qin Shihuang's unification of the six countries to the Sino-Japanese War of 1894-1895, from Puyi's puppet to Chairman Mao's turnaround as the boss, and from bin Laden's awesome plane hitting the United States, thinking of China's education swearing instigating students to play communism

Many thoughts of one kind and another were lying in my mind, and the clean and dirty rolled out of my forehead, which was so messy.

I shook my head and saw a few particles of dandruff flying down and falling on my arms. I suddenly felt like the rubber man in Wang Shuo's book, numb and flowing in this black and white world

On the way, I accidentally bumped into a shoulder with someone. I just opened my mouth to say sorry, but I didn't take it seriously and looked at me and left. I smiled and continued walking towards the bridge in front. Later, another child grabbed my arm and asked me if I would buy some jewelry to bring to my girlfriend. I looked at the hand-woven jewelry in her basket, and then looked at her looking forward to her eyes. I picked a few of them from the inside and paid for it. The price was quite reasonable. Two earrings and two bracelets cost only 20 yuan. This made me sigh at the simplicity of the Feng Huáng people.

I felt that the speed under my feet had increased a little, and I actually walked to the gathering place of the bar. Seeing a bloated girl in the music pool on the left hand, I couldn't help but smile. When I was about to leave, a handsome young man flashed from the side: Handsome guy, go in and sit in for a while.

I shook my head and wanted to bypass him and continue walking forward, but he expected that he would stop me again: Brother, just go in and sit for a while, I will pull another one and complete the task today, and I can get off work now

Is there any other statement?

I frowned and thought for a little while, but I went in. I helped others and could accumulate some virtue. When the young man saw me walking in, his face immediately looked like a child, and he led me repeatedly.

When I went in and sat down, the waiter rushed over and asked me what I needed to order. I ordered two bottles of pure students at will. The waiter left with a little dissatisfaction. I came in and I had the final say on how much it cost.

I stayed there for less than ten minutes, and there were two reasons: one was that the bar music was too annoying, and the other was that the woman was dancing in the middle.

After I walked out, I found that the young man was pulling a man and said: Brother, let's go in and sit for a while. I'll pull another one and complete the task today. You can get off work.

I didn't think about anything, turned my face and walked towards the direction where the lights were not so gorgeous. On the way, I met a few people who came out to pull me into their bar. I didn't go in again. I really had no luck in getting rid of those music, for fear of making myself nervous.

When I wanted to take out the cigarettes, I found that my cigarette box was empty. I looked around and saw that there was no shop selling cigarettes. So the following task was to find a place to sell cigarettes. For me, who cannot do without cigarettes, there is no bag of general in my pocket, which really costs me my life.

After running around for a long time, I bought cigarettes at least, but I was not a general. I probably couldn't buy Shandong cigarettes in such a place. I found a quiet corner and leaned against the ancient green city wall to light the cigarettes. I looked up at my cigarette rings surrounding them layer by layer above my head. The moon hung there and looked at me laughing. I seemed to see Chang'e in Guanghan Palace dancing her loneliness. Wu Gang outside carried a big axe and knocked on the osmanthus tree vigorously, making a bang sound.

Just as I looked up and saw a misty song coming from afar. I didn't know what kind of musical instrument it was, but I just felt that the sound was long and distant, and it penetrated the layers of air and hit my ears. I seemed to have heard this song, but I don't know what it is called.

I followed the sound to the source. The song was very gentle. If the continuous flowing water came to me, the impetuousness and chaos in my heart disappeared immediately.

When I found the source of the sound, I was shocked. Less than fifty meters away from me, there was a tall figure standing by the river, holding something with both hands. If I guess correctly, it was the source of the sound, a musical instrument I didn't know

I was shocked because this scene looked like a woman who was about to commit suicide, and that was also a white shadow.

However, those who can play such a quiet song should not have the idea of ​​asking the King of Hell to drink in their hearts.

I stopped and sat on a stone pier about twenty meters away from her, leaning on a solid wall, closing my eyes and listening to her song that could make me quiet for a moment. When I got closer, I could hear the sound that seemed to be played by a flute, but seeing her hands holding her chest, it was obviously not a flute.

The song seemed to be over. I opened my eyes and looked at the figure. It was undoubtedly a woman. Her long hair was flying in the slightly cool night breeze, and her clothes were fluttering like a woman standing on a cliff in ancient times. Her slender body stood quietly under the lonely night. Her body was like her song, giving me the feeling of two words: softness

Her elegant figure in the wind stopped for a long time and slowly turned around