NCCnovel Chapter 105 Meteor Garden follow-up
Chapter 105 Meteor Garden follow-up
It's still the bar that f4 used to frequent, but it's been so many years, I don't know how many times it has been renovated, and how many people have been changed, and there is no trace of the past.
Daoming Temple Secretary was drinking wine glass by glass, and Ximen Zong Erlang rarely stopped him, probably because he was really in a bad mood today, and now he would drink one glass after another, as if he wanted to get drunk too.
There are singers performing on the small stage of the bar, singing a very old love song, the tone is slow, and the voice is lingering, but it is not in a warm style, but with gray loss and sadness.
After drinking too much, Daoming Sisi's head felt a little dizzy. In a daze, he seemed to hear Lei calling him. Daoming Sisi put on a big smile and looked behind him, but there was no Lei at all.
Daoming Sisi's smile collapsed, and his heart was extremely irritable. For so many years, he had been trying to pretend that he was fine, but now, Daoming Sisi felt that he was about to collapse.
In order to vent the feeling that he was about to burn himself, Sisi Daoming grabbed the wine bottle and fruit plate on the table, and threw them on the ground regardless. The harsh sound of glass shattering shocked everyone in the bar , thinking that someone was fighting and making trouble, looked over curiously, but saw that Daoming Sisi seemed to be insane, and kept throwing things all by himself.
If an ordinary person did this, everyone would definitely laugh at whether this person was crazy, but no one dared to read Daoming Sisi's jokes blatantly. When they saw that the person was Daoming Sisi, everyone turned their heads nonchalantly and pretended that they had nothing See.
The owner of the bar came out when he heard the movement, and saw Daoming Sisi throwing things in his bar, playing with the bottles, quilts and plates on the table. He couldn't find anything to drop, and started smashing the table and chairs again. The higher the height, the crazier he was. Zong Erlang sat quietly on the side, stopped drinking, and quietly watched Daoming Sisi's movements, neither stopping nor accompanying him.
The bar owner hurriedly told his people: "Go find something that is easy to drop and send it over."
If someone fell and smashed in his bar, he would definitely beat him so hard that he couldn't even crawl out, but when Master Daoming Si did this, he could only find something that could be thrown from his own house and send it up. Let me ask you, are you happy with the fall? It’s okay to smash the store if you’re not happy...
After a while, a group of younger boys brought a pile of plates and bowls from the kitchen, and the boss immediately took them over and lined up for Daoming Si to wrestle.
Secretary Daoming Si glanced at the boss, took a stack of plates from a waiter without saying a word, and threw them on the ground together. At this time, the music in the bar stopped long ago, and the sound of plates breaking together was harsh. .
Ximen Zong Erlang looked at the debris all over the floor, picked up the only remaining wine glass he drank, threw it on the ground heavily, and said, "Enough is enough, A Si."
Daoming Sisi picked up one coat and put it on, stepped on the debris on the ground and walked out without saying a word, Ximen Zong Erlang was still sitting there, silent for a long time, the bar owner did not dare to leave, and was still waiting beside him.
Daoming Sisi never had to look at the road he wanted to walk, because others had already moved to both sides, bowing their heads respectfully, but Daoming Sisi was bumped into today.
At the table closest to the door of the bar, there was only one man sitting at the table. No matter how chaotic the bar was before, that man was drinking with his head down. He didn't overdo it once, and didn't care about anything. look.But when Daoming Sisi was about to go out, the man stood up at some point and blocked the way Daoming Sisi was going.
In fact, Daoming Temple Secretary has not been as domineering as he was when he was a teenager for many years. He has restrained his temper these years, but today, Daoming Temple Secretary is in a very bad mood, and this man just bumped into the crater.
Daoming Sisi raised his fist and was about to punch this man. Daoming Sisi's fist was very fast, and it was about to land on the man's face with the wind of the fist. The obvious force was very heavy. If it fell, it would not hurt to lose a few teeth. strangeness.
But when the fist was not far from the man's head, the man raised his face and looked at Daoming Sisi quietly, without a trace of avoidance in his eyes.
Daoming Sisi's pupils widened suddenly, looking at the face he had dreamed about countless times in disbelief, his fist was closed a few centimeters away from the man, Daoming Sisi opened his mouth to shout something , but no sound came out...
No one who was close dared to look up, and those who were far away couldn't see it, and no one noticed that Daoming Sisi was grabbed by a man, and Daoming Sisi didn't resist at all, he followed obediently with a bewildered face The man is gone.
In the bar, Zong Erlang Ximen finally raised his face to look at the bar owner, took out a card and handed it over, "You can directly swipe the card for how much you lost today."
The boss shook his head, with a humble smile on his face, "It's my blessing that the two young masters fell happily. How can I ask the young masters to compensate you?"
Ximen Sojiro threw the card on the nearest waiter, put on his clothes and left.
The waiter caught the card in a hurry, and after Ximen Zong Erlang left, he looked at the boss and asked cautiously, "Boss, is this card?"
The boss took it over, "Okay, send the things back, and tidy up here."
The autumn night was very cold, the wind was blowing on his face, Daoming Sisi's eyes were fixed on the man who was pulling him, they walked for an unknown how long, neither of them said a word, but Daoming Sisi's eyes were a little sore , he felt a lot of joy in his heart, but he was even more afraid, afraid that this was just his hallucination, just a dream...
The man in front finally stopped and didn't go any further. He turned around and looked at Daoming Sisi.
The moment Daoming Temple met his eyes, tears fell from his eyes, and he called out the name that had been buried in his heart tremblingly, "Lei..."
A Zhuo smiled at Daoming Sisi, and patted Daoming Sisi's head as he did when he was a child, and rubbed Daoming Sisi's curly hair, "A Si, happy birthday."
The director of Daoming Temple took a step forward and hugged A Zhuo tightly, using great strength, as if he was afraid that A Zhuo would run away if he didn't catch him for a while, "Like... am I drunk, so I only saw it?" You, but class, I'm really happy, I finally hugged you again, this feeling is so real, even if it's just a dream, this is the best birthday present in my life..."
"Do you think this is a dream?" A Zhuo smiled lightly, stretched out his arms to hug Daoming Sisi, and asked softly in his ear.
Daoming Sisi buried his face on A Zhuo's shoulder and closed his eyes, "Can this dream last longer, Lei, I want to see you more, hug you more, I miss you so much, Lei..."
"Ah... good." A Zhuo raised his hand and gently patted Daoming Sisi on the back, just like when he was a child coaxing Daoming Sisi to sleep.
Daoming Temple raised the corners of his mouth, but his body began to tremble, and the tears in his eyes wet A Zhuo's shoulders.
A Zhuo sighed softly, and kept patting the back of Daoming Sisi. He left that world after Han Tae-seok passed away, and then began to go to various worlds to recover the deposited power, but he deliberately avoided The worlds that have been involved.
He has all the memories, but the memory of wandering in various worlds as Azhuo has not faded because of this, but is very clear, as if it all happened yesterday.
One day, he stood on a tall pillar like every day before, feeling the stability of the world, and suddenly saw this world, saw Daoming Siji and Misaku Ling, and saw the workaholics desperately squeezing himself to make himself Daoming Sisi, who didn't have time to think too much, saw Misaku Ling wandering among all kinds of women with a smile on her face, but her eyes were cold...
A Zhuo felt a sour feeling in his heart, after thinking about it, he finally decided to take a look without worrying about it.
As soon as he came, he saw the deep-eyed Daoming Sisi, who was no longer as flamboyant as before, venting as if giving up on himself.
After all, Ah Zhuo couldn't help but walked out, he didn't care about how much trouble he would have if he, who had been dead for many years, reappeared.
Daoming Temple Secretary originally spent a lot of physical energy on throwing plates and chairs, and the sudden ups and downs in his mood were even more exhausting. He leaned against A Zhuo weakly and yawned sleepily.
Azhuo smiled and said, "Sleepy? Go home and sleep."
Daoming Temple Secretary immediately looked up at A Zhuo with his eyes wide open, and shook his head firmly, "I'm not sleepy, don't go, don't go so fast..."
"I'm not leaving." A Zhuo smiled at Daoming Sisi, and kissed Daoming Sisi's eyes, "Don't worry, I won't leave again."
"But you... are no longer from this world." Daoming Sisi didn't believe A Zhuo's words. After all, he was the one who saw the dead person with his own eyes. He only thought it was his dream, or if it wasn't a dream, he saw it. To the soul of the class.
"Don't you think I'm a ghost?" Azhuo looked at Sisi Daoming funny, and put his hand on his face, "Do you think I'm cold?" Then let the other person look at his shadow, "Ghost Is there a shadow?"
Daoming Sisi felt the warm temperature of A Zhuo's cheeks, and looked at A Zhuo's shadow on the ground, he seemed to want to laugh but couldn't, and finally showed a strange expression, "Don't lie to me, that's because I'm dreaming .”
Seeing that Daoming Sisi stubbornly refused to believe him, Ah Zhuo was speechless for a while, and finally pulled Daoming Sisi to stop a taxi directly and told the driver to go to Daoming Si's house.
Daoming Temple Secretary frowned, and finally acquiesced to A Zhuo's arrangement, but he just stared at A Zhuo greedily all the way, as if he would never see him again if he didn't look more.