After Yan Qingyue left in the white rain, he made himself an "angry rush" and a "grain hard".

He felt a little jealous when he saw a meal.

Is this the talent of legend?

There was something wrong in his heart.

This is what he himself did, and it is not as good as an outsider, where to let his face go?

“Anger” is the middle product.

"The grain is hard" for the top.

At this time, he stood on the steps and looked at the night scene, so that his heart was calm and calm.If you taste it with unscruples, you will definitely not produce anything...

A moment later he returned to the guest house, sat down at the angry table, and tasted it in detail.

He tasted it very seriously, every grain of rice was carefully experienced, at first it was a rare delicacy in the world, and then tasted the bitterness in it.

Tears can't stop flowing.

And in the bitterness, he tasted the sweetness and bitterness, which is simply a taste of human beings.

At this time, he can not imagine, a bowl of white clean rice, should be a faint rice, why contains so much taste?

I don't know when, the "grains are hard", he finished eating.

"Only if you really understand it will you get it."

Yan Qinghe closed his eyes, he "seeed" countless star points in his abdomen, and was gathering toward that point of light and turned into a complete grain of rice.

And next to the complete rice grains, there are two tenths of the grains of rice.

Complete grain of rice, emitting a faint red light.

However, the two-tenths of the rice grains radiated a faint white light.

Because it is complete?Is the light different?”Yan Qinghang "gazing" at the rice grain thinking, surprised: "It seems that some are not perfect."

Although it is a complete grain of rice, it does not feel perfect, it seems that there is something missing.

After thinking for a while, he gave up.

When he had finished the foie gras, he came to the steps to look at the night scene.

"I don't know, it's twelve o'clock."

He looked at the time, shook his head and walked down.

Walking on the bustling but unfamiliar street, Yan Qinghe did not have much feeling, just curious to look around, a simple tourist.

When he passed a lottery network, he suddenly remembered and said to himself: "Yes, I should continue to buy lottery tickets, how can I forget?"

The wealth that falls from the sky, don't be white.

And it fell too sour.

One drop is hundreds of thousands.

I’m going to buy a lottery ticket tomorrow.

Since the heart was lit, it seems that the role of "happy eyebrows" has become smaller, and it seems to only nourish the blood.

Shit, where have I gone?

When Yan Qingyang returned from thinking to God, he found that he had already left the street and did not know where he had gone.

He stood there, a little blind.

He forgot the location of the Evergreen Inn, and when he came out, he did not use his mobile phone for precise positioning.

And along the way, there was no look at the road at all.

“Fuck!”

He couldn’t help but take a picture of his head and said, “Think about where the Evergreen Inn is?”“What’s the sign near the long-life inn?”

However, when he stood on the steps of the inn to look at the night scene, he did not notice at all.

“I fainted!”

Yan Qingyang was speechless, and even lost himself, so he quickly turned around and walked back.But after walking out of this small street, it is a crossroads.

“The left?Right?Or before?”

Where he stood, trying to figure out which direction he was coming from.

"Right, it seems that people have the behavior of turning left ..." Yan Qingkang thought, but said, "My luck should not be so bad?"

"Eating so much" happy eyebrows, luck is certainly not too bad."

He thought of his previous luck with some smiles, but soon froze, because he had eaten two "angers" today.

“I...”

He was speechless and didn’t believe his luck.

“The left?Right?Before?”

He hesitated, did not believe the choice he had just made, and then said, "It's still the first feeling, it's generally more accurate."

As he walked across the street to the right, he found another intersection ahead.

Although it is now more than two o'clock in the evening, there are still many pedestrians on the street, which seems very lively...

But what about the long-life hotel?

Yan Qingyang could not help his forehead, is he really going to get lost tonight?

“It seems that I want to finish this area.”

Yan Qingkang looked at the time, as if he walked out of the inn at twelve o'clock, but now he looked at the time, but it was already two more.

When he left, it was about ten minutes.

Did he spend nearly two hours?

How far has it come?

He was unable to help his forehead again, there was a feeling of crying without tears, which was to lose himself.

Not a disgrace?

If you want to go to this area, I don't know how much area is finished, I am afraid it will be dawn.

At dawn, the Changsheng Inn automatically returned to East Lake City.

"Mom, when you think about things, you can't go around blindly, you don't know how to lose yourself."Yan Qingyian looked at the sky without a word, took out the long-life order, to see whether there is a magical connection between the long life order and the long-life inn.

But no!

“Shouldn’t it?”

Yan Qingqing turned a white eye, the long life order and the long-life inn, there is no magic connection.

He wanted to take himself back to the long-life inn by the order of life.

“What’s the name of that lottery?”

He tried to think, but he didn’t look at the name at the time, and he didn’t know how far he had come.

“The lottery network will certainly not be on the mainstream street...”

He took out his mobile phone to search for a nearby lottery network, but saw a large area of it, and did not know which lottery network he saw.

Now he’s walking and doesn’t know where he’s going.

Because he was just thinking about things again, and lost himself, so that he couldn't help but Tucao: "Am I a fool?"

At this time, it was already three o'clock in the middle of the night, and there were not many people on the small street he was walking.

“Heroes, rob them.”

Behind him the woman's voice, looking back, I saw a man, as if holding a bag in his hand, was running rapidly in his direction.

Behind the man, a young woman shouted.

He stood there, squinting his eyes.

And the man, seeing the sky in front of him, was slightly in the direction.

This is a pedestrian street, although not large, but also seven or eight meters wide appearance, Yan Qingkang standing on the right side.

The man ran to the left.

The distance between the two is about four or five meters.

When the man was about to run over, Yan Qinghe suddenly rushed up an arrow and then swept out.

Bam!

Because the speed of Yan Qinghua was too fast, the man simply could not react and was swept in the abdomen with one foot.

Like a big iron pillar, it hit him in pain.

And the whole man flew two meters.

“Ah—”

The man fell to the ground, the pain rolled up, and he felt as if his intestines were broken.

Yan Qinghua slightly froze, some surprised at their own speed and strength, especially the reaction of their feet...

He shrugged his shoulders, and before waiting for the woman to catch up, he turned and left.

“The handsome guy in front of you, wait.”

When he came out a few dozen meters, the woman's breath came from behind.

Yan Qingkang heard the words and stopped to look back, as if the woman who had just been robbed, a beautiful woman in her twenties, dressed very stylishly...

She flaming red lips, makeup, and a red wavy hair of wine, looks extremely sexy.

There is also some alcohol on it.

“You handsome, thank you.”

She caught up and thanked her, the breath was still a little heavy, and the wine was heavier.

“You are welcome, do it.”He nodded his head and withdrew his eyes, and continued to look for his own inn.

The girl stood still.

She looked at the white sky and seemed to leave like this.

“Hey, handsome guy, wait a minute.”She followed, “I haven’t thanked you yet?”“Shall I ask you to drink?”

"You have thanked me, no more thanks."The dynake.

“That handsome guy left a contact, I’ll invite you to dinner tomorrow?”

The woman followed and said, but felt that the other party did not want to pay attention to herself, although the tone was indifferent, but refused to be thousands of miles.

Is it because you dress like a night woman?

And Yan Qingkang's mind, are looking for the long-life inn, there is no empty space for her, he stopped seriously: "You have thanked, no need to repeat."

When he finished, he seemed to frown.

The woman froze again, especially when she saw the other party frown, did he really think he was a woman in the night?

What does it mean?

Can’t you dress like that?

Is it possible to dress like this, and if you are drunk, you can hate yourself?

“Boy, what do you mean?”

The more she thought about it, the more she thought of herself as a woman in the night, like?

Like?

Dressing like this is my freedom!

Can’t women drink late at night?

She chased after her and questioned, “I thank you well, but you think I am a woman in the night?”I'm soaking, what's going on?Can't do it?"

She looked at her and continued to look for her inn.

And she followed again...

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