When the wind of rebirth blows again

In February, the dragon raised its head, the ice and snow had just melted, and the weather in the north was still a bit cold.

Turned up the heater in the car, and changed a disc, the music poured down smoothly.Scott stretched out his legs, put his feet on the driver's platform without any scruples, tilted his head, and stared at the hot pot restaurant not far away with a resentful expression.

Don't get me wrong, he's certainly not starving like this.

The house looked old, the walls were mottled, there was a circle of dark red paint on it, and there was a bloody letter written on it.

It was already past meal time, and there was no one in the shop. The young man was sitting in the corner by the window, eating slowly while taking advantage of the steaming heat.It was obviously a lively hot pot, but he was taken aback by slowing down and eating it with the feeling of left knives and right forks.

Scott saw his teeth itching, and he had no doubt that the brat did it on purpose.Just standing in the cold wind for nearly half an hour, he clearly saw the dead child holding a teacup and making a gesture of invitation to him.

Depend on!

Thinking of the treatment these days, Scott simply gritted his teeth.

The young scientist is prettier in real life than in the photos, but also more difficult.

To say that the thinking and behavior of smart people are somewhat different from ordinary people, scientists also have eccentricities, they generally have the feeling of "overwhelming heights" in their daily life, and the existence of these associations is to give these people a A platform for communication, seeking companions, and dispelling the "cold air".

Scott was very sincere. He himself thought this was a very attractive reason. That was how he was abducted into the association by Paul back then.

Regardless of vanity and interests, loneliness is the most unbearable.

Mo Tong stared at him for a long time, and then asked seriously: "Some people actually believe in these imaginary test questions. Do you usually use such useless numbers to overwhelm each other?"

overwhelming……

The wretched uncle smudged his cheeks, and his thoughts immediately galloped towards some impure place.

By the time he recovered from the precipice, Lu Feitong had already left.

In Scott's more than 30 years of life, this is the first time he has met someone like Lu Feitong.

It was the age of youth, and there was no entertainment program at all. Every day in the dormitory and laboratory, there was an ascetic life at two o'clock and one line.It is said that there is a girlfriend from the same school, but according to his observations of this week, not to mention meeting, the number of phone calls between the two of them can be counted on the fingers.

He originally thought that Lu Feitong was autistic. Many precocious geniuses have this problem. Before he came into contact with the same kind in his early years, Scott himself was introverted and too lazy to communicate with others.

But it was later discovered that the kid was not out of tune with the surroundings!He is deliberately keeping a distance from people, basically avoiding interpersonal communication, for fear of getting familiar with people, with a cold face that has been around for thousands of years, it is rare that he can choke to death with a single word.

He is not stingy in exposing his personality flaws for others to appreciate, and there is an idiom marked on his face in resistance - 'Don't get close to strangers'.

This kind of adolescent stinky fart child, just two words - deserve to be beaten!

There is a language barrier, and Scott decides to use violence to subdue him.

Scott swung his fist with a cheeky old face and a sense of responsibility. His ambition was unfulfilled, and he was overturned to the ground by someone, so he simply lay on his back and couldn't get up.

Lu Feitong looked down at him for a long time, and rarely said something more kindly: "I respect the elderly very much, so don't make trouble next time."

The tone is calm as if coaxing a child who is throwing a temper tantrum.

... trouble?

One word made the bond between the two of them deep.

Scott looked at the figure in the hotpot restaurant with lingering hatred: Who is making trouble! ?The one who ran out to eat hot pot alone at night, who is really wrong!

Four years passed in a flash, and the boy back then had grown into a man with a peaceful face. Like every time in the past, he ate alone and then came to pay the bill.

The old location, the old dishes, the old time, never talk too much.

Habits gradually form a tacit understanding.

The shop owner sighed silently, and said before the man took out the money and settled the bill: "This time, please count me in. This place has been included in the scope of old city reconstruction, and it will be demolished soon." He said with a smile: "If you come back next year, this place will be turned into a playground."

Lu Fei was stunned, and then understood: "...I may not have the chance to come again. ——Thank you."

"Oh, my brother is so polite... I don't plan to be a restaurant in the future. I may have to change my career to do something else. You have been a regular customer for so many years, so it can be regarded as gratitude."

Feitong smiled and was about to leave when the boss asked again: "Yiyan has been abroad for several years, and he is graduating soon. When will you come back? I thought you two would come together this year."

Back then, the two handsome boys held hands and said excitedly that they would come together every year in the future. Unexpectedly, four years ago, they hurriedly left the country, but it turned out that this boy would come here every year at this time, like a relay race.

The back view of eating hot pot alone makes people feel sad. The owner of the shop is middle-aged, and he can't forget the memories of the past.

Lu Feitong came back to his senses, hooked the corners of his lips without a smile, nodded to the boss, and then left without answering his question until the end.

When does he come back?

Why did he come back? In the dark, he also needed a reasonable reason.

The cold air outside made his body shiver involuntarily. The night was dark and it was late. It was not easy to take a taxi at this time. Lu Feitong put his hands in his pockets and almost buried his face in his collar, but his steps were not in a hurry , walking slowly in a regular rhythm.

Where are you going?

He didn't know either.

All these years he was like a taut clockwork, except for missions and experiments, he never had any other thoughts in his mind.This time my nerves relaxed, and I was a little at a loss.

The city is huge, but there are really not many places he can go.

A pair of large-size smooth leather boots appeared in sight, and the first reaction was that haunted foreign man. Lu Feitong looked up, but was momentarily stunned.

The visitor was thin and thin, wearing fashionable and thin clothes, but his hat and scarf were not missing, and he was tightly wrapped. He even wore a pair of sunglasses in the middle of the night.

"I ran over quickly after the announcement, but I don't have time to buy gifts. I'll mortgage it first, and we'll make up for it tomorrow." The man handed over his ID card with a smile on his face, and he almost wagged his tail: "Professor Lu, happy birthday."

Feitong avoided that hand, and said with a blank face: "The black paint is so black and you are so tightly covered, have you become so popular?"

Listening to his teasing, the man laughed, and took off his sunglasses, his bright eyes smiled into a crescent moon, revealing his white and neat teeth.

Fu Weitong touched his nose habitually, and posted an EP a while ago. In order to look good on camera, he reduced his small body with no flesh and bones to a bone frame. The groove between the nasal bones became deeper and deeper. Then he put down his hand again, and laughed to himself: "——Hey, you are so intentional that you don't open any pot, and if you become popular, why make yourself look like this! I'm still in a stage costume , It’s not surprising that you have strong resistance, but I’m scared of flowers and plants, and it doesn’t affect them well.”

In addition to being extremely thin, Fu Weitong's hair was also dyed the most popular brown flaxen color nowadays, with bangs parted obliquely, and the carefully blown style, compared with when he returned to City A two years ago, he looked younger some.

Even earlier, compared with the polite and pleasing governess six years ago, he was a completely different person.

A little dazed, Lu Feitong blinked vigorously: "...It's hard work, so rest more, why come here so late."

"Please, you are willing to give up your research at this time and go out to contact the secular world. Usually, you don't even give a chance to make an appointment to register, and you don't even let acquaintances go through the back door. I am really merciless."

"..." Feitong made him laugh and cry, "...When did you come, why didn't you go in."

Fu Weitong suppressed his smile, fell silent for a while, and finally smiled wryly for a long time: "I don't think you will welcome me in that place."

There was a lot of trouble with Jun's business back then, and later the Jun family withdrew from the domestic market and emigrated overseas.Two years later, when Fu Weitong returned to City A again, the public was still outraged about this incident. The general public always find it difficult to forgive corrupt officials and profiteers easily.

However, it is said that Jun Yiyan participated in the school's international cooperation in running schools, and it is reasonable to return to City A two years ago.But two years later, there was no news from there.

Fu Weitong hesitated again and again, but still unwillingly said: "... when will he return to China?"

"Do you want him to come back or not?"

Fu Weitong was stunned and startled, facing his rare sharpness, he didn't know how to speak up for a moment.

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Two sudden applause broke the silence, and the man's banter with a smile was very clear in the night.

"The two of you are really very elegant. It's really touching to wander around the streets in the middle of the night in such a cold day to generate income for us."

There were seven or eight people who didn't look like hooligans. The man who spoke waved his hand and surrounded the two of them well-trained.

Fu Weitong was dumbfounded: "...What are you doing? No, who are you!?"

"Brother, let's rob." The man smiled slightly, "But robbing people is not robbing property, so you don't need to touch your wallet."

"I'm so popular already, isn't it different?...A seduced gangster came and threatened to kidnap me?" Fu Weitong was very excited, turned her head and murmured to him for confirmation.

"..." Lu Feitong was speechless, he looked up and saw the leading man staring at him, moved his lips, and was about to speak—

A black off-road vehicle drove over on a rampage, and everyone was shocked. The car broke through the crowd, turned around in place, rolled down the window, and Scott waved his hand and shouted: "Hey, get in the car—— "

People on both sides immediately attacked, the robbers were not polite at all, and Lu Feitong couldn't take advantage of someone who lost weight and lost his shape.

Scott cursed secretly, jumped out of the car and joined the battle.

"Hey, hey, kids, don't be so angry in the middle of the night." The leading man waved the gun in his hand, passing the three of them like a picky soldier, and finally made up his mind, aiming the gun at Lu Fei. same head.

This wise choice, at the same time, also firmly grasped the death spot of the other two people.

"My child, you little bastard!" Scott was extremely sad and indignant, and he was helpless under the control of others. At this time, all his IQ and so on became clouds.

"I'm sorry uncle, I didn't count you just now."

"..."

Not giving Scott a chance to get mad, the leading man pointed at Fu Weitong with the other hand, and then said to him with a smile: "Uncle, elope with this little star hand in hand, or I'll kill you both right away, look Pick one."