low return

Pampered and proud.

The deafening subwoofer permeates the entire space, and the constantly changing colors of the lights blind people's eyes.Luo Ying's eyes passed through all the distracting things, and locked on Zhou Zeyao from afar.He lowered his head and swallowed a piece of ice, the instant chill made him squint his eyes subconsciously, and he suddenly thought of this word.

Logically speaking, he shouldn't have thought of this word, because no one has ever used this word to describe Zhou Zeyao.

Luo Ying knew that Zhou Zeyao was not arrogant, although he was never gentle.He would laugh, would turn to him when others were talking to him, and would not care if others accidentally stepped on the shoes he had collected from Jiuqianer.Although these are all human nature, but on him, it is enough for him to break away from the label of arrogance and arrogance.

But Luo Ying did, at this moment, think of this word from his leaning body,

"Why are you in a daze?" Yu Mingming patted it with his palm, "Which Bodhisattva, I'll take a look too."

Luo Ying didn't look up, and turned a deaf ear.

"What about you?"

Luo Ying still didn't speak.

Yu Mingming gave him a strange look, didn't ask any more questions, and followed his gaze.

"Come and have a look, it's the table by the wall, what kind of fairy, let us little Luo be mesmerized."

At the same time, Luo Ying was having complicated thoughts in his heart.

"It's nothing unusual," Yu Mingming stretched out his finger and nodded, "The pair on the outside, the Bull Demon King and Princess Iron Fan, the one next to the princess, the money-spreading boy, next to the fat man, Maitreya Buddha, inside There is another one, lying like a reclining Buddha, how can I see it clearly when the light is turned on..."

Luo Ying pursed her lips inadvertently, seeing the reclining Buddha move the golden body, she dug out a lighter from somewhere, and lit it for the Bull Demon King.Just at this time, the light cut into white, and hit the reclining Buddha's face without hesitation.

Luo Ying finally turned around and turned towards Yu Mingming, watching his expression gradually change from astonishment to one of watching the fire from the other side with joy.

"Ah, that's right." Yu Mingming finally laughed: "The Bull Demon King, the Iron Fan Princess, the Wealthy Boy, Maitreya Buddha, and Zhou Zeyao."

A nearby table got up noisily, and someone came over to pay the bill. Yu Mingming patted Luo Ying to signal him, but Luo Ying remained motionless.Shoot again, don't move anymore.After a few seconds, Yu Mingming stood up, put on his flamboyant purple jacket, zipped it up slowly, lowered his head to Luo Ying's ear and whispered, "Aren't you going to say hello?"

Same as before, Luo Ying still ignored him.He didn't care, he patted his clothes and walked to the bar.

When Yu Mingming was blindly recognizing Buddha, Luo Ying thought about many things.Compared with a few years ago, Zhou Zeyao didn't seem to have changed much. Although he couldn't see clearly, from his leaning posture, from his hand on the edge of the table, from when he lit the Bull Demon King subconsciously Looking up, Luo Ying could still feel his attitude back then.

Casual gesture.

Such inadvertence is like a moderate wind on the seashore, with no temperature and a little damp smell.The friends around him are like people walking by the seaside. Surrounding them inadvertently, it's like the sea breeze is blowing on them, making their hair flutter in the wind, but there is no burden.

But Luo Ying is not.Luo Yingying is that piece of sea, every time a casual wind blows, he feels uneasy.

That's why few people describe him as arrogant. This is an adjective that Luo Ying can only think of.

Luo Ying didn't know why he appeared here, the so-called clear.The location of this small bar is quite far from the main city, and it should take more than an hour to drive without traffic jams. Besides an art school and a furniture market, there are only hardware stores around here.When Brother Xiao Xiao introduced him, he told him that this bar is close to your car dealership and nursing home. From now on, you will repair your motorcycle during the day and come over to help with Mingming at night. This place is far from the main city, although there are It's a school, but there aren't many people until weekends, and there are few things to do, so you won't be tired. I'll visit your grandma when I'm free.

He looked at the whole place at that time, and felt that it revealed a commercial atmosphere from the beginning to the end. It was different from those very emotional bars next to the Academy of Fine Arts. There was only a very conventional layout here, a simple stage, wooden tables and chairs, The LED magic ball and the ordinary bar counter are relatively spacious. As a bar, it really doesn't have much style.The songs Lian Xiao and the others sang also changed wave after wave according to the craze. Recently, it was a foreign golden song, with a particularly strong bass and a huge momentum.

Luo Ying smiled slightly thinking of this, when will he start caring about things like style.

But Zhou Zeyao was different. Although he didn't know what Zhou Zeyao was doing or what he liked recently, according to his understanding of this person, compared with the material conditions and places he should enjoy, this place seemed less prestigious.

So when Luo Ying saw him today, he was stunned for a long time, and the heavy bass beat down, and his heart tightened.

What is he doing now?

What does he like to play recently?

Why is he here?Drop in?Accompany a friend?

Who is the person next to him, the Bull Demon King and all Buddhas are his friends?What about Princess Iron Fan?Potential girlfriend?

does he remember me

While Yu Mingming was poking at the calculator with one finger at the bar, Luo Ying stared straight at Zhou Zeyao again. He saw the Bull Demon King hand over a cigarette and Zhou Zeyao put it in his mouth.

With a few sporadic fire lights, he suddenly found a faintly visible gaze projected from above the smoke.

He closed his eyes suddenly.

He lowered his head and held another piece of ice in his mouth. At this moment, he realized that this scene was extremely familiar, accompanied by his extremely familiar heart palpitations.

After a while, he bit the ice into pieces, raised his head guiltyly, and looked at Zhou Zeyao from the corner of his eye.The man was talking to Maitreya Buddha sideways, and the inadvertent and penetrating gaze just now seemed to have never existed.

But at this moment, Luo Ying's heart was full of turmoil, and a voice from a few years ago sounded in his ears in a trance, strange and sobering: "Hide well."

Hide it so it won't be found.