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"There is Snow in the North City"
? Text/Ming Kai Ye He
Exclusively published by Jinjiang Literature City
? 2021.03.02
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I am the last passer-by on your road/the last spring/the last snow/the last war for survival¡ª¡ª
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Chapter One
Before Zhou Mi went out, he didn't know that there was snow in Beicheng today.
There is a pot of daffodils on the high table next to the armrest of the sofa. The heating is sufficient, and the buds have already been placed.
Someone opened the door and came in while talking, and a gust of cold wind rushed in.
Zhou Mi looked up and saw that there was a layer of mist on the glass. He wiped it with his fingertips, and under the light in the porch outside the window, fluffs fluttered lightly, only then did he know that it was snowing.
The waitress in cheongsam led the man into the private room, turned around and asked Zhou Mi if he wanted a refill of tea.
She had asked twice before, and Zhou Mi said he was waiting for someone, no need. Asking again and again, it is obvious to drive people away. The waitress smiled politely, stood far away, but couldn't hide her contempt from her sizing up eyes.
When she came to fish, she knew it.
Zhou Mi smiled, didn't care, lowered his head, and continued to swipe the phone screen with his fingers, spending half his life's patience here.
The room was too warm, his eyelids gradually became heavy, he tilted his head and dozed off, and woke up for no reason.
Unlock the phone, the screen is still stuck on the elimination game to pass the time, in the upper right corner, the phone's battery is less than 20%.
Exit the program, switch to the main interface, and the time display is already midnight.
I don't know if the news is wrong, I'm afraid I won't be able to wait for today.
Zhou Mi stood up, put on his overcoat, picked up his messenger bag, and was ready to leave.
Suddenly footsteps came from upstairs.
Take a step back and look up, a middle-aged man with a slightly plump figure is talking on the phone and going downstairs.
?This man obviously possesses a demeanor soaked in wealth and honor. He looks young, and his age can't be seen. It's appropriate to say fifty, but it's okay to say forty.
Zhou Mi recognized it for a moment, then walked towards the man, blocking the road.
The man glanced over, was stunned for a moment, squinted his eyes, looked at her for a while, his face was stunned, and then froze, as if he had seen a ghost in daylight. He quickly put down the phone in hand.
Zhou Mi took two steps forward: "Mr. Meng Shaozong Meng?"
The man looked at her with a cold expression and didn't answer.
"Let me introduce myself. My surname is Zhou, and my name is Zhou Mi. I am Zhou"
Meng Shaozong's voice was extremely cold, "who sent you here?"
Judging from the tone of voice, he has already recognized it. Zhou Mi raised his chin in the direction of the door, "Can I take a step to talk?"
"If you have anything to say, just talk about it here." Meng Shaozong looked at her with disgust and impatience for seeing dirty things.
Zhou Mi's expression remained unchanged, "I'm here to borrow money. It's urgent, please lend me 200,000."
As soon as she finished speaking, she saw the pupils of the waitress standing beside her dilated by two points.
Meng Shaozong frowned for a moment, "Zhou the surname Zhou didn't tell you, this matter has been settled?"
After he finished saying the word "Zhou", he sank his eyebrows and thought for a moment, obviously he had forgotten what Zhou Mi's mother's name was.
Zhou Mi: "I said so."
"What's the matter, you let her come."
Zhou Mi tilted his head slightly, "I'm afraid not."
Meng Shaozong lost his patience and waved her away, "You tell her to contact me directly. I have nothing to say to you."
"She died three years ago."
The air was silent for a moment.
Meng Shaozong's expression froze again, he squinted at her, and after a while, gritted his teeth: "What trick are you trying to play?"
"I really came to borrow money." Zhou Mi looked at, "Of course, you are free to not borrow money. But if you don't borrow money, I can only go to other ways. I'm afraid that the trouble will be bad"
Meng Shaozong's face turned dark, "How dare you come to my house"
Zhou Mi raised his eyebrows lightly, "I didn't intend to do such a great job, but you inspired me."
"you¡¡"
"I've already contacted a painter to be a model. That painter is quite famous, and a painting can fetch eight figures. When the painting is released, everyone will know that the nude model belongs to you, Meng Shaozong." "
"Shut up? Pick up.
The man glanced at her, smiled and said, "Next time we meet, I will criticize Mr. Meng. In any case, we shouldn't make people wait in the wind."
It wasn't an ambiguous tone, but Zhou Mi could tell that he thought she had that kind of relationship with Meng Shaozong. Is it the habit of their circle? Do you have to take care of the "outsiders" for your companions, even if they have collapsed on the surface?
Zhou Mi didn't explain, and felt that it was unnecessary, and Meng Shaozong, and this man, people from two worlds, will not have the chance to meet again in the future.
The man asked her: "Where are you going?"
Zhou Mi reported his current address.
Not long after the car started, a call came from the cell phone, it was from roommate Cheng Yinian.
Before Cheng Yinian could speak, he yawned and said in a sleepy tone, "Aren't you back yet?"
Zhou Mi slightly turned to the side of the car window, "I'm on my way back, you don't have to wait for me, go to bed first."
"I haven't slept yet, I'm translating the source of the film - did you get the money?"
"got it."
"Didn't make things difficult for you?"
"No. Rich people won't cause trouble if they can solve it with money." It's a bit like talking about others, and besides, the person sitting next to him is also a rich man. Zhou Mi couldn't help squinting to the side.
The light in the carriage was dim, the man folded his arms, leaned on the seat lazily, and closed his eyes.
Zhou Mi was afraid that continuing to talk would disturb people's rest, so he said to the phone: "I'll tell you when I come back, the phone is about to run out of battery. You tell Song Man to go to bed early, and keep an eye on her so that she doesn't let her play with the phone."
"She's already gone to bed."
"Well, I'll hang up first. Goodbye."
Zhou Mi opened the small chain satchel, and lightly threw the mobile phone into it. Putting the bag on his knees, he leaned back, turned his head to look out of the window, and after a while, straightened his body slightly, leaning his forehead against the glass.
The wind and snow outside filled the air, and the buildings and streetscapes seemed to be covered with a layer of semi-transparent sulfuric acid paper.
Her breath left a small cloud of mist on the glass, which she immediately wiped away. The window pane was cold, like a frozen block of ice.
From the east of the city to the west of the city, there is a long road at the top. I drive very slowly, and I don't see my destination for a long time.
When the car is driving in the snow, the sound of the engine running makes the space seem quieter. In this silence, Zhou Mi let the heater make the drowsiness in his bones come out, struggled for a long while, finally failed, and fell asleep with his head leaning against the glass window.
The sleep was also light, and I woke up suddenly. I thought I hadn't slept for long, and looked out the window, not far from my residence.
As the car approached the intersection, Zhou Mi said: "It's fine to park here, the small road inside is not easy to turn around."
The driver stopped the car as promised, and Zhou Mi thanked him.
Just when she was about to get up, she suddenly felt the person beside her sit up straight. She paused, thinking that he had something to say.
He just smiled, took out the note in the net pocket with his fingers, and leaned over to her.
When he approached, there was a burst of cold breath, and Zhou Mi's breathing stagnated for a while.
The next moment, he stretched out his arm and stuffed the banknote into her boot.
Zhou Mi was wearing a pair of chimney boots with wide openings.
The man's voice was full of laughter, but it made people feel that the smile was slightly cool, like a ray of wind at midnight, dull, and like the dew of the world.
He said: "Since Ms. Zhou is short of money, she can keep the fare for herself."
Humiliation, offense, or, simply teasing?
Their boundaries may not be so clear.
Zhou Mi's face was flushed instantly, and he was almost stunned.
After a long while, a pair of eyes still came alive, followed by expressions, which merged into a smiling face that couldn't fault it.
With a clear tone, he said calmly: "Then thank you, Mr. Tan.
She stretched out her hand and opened the car door. The wind picked up and she almost closed the door again.
The action became embarrassing.
It took a little more effort to push the door open. The snow on the road has piled up, stepping on it, it feels soft and fluffy to the touch.
After stepping on the boots, the hand was loosened, and the door was slammed shut by the wind, instantly cutting off the heating inside.
The car is still parked in place.
In the dark compartment, the man lit a cigarette, lowered the window, propped his elbows, and took a deep puff of the cigarette.
But his eyes were on the other side of the car window¡ª¡ª
The wind was blowing harder than before, and the branches on the side of the road fluttered violently, and they would be broken by the wind almost immediately.
Under the lamp, that thin figure walked quickly.
He didn't stop until he reached the intersection.
Afterwards, she bent down, and that action was to take out the money in the boot shaft.
After a while, he straightened up, raised his hand, and the pink banknote was swept into the snow by the wind, and disappeared in an instant.
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? 2 points comment within 48 hours to send a red envelope, thank you for your support ~ head refill ~ (remember this site URL: www.hlnovel.com)He lowered his waist, and that action was taking out the money in the boot.
After a while, he straightened up, raised his hand, and the pink banknote was swept into the snow by the wind, and disappeared in an instant.
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New year new opening.
Daily update at 12:00 noon every day¡ª¡ª
¡¾Demining¡¿
1. The protagonist is a prodigal son, he is not a good person, let¡¯s see if he can accept it~
2. There are a lot of old-fashioned clich¨¦s, you can discard the article at any time if you don¡¯t like it (but you don¡¯t need to notify me in the comment area, thank you¡ª¡ª
? 2 points comment within 48 hours to send a red envelope, thank you for your support ~ pen refill on the top of your head ~ (remember this site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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