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(by the car window in the evening
that is about to pass away
strange lights
? move in the distance
——Xi Li's "A Rose": "Come with the Water")
twenty-three
Joan hurried home with a fearless attitude.
Out of dislike for Zhang Han, instead of taking a taxi, she boarded a bus that just stopped.
She imagined that Zhang Han would slap her when she entered the dooror, to be more extreme, he would throw a bottle of sulfuric acid on her face——
She subconsciously stroked her face, which was smooth and moist. She is more satisfied with this face than she was when she was a girl, because only now, she thinks she is really beautiful, with a unique brilliance and charm.
She has secrets that no one else can share, and her body and soul have become poetry these days.
"I know I need to be in love,
i know i've wasted too much time.
i know i ask perfection of
a quite imperfect world
And fool enough to think that's what i'll find"
Women must love, otherwise women are vulgar and weak.
They are shallow and dull - if they have no feelings.
Only by loving and being loved can women be transformed, become flowers and music, and become beautiful existence and symbols. The beauty and wisdom of women also grow in love.
"Yes, I know, I understand, I need to be loved"
She bit her lip, tears rolling down her face. In the bus, everyone standing in front of her was watching her.
She just wept like no one else.
A young man pulled the handle of the suspension ring on the car roof, moved forward, leaned over and asked her softly: "Miss, do you need help?"
This is a clean and handsome boy with a Zhejiang accent, his hair is perfectly unruffled, he wears a short-sleeved shirt but a tie, and holds a brand new briefcase in his hand.
"Thank you!" She waved her hand to this "fresh person" who had just entered the society.
When she was about to get off the car, the "fresh man" quickly took out a business card and handed it over: "Miss, if you need anything, please call me!"
She picked it up politely, put it in her handbag without looking at it.
When I got home, I was surprised to see my son drawing on the dining table.
"Mom, are you off work?" the son asked.
"Ah. You didn't go to kindergarten this afternoon? Where's Dad?"
"Dad picked me up and asked me to wait for you at home. He said he had to go out to do something."
"What else did he say?"
"No. But he smashed the coffee table!"
The glass on the coffee table in front of the sofa was indeed cracked.
Zhang Han is a man full of strength. So where did he go?
She suddenly felt suspicious, picked up the phone and dialed——
No one answered Luo Zi's phone call. He may have left home. His cell phone was also off.
The microphone fell from Joan's hand
twenty four
After Joan left, Luo Zi did not return to the office.
He doesn't want to talk about his own problems in the office, it's other people's business that others want to discuss.
He was depressed to the extreme.
In fact, when Joan came to his studio for the first time, he knew that he would soon sit on the crater and be swallowed by the rolling red flow of lava at some point.
He called Chen Heng, the director of the research office.
On the phone, Luo Zi seemed to hear the minister's fleshy palm slapped on the table—the minister's office and research room are in a corridor, and the study of his rigorous work style has long since permeated the entire staff of the agency Among the words and deeds, and formed a special atmosphere of the agency.
"You have to come back anyway!" Chen Heng said.
Chen Heng finally understood him, and knew that he was a person who was not afraid to pay any price.
But Luo Zi didn't know it himself. In fact, he needed a friend very much now, and needed to share his experiences and feelings with someone he could trust.
Men are like this, they can revel, drink and have fun, but they will not share their emotional secrets with others; they can sacrifice for their own behavior, and they will not easily betray and deny themselves.
So in comparison, women who are noisy and nagging are always easier to get rid of.
Then, he went to the "Bullet Casing" bar, where he drank alone.
&nbs??Sound, he is the wisest person in the 20th century and a cultural hero in Luo Zi's mind. Russell said: "To be able to look at the present at any time as having passed away, and to examine what elements it contains will add to the store of eternal wealth of world history, and will survive and survive after we and our whole generation have disappeared. Vitality—this is the best thing. From this point of view, all human experience is transformed, and everything that is dirty or personal is purged. As we grow in wisdom , the treasury of all ages will unfold before our eyes; and we will learn more and more to know and love those whose sacrifices made all this wealth our own. By contemplating these great lives, one A mystical synesthesia—like the music of an invisible chorus that fills our souls—will gradually become possible. The tones of the heroes still call us from the depths of the past.
Thoughts may be very profound for thinkers, but thoughts are very simple for ordinary people, and it will not be unique to a certain person or a certain type of people. This is the reason why Luo Zi loves to communicate with people from all walks of life. In many cases, he appreciates their intuitive judgment on the right and wrong of principles, and their realistic choice attitude.
For example, he and Alin who are very different from him in age.
History is history itself, it is the affairs of the people in the past, and there is no shadow in the hearts of the Alins.
Therefore, they can have a more free way of interpreting history and real life. They love fashion and money, are obsessed with Rhodes and Kelly Kim, and occasionally throw themselves into performance art.
What is valuable is that Roz can join them in searching for the "mysterious synaesthesia" that Russell called from time to time.
twenty five
After Luo Zi drank all the wine on the table, he saw the ropes, wooden frames, and felt hats on the wall of the bar, dancing like floating in space.
He smiled, grabbed his hat and put it on his head, and went out.
A taxi slid right in front of him.
He opened the door and sat in, but didn't notice that there were two men in the back seat of the car. They were both wearing rain hats with the brims pressed down very low.
The driver looked at the front indifferently, and Luo Zi felt that his face was familiar.
He reached out and patted the driver on the shoulder: "Dude, wherever you want"
His tongue was a little numb, his headache was severe, his body was weak, and he still had a little strength, just enough to roll down the car window.
The seat belt is only put on the left arm for appearance.
"Oh hoo——"
The taxi was driving at a high speed, and the wind was whistling through the car windows. Luo Zi screamed excitedly, sticking his head and hands into the wind.
The wind beat against his face, which made him wake up a little bit, and saw that the car had come to the expressway around the city.
At the same time, he also felt two silent men behind him staring at the back of his head intently.
At an exit ahead, the taxi turned into an orchard.
"Dude, which way are you playing?"
Roz muttered.
No one paid any attention to him.
In an instant, he understood his situation.
Zhang Han has already parked the car.
"Brother, you can do whatever you want, but if you don't kill me, please don't hurt my hand." He said.
The man in the back seat got out of the car, opened the door and dragged him out. Then another punch hit him in the face, and he felt his head turn to wood from the blow.
Luo Zi was beaten so darkly by three men that he was dizzy, and the blood from his nostrils and mouth made his chest wet. In excruciating pain, he heard the sound of bones breaking inside his body.
"This is a warning to you for stealing food!" The little man among the three said to him.
They finally got tired and took a rest.
Zhang Han kicked Luo Zi on the ground and said: "We won't kill you, you can go to the police."
Before getting into the car, he looked at Luo Zi who was tired and unconscious on the ground, and laughed: "Come on, you will definitely die here, let us call the police for you!"
He motioned to the little man, and the little man turned on his cell phone and dialed.
Roz was thrown into the ditch by the orchard.
They got into a taxi, and the red taxi drove away from the orchard and disappeared on the highway in a blink of an eye. (Remember the 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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