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Article 10 Freedom of Bats (2)

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    He and she, the two faces have the same color and texture, they are the kind of faces that often appear in the same picture and in the same light.  His face is clear and handsome, with a dreamy face reminiscent of a soft and pure beach.  Her face is delicate, and her skin is closer to the natural ivory color.

    The same expression, the same grace, the same fragility, with the same vague apprehension, from the same soul, oozes from their faces, like the fluff on the trunk of a springtime tree, blown by the breeze, and cannot be dissipated  .  This worry made their expressions really covered with fine fluff.

    They have long legs, long hands, long necks, and graceful lines. They wear flannel casual suits, black and gray for men, and pink gray for women.  Anyone can see that they are a perfect couple, not like real people, but more like anime hero and heroine.  It's just that their expressions are somewhat indifferent and sad.

    Among the crowd at the bus stop, they are pale and lonely, like fish in cold water, like night birds forced to be exposed, cramped, restless, out of tune with the surrounding environment.  They hugged each other tightly, their heads and necks intertwined, and they spoke occasionally, but in low voices. Others could not tell where they were from, or even their nationality.

    Those middle school students who were drinking bubble milk tea naturally surrounded them and made all kinds of guesses. The boys hooked the girls' necks and even imitated their expressions.  In the eyes of children, he and she are a scene of silent street drama.

    A few wage earners dragging snakeskin bags shy away from them with inferiority, stood a little distance away from them, and turned their heads curiously.

    A short-haired female student guessed that they were from the nearby theater.  As soon as she finished speaking, her companions applauded.  The short-haired female students hissed, not allowing their companions to disturb them.  She further deduced that they were the male and female protagonists in a new play at the Grand Theater.

    "The Bat! Yes, they are the bats!"

    The students screamed in surprise.

    Many years ago, the Grand Theater staged a play called "Butterfly", and this "Bat" is more exciting and popular than "Butterfly", with more bold breakthroughs.  Its script was adapted after it was imported from London.  It is said that it is a tragedy that has just been discovered by Shakespeare. The original play tells the story of a young artist who is restrained by a noble lady in the upper class, and struggles bravely to pursue true love.  This story, which has been continuously introduced in the entertainment section of newspapers recently, fits the audience's psychology of consuming male sex.  The newspaper said that the director who bought the show was stubborn, tried his best to push back on serious discussions, and spent a lot of money.

    The newspaper also said that the show will be planning a world tour, and the script of the TV series of the same name has also been prepared, and many investors have caught up with it, and it will be ready to shoot soon.

    The students were very excited, because a few years ago, when they were children, "Butterfly" rejected the young audience, which made their teeth itch.  Now, they agreed together that they must watch "The Bat" this weekend!

    The children first pulled the hook, and then made a gesture of victory.  Then, they quickly took out their notebooks and asked them to sign them.

    "Hush¡ª" the beautiful short-haired female student stopped her companions: "Don't bother them, okay?"

    The students immediately retreated obediently and obediently, giving them a wide world.  And they are still like two bats that have lost their habitat, sticking as close as possible to each other as much as possible.

    The students were envious and pious, and they took out their mobile phones to shoot them as silently as possible.

    When the bus stopped, students and wage earners rushed to the door, as if they wanted to escape, to avoid the smog all over the world.

    They were motionless.  Their surroundings became more open, and the haze rose, becoming gray clouds covering high-rise buildings, spreading towards the riverside, where the city's core business district took shape.

    After the smog, the cold wind blowing over their ears was extraordinarily clean.

    They backed off a bit and waited for the taxi.

    There seems to be never enough taxis in this city. There are too many people taking taxis. There are newcomers on the road one after another. In a hurry, they rush ahead of them, stop the taxi in a hurry, and quickly open the door to get in.

    They are always preempted by others and stay where they are, unknowingly, accompanying the passage of time.

    Occasionally, his and her arms would slip off each other's shoulders due to numbness.  At this time, they become two lonely fish with no one to rely on.

    They fantasized about a car coming from the sky.

    The car comes from the sky, so you don't have to take this realistic path.

    This avenue has 6 lanes in the east and west directions, and a total of 12 lanes.  Then, the car that got on that day can take the 13th lane.  As for going to?Out of the car window I saw was darkness, and there were fashion advertisements trying to cover up the darkness.  This is 100 meters deep underground, the world is only dark and full of coldness.

    He thought of something to talk to: "Guess a mystery - 'the two meet in the car by chance', type one word."

    She thought for a while, and frowned slightly: "If we meet in the car by chance, one of them must get off first."

    None of them liked the mystery.

    Can't see the scenery outside the window, they just look at others.

    The passengers in the carriage sat upright and looked at the faces of the opposite seats. Everyone breathed in unison, dressed neatly, looked serious, and there was no deviation from each other.  People are like going somewhere in a group, getting something they want, or an order they don't want but have to take.

    There is a kind of forced depression in their numb expressions.

    He grasped the ring on his head tightly, wrapped her in his arms with one hand, and her head slowly dropped to his neck.

    With their eyes closed, they felt the warmth of each other's shoulders, imagining that the train had already driven to the countryside full of green trees and thorns.  And those people on the bus, in their imagination, their expressions and clothes also changed, and they put on different costumes as the environment changed.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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