The Road to Slaying God

"Far away?" The old man suspected.

"Just at Hotel xx, you know when you go."

Zhang Yang opened the door of the taxi and almost stuffed the old man. The old man was vomiting with depression. This was the suit he just bought. It cost him more than 10,000 yuan to buy the suit. Although the old man had a face when he paid the bill, Calm and calm, but my heart is bleeding.

After entering the hotel, the old man resumed his calm expression, and Ren Zhangyang slowly pulled him.

"Child, remember, calm down, calm down, no matter what happens, calm down is the most important thing!"

The old man patted Zhang Yang's head lightly, making Zhang Yang hate his teeth, but he had no choice but to pull in this hotel.

"Aunt Fei, who do you see?"

Zhang Yang rushed into the door, and the old woman was still sitting quietly in the chair, and Professor Na Lin was in a daze, staring at the cold dishes on the table.

When Zhang Yang pushed in the door, the old man walked in with a gentle look ...

Suddenly!

The air freezes, time stops, time is like ten thousand years, no, one million years is long, and Zhang Yang is excited to the zenith, the heart is beating, he never thought of this tender love waiting for Happy and happy because of him ...

No one knows how long, this is a long stare, as if two lightnings are entangled in the air, the chests of the elderly and women are rising and falling sharply, and the rising and falling can feel that their bodies are shaking .

"Are you alive ?!" the old man asked nonsense.

"I'm alive! What about you?" The old woman asked Zhang Yang to vomit blood, which is not the dialogue in Korean dramas at all.

"I live too, in fact, I know you live."

"Well, I believe you are alive!" The old woman nodded surely.

The old man did not flutter the ecstasy of imagination and flew over to hug the old woman, still standing at the door, beckoning gently to the woman, the woman's face rose with a touch of redness, and slowly stood up, slowly He walked over, hugged the old man's waist, and leaned his head on the dry chest of the old man, like a seventeen or eighteen girl, full of happiness and shy expression.

Looking at the two hugging each other, Zhang Yang felt a sore nose and a little confused eyes ...

Eighteen years of waiting!

Eighteen years watch!

Eighteen years of loneliness!

Eighteen years of persistence have finally paid off ...

"Zhang Yang."

"Oh ..." As Zhang Yang wiped his eyes, an inaudible voice reminded him of his ears. It seemed that the voice couldn't bear to break the old man's entanglement.

"If you change your mind, you can come to me. This is my address and phone number in the United States."

The old man handed Zhang Yang a business card and patted Zhang Yang's back gently, and left ... Zhang Yang couldn't see the old man's face, but he felt the old man's oldness and loneliness at that moment, the back, the vicissitudes, seemed, The body also became emaciated, and the old man gently walked sideways from the two who were embracing each other and disappeared outside the door ...

The advent of what love is?

One person's pain is better than three people's pain! Hey……

Zhang Yang shook her head and touched her sour nose, and immediately, turning sadness into appetite, sat on a chair and started to gobble up. This table-filled dish must not be wasted!

Although the dishes are already cold, Zhang Yang still eats with great interest.

"Are you full?"

"Ahh ..." Zhang Yang was suddenly shot by the old man, and the vegetables in his mouth were sprayed on the table.

"I'm full. I'm full."

Zhang Yang stood up and looked back, and saw the old woman nestled on the old man's body, and the old man looked at him with a smile.

"Take it, follow me back to the bookstore." The old man stepped out first and thoughtfully opened the door for the old woman. All the movements were natural and unpretentious, and the old woman waited just fine, as if the two men had The separation did not affect their tacit understanding.

When getting in the car, the old man took out the phone.

"Qi brother, I'm leaving."

After talking on the phone, the old man said something. There was no talking on the phone, and there was a silence. His open ears watching the night scene immediately raised his ears, so who is the seventh brother who has always interested him. After all, Xiao Yuanxing is so powerful All the characters must listen to Brother Qi, which is enough to arouse Zhang Yang's strong curiosity.

"When is it going?" Finally, after a few moments of silence, the phone talked, and no emotions could be heard, which seemed very plain.

"right now."

"Well, do you need money?"

"No, there has been some savings over the years."

"Well, well, you should retire too, good luck."

"Thank you!"

"No, you have been with me for so many years. It should be me thank you. Just like that, I have a call."

"Goodbye……"

...

The old man hung up the phone, everything was as plain as water, there were no secrets, and there were not too many words. It seemed that it was as simple as this, which made Zhang Yang very disappointed. I thought that I could know some secrets, and that would be the end of a few words.

The bookstore's roller shutter was not locked, and Zhang Yang hooked it, and the roller shutter slid up. After the three of them entered, the old man pulled the roller shutter down again.

After entering the bookstore, the old woman clearly started to get excited, lying on the old man's couch, gently stroking mo, as if stroking mo's dried chest.

The old woman was very meticulous. She didn't let go of anything. Whether it was a cup of tea or a worn red blanket covered by the old man, she carefully touched her. She even sniffed it with her nose in her chest. It seemed that she wanted Find here the lost time of more than ten years.

Suddenly, Zhang Yang felt that the old woman's weak body suddenly changed and became sharp, like a sword out of a sheath.

The old woman's gaze was like a woman seeing a diamond.

[Drinking and drinking was a mess, from 6pm yesterday to 2am, eating and drinking, bar drinking, ktv drinking, late night drinking ... Fortunately, there was no sacrifice for overbearing, but I vomited again and again ... I slept at home for three hours, and actually lost sleep. I always wanted to have a few beautiful women drinking, ***, just get up to code, tired ... sleep, see you at night! 】