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Chapter 142: Let's play a game

night.

The moon is as cool as water.

Just after eleven o'clock, the next door was already humming and whining.

Like a little wild cat.

Sun Wen lay on his bed and turned over irritably, picked up the pillow and covered it on his head, closed his eyes and tried to force his sleep.

The sound insulation of the broken hotel is too poor, so you have to find a stable place to stay.

Fortunately, the cat's meow lasted for a short while, and it was not even known whether it had stopped for five minutes. He laughed in his heart and seized the opportunity to fall asleep quickly.

Otherwise, it will be lively after twelve o'clock.

I just started to feel a little sleepy when the other side seemed to be affected by the sound just now, and I began to hum early.

"Grass!"

Sun Wen sat up and grabbed his hair, clenched his fists and wanted to knock on the wall, but when he arrived at the wall, he stopped moving.

Isn't this what the hotel does?

He just had a good and normal activity, but he was more inappropriate in living in this small place with greed for cheapness.

After sitting back on the bed in a depressed manner, Sun Wen took the clothes at the head of the bed, put on his wallet and cell phone, opened the door and left the residence.

At around 11 o'clock in the evening, there were almost no people on the street. Only cars in groups of three or three in the middle of the road drove by quickly, and the lights flashed away.

Wandering aimlessly on the road, the summer night was breeze, Sun Yat-sen looked up at the stars in the sky, then looked down at his shadow, and a feeling of loneliness appeared in his heart.

Luocheng said it was big or small, and he stayed here for six years in college.

Now there is no place to live.

A trace of thought of going home appeared in his heart, and he immediately stopped him - what can I do when I go home?

The village finally found a college student from a key university and went back in shame to inherit the land of three cents?

So why did you study hard?

If you stay here, you will have a chance, so what can you do when you go back?

During the busy farming season, I went to work in the fields before dawn, and I didn’t go back to eat and sleep when I couldn’t see anything at night. During the slack farming season, I visited and played cards everywhere, and occasionally went to the city to do some small work...

When I get to have a blind date and have a wife, I have a child, and then I hope the child can walk out of that mountain valley...

When Sun Wen thought of this, he couldn't help but pull the corners of his mouth. Instead of living a life that can be seen at a glance, he would rather starve to death in Luocheng.

It is not easy to take root here, you have to work hard.

The convenience store in front was still open, so he walked in and looked at the shelves, "A bag of Nanjing and a lighter."

"Hello, fourteen."

"Give."

Sun Wen paid the money and walked out of the store, took a deep breath.

Perhaps because he hadn't smoked for too long, this breath made him feel a little dizzy. He stood there and shook it a few times, closed his eyes and calmed down before he stood firm again and slowly let out a breath of smoke.

When starting a family and starting a business, who is ahead and who is behind?

He was a little confused when he looked at the drifting smoke.

Although the salary is not small now, it is far from enough for him, an outsider, to take root in Luocheng. The housing price alone makes people feel desperate.

So change must be made.

I hope she can wait until then...ah.

After smoking a cigarette, Sun Yat-sen threw away the cigarette butt and crushed it with his feet. He looked around and thought about it before walking to his right.

I remember there was a bar over there, and I went to have a drink and then went back to sleep.

After walking for more than twenty minutes, I didn't find the bar, but instead found a clear bar. He hesitated and walked in, but he drank anywhere.

Qing Bar is also called a casual bar, mainly based on light music. It does not have the excitement and passion of ordinary bars, warm tones and soothing music, and looks more like a cafe.

Find a side to sit down, Sun Yat-sen looked at the decoration and environment of the store, and suddenly felt satisfied. He is now more suitable for being alone, rather than being noisy.

He stroked his fingers twice on the menu, and he looked up and greeted: "Come on a high-quality cup."

"How high should it be?" the bartender at the bartender shook his glass and asked, "The tallest?"

"A little worse than the highest."

The bartender made an OK gesture, picked a few moments from a pile of wine, and started to operate.

It was midnight at this time, and there were not many customers in the store, and they were scattered in groups of three or three and whispering to their companions. There were only three people sitting in front of the bar.

Sun Yat-sen was not interested in greeting others, nor did he mean to make new friends. They sat on one side and thought about their own affairs, silently without saying anything.

The bartender had a job of chatting with bored guests. After a few words, he saw that Sun Yat-sen was not very sensible, so he didn't bother him anymore and wiped his tools with a soft cloth.

The strong wine entered his throat and burned into his stomach with a burning sprout. Sun Wen paused for a while before he let out a long sigh.

not bad.

"Little handsome guy, drink alone?"

As the sound rang out, a faint fragrance floated into Sun Yat-sen's nose. He turned his head to look at a woman with long red hair next to him had just settled down.

A long red dress and red high heels, her makeup is exquisite, her flaming red lips and hair color complement each other, and she looks like a red fire, full of temptation.

"One person." Sun Wen looked at her up and down for a moment before nodding and responding without saying anything, he picked up the cup and took another sip.

Judging from this, I should be looking for someone to chat with?

"Together?"

Sure enough, the woman leaned back here, her eyes flashing and staring at him.

"Just drink a little, is there a difference between them and not them?" Sun Wen shook his head.

"What a person drinks is a stuffy wine."

"Where are those two?"

"Two people can relieve their boredom." She smiled and put the cup towards Sun Wen and touched it gently, "Isn't it?"

"I just want to sleep well and not be bored." Sun Wen chuckled and refused.

"Your eyebrows are almost twisted..." The woman said halfway, and saw Sun Wen frowning, and turned around and said, "Can you help me relieve my boredom?"

After being rejected twice, she still had no intention of being angry, just smiled slightly.

Sun Wen looked at her for a moment, raised his cup and signaled, "This is the cup."

Whether it is a bar or a bar, it is a place to have fun.

He took a sip of wine, put down his glass and sighed.

He is so out of place in hotels, here, and even in Luocheng.

"How to solve it?" he asked.

As long as you don’t pull him to play one-night stand, you can do whatever you want and go back to bed after drinking this drink.

"How to explain what, just chat." The woman shook her glass gently, holding a wine glass, and her eyes turned around on him, "Are you a fitness coach?"

"No." Sun Wen shrugged, "It's like this when you exercise occasionally."

"What do you do?"

"Artist."

"Oh?" she was surprised, "can't tell."

"Many people say this." Sun Yat-sen continued to shrugg, "But I am indeed a painter."

She noticed Sun Wen's actions and blinked at him, "It seems you don't want to talk much."

"It's okay, I'll help you to relieve your boredom."

"This is not going to be solved." She swayed her wine glass and took a sip. Her lips were wet with red wine, making her look more and more rosy. "Why not play a game."

"..." Sun Wen pondered for a moment, "Yes."
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