Chapter 073 Sishang's new comic, wasteland theme(1/2)
"Do you have something to be overwhelmed?"
Immediately, Si Sheng cut his eyes over.
The leaking wind blew the hair on my forehead, and Ling Xize slowly added: "Squatting here to watch the fireworks in the middle of the night, and you are cold and cold. You don't have this interest."
As soon as he poked it, Si Sheng raised his eyebrows.
She was also quite helpless, "Someone asked me to squat over the fireworks, I don't know what the hell was doing."
"Who?"
Ling Xize narrowed his eyes, and a sharp light flashed in his eyes.
After pausing, Si Sheng thought about how to introduce it, but he didn't think about it. Finally, he answered him perfunctorily: "A friend."
His eyes moved slightly, Ling Xize resisted the urge to ask directly, looked away, and spoke casually, "Where is that person?"
"I don't know, I didn't ask."
Si Sheng answered lazily, stretched out a long straight leg and stretched it forward, then took out his cell phone and glanced at the time.
It's still more than ten minutes away.
She chatted with Ling Xize all the time, and in the next time, she cleaned up all the candy and fried chestnuts from the paper bag.
Ling Xize wanted to get up and throw away the garbage. Si Sheng suddenly grabbed the clothes and fabric on his arms. When he turned around, the bag in his hand had been pulled away.
The next moment, Si Sheng raised his hand and the bag was thrown up.
Once the smooth parabola arrives, it slides down into the trash can.
Si Sheng didn't even look at it. The moment the bag fell, she stood up, turned her head, and urged Ling Xize, "It's time, go."
After staying in the trash can for two seconds, Ling Xize withdrew his gaze meaningfully, then stood up and followed her.
One before and one after.
As soon as they left the alley, they heard the noise in the distance. The two of them looked up slightly and saw light spots rising from the night sky, exploding at the top.
The colorful fireworks are clustered together in bunches, exploded all over the sky, colorful and fleeting.
The wind blew, confusing her eyes. Ling Xize tilted his head slightly, and in his vision was Si Sheng's side face. His skin was fair and delicate, coated with an illusory hazy edge of light. The colorful light flashed and disappeared, shining in his eyes, reflecting a stream of light.
As if he noticed something, his dark pupils moved slightly, and Si Sheng suddenly tilted his head.
By chance, it collided with his sight.
There is a sea of stars in her eyes, which is bottomless, black and bright, and contains the power that makes people devilish.
Ling Xize did not look away, and gently curled the corners of his lips, with a calm expression, saying, "Happy New Year."
The voice that was blown by the wind was a little hoarse.
"Happy New Year."
Si Sheng chuckled, free and natural.
In the gorgeous brilliance, she is as beautiful as a scroll, and the night view of the city and the brilliant fireworks have become her foil.
As the words finished, the phone ringtone rang.
When she turned out her phone, Ling Xize glanced at the notes quietly—
Boss An.
He picked up his finger and answered it. Si Sheng reluctantly sent his phone to his ear and fed it.
"Happy New Year. Have you seen it?"
Boss An's voice was as smiling as ever.
"Yes." Si Sheng looked up into the distance, and the black eyes were filled with bursts of fireworks, which were boring. "Besides fancy, what's the use of it-"
The voice came to an abrupt end.
Realizing something, Ling Xize looked into the night sky by the river.
The fireworks feast is coming to an end. With a bang, many fireworks rushed into the night sky. The light of different depths and heights formed a visible pattern at the moment of blooming.
Dandelion.
The ripe dandelions have half of the seeds, and the other half is scattered, scattered one by one in the vast and endless night sky, as if they are about to float to the distance.
Baixiaotang's logo: Dandelion.
With one person's strength, you can't compete with everything.
Therefore, each member is a seed, which takes root and sprouts in the place where it takes root, one after another, closely connected and gathers into a network.
They are ordinary;
They are everywhere.
They have done trivial things and also done grand and grand things.
Many times, a complete piece of information may be due to hundreds of people working.
Along with the blooming dandelions, Boss An's voice came from his phone, "Happy New Year, Master," said Mr. An.
I narrowed my eyes slightly and opened it immediately. A smile was rippling, like the lake reflecting the sun, moon and stars, and even the light was broken into scattered stars.
"So capable," Si Sheng smiled, "I'm so poor that I can't get rid of the pot. I still spend so much money, and I want to give up?"
"We have no money, but we have a lot of people." Boss An also laughed, "Relying on the strength of the masses, we didn't spend a single point."
"oh?"
Si Sheng was slightly surprised.
"The venue depends on favors and face, and it is easy to do. Even publicity is free."
"Where are the fireworks?"
Boss An said slowly: "There is an old craftsman who makes fireworks in Xiangcheng. He has retired. I heard that you are the new hall master and you will give you a big gift without saying a word. The fireworks were made for free by him and his apprentices. I heard that you have done him a big favor before?"
"……ah."
After thinking for a while, Si Sheng responded after realizing it.
In the field of vision, the last bit of fireworks turned into ashes, scattered in the night sky, returning to a cold and darkness.
The dazzling scene just now looked like an illusion in Nan Ke’s dream.
Put the phone back in your pocket, and your fingers are so cold that your bones hurt.
"Ling Xize."
Si Sheng turned sideways and happened to meet Ling Xize's inquiry gaze. She smiled, "Do you know who made this firework?"
"Um?"
Ling Xize was confused.
Si Sheng said: "We caught the criminal overnight that day and finally the suspect was cleared of the charge."
They waited overnight and successfully caught the criminal, and the stolen person was captured. Therefore, they cleared the suspicion of a firework craftsman at that time.
The unexpected answer surprised Ling Xize slightly.
He asked, "Is this fireworks for you?"
Looking at him with a smile, Si Sheng took the conversation lazily, "I'm giving it to us, I'll have one for you."
Send it to us.
I have one.
An unspeakable emotion hit my heart, as if something was knocking violently in my heart, alarming a wave of waves, and it was difficult to calm down for a long time.
Like that day—
The sunlight shines through the clouds, and the hazy clouds are pushed aside in a corner.
After finishing the transcript, they left the police station and were exhausted all night. She bought two pancakes on the side of the cold and bleak road, and threw one of them to him.
She said: "Thanks to you this night, I paid for it with breakfast."
Understand.
She never stings with her glory, and naturally pulls you into a kind of person.
"It's over, are you going back?"
A voice pulled back Ling Xize's thoughts.
Si Sheng put his hands in his pocket, tilted his head, looked up, and the corners of his lips were gently raised.
The next moment, without waiting for Ling Xize to think too much, he subconsciously pulled his legs and followed his superior Sheng's pace.
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In a villa, the second floor bedroom.
Zero.
To be continued...