Spring has passed and autumn has come, and it’s the harvest time of all things.
For Chu Yi, the arrival of autumn means the end of vacation and the beginning of a new round of schoolwork. That vacation of crazy study and training seemed like yesterday, but the moment I returned to campus, it was as if nothing had happened.
However, some pictures occasionally flashed before his eyes, such as the cold light of Sister Yao's training dagger that was about to cut through her body, or the principles and applications of war machinery that Fatty Yu woke him up every morning, and the wound seams that kept dancing on Lao Tang's fingertips. The needle silently passed through Chu Yi's nerves that had just relaxed. He was shocked and gesticulated hurriedly. When he came back to his senses, he found that he was already in an overly safe campus, and the people around him looked at him alone with no surprise. Be silly there.
Whenever this happens, Chu Yi always smiles awkwardly, but his body and heart don't dare to be careless at all. Those training methods and memories will always train him and protect him.
The days seemed to become calm again. The silver-haired boy grew up into a silver-haired young man inadvertently, and gradually gathered many friends around him. Many of them could not find any reason to be picky even with his telepathic talent.
Of course, there are still people who are hypocritical and cowardly, but the silver-haired young man who is used to accepting all kinds of people seems to have become accustomed to polite smiles, instead of taking them to heart stupidly.
It's just that it seems that I haven't seen my mother for a long time, and every time my father appears, he is in such a hurry. Whenever the silver-haired young man stared at the night in a daze, he could always feel that two relatives connected to him by blood were still looking up at the same starry sky.
Completing school was not a difficult task for Chu Yi, and the same was true for work-study studies. However, he was not short of money and had plenty of learning ability, but he preferred the dark time. He knows that there are many new challenges waiting for him in the bustling place. Inheriting his mother Laura's curiosity, Chu Yi prefers to work part-time to integrate into and learn from this society.
Restaurant waiter, musical instrument store assistant, bow dojo instructor... almost every month, the figure of the silver-haired young man will appear in another place. Although the meager salary is just a by-product of his study in society, every time a stack of salary comes to him When holding it in his hand, the joy of harvest always illuminates his heart.
For Chu Yi, there was only one small worry that bothered him. He once wanted to try to be a private car driver, so he took the driver's license test. He had been trained by the Reaper and it should have been very smooth. However, when it was his turn to take the road test, the memory of the previous training came back to him.
"The shrimp catcher..."
Accompanied by the noisy subwoofer, clutch, gear and accelerator on the coach car, almost instantly, the coach car, which had been abused by novices for seven or eight years, seemed to have returned to the days when it was young and delivering tofu in Akina Mountain. The accelerator was pushed eighty yards without a word, and the steering wheel moved flexibly on the suburban roads that were not spacious.
I don't know how long it lasted, half an hour or three quarters of an hour. It wasn't until Chu Yi's excitement dissipated a little and there were fewer cars on the road that he remembered, should he pull over and change?
"Ugh!" As soon as the car stopped, everyone except Chu Yi rolled out of the car and squatted on the roadside and vomited. Among them, the one who vomited the most was the road test instructor sitting next to him.
"Young man, you're driving so fast and you're rushing to reincarnate!" The road test instructor, who seemed to have vomited out bile from his breakfast, the first thing he said after he regained his breath was to sneer at Chu Yi.
"Boy, have you bought a car?"
"No."
"Do you have a private car at home?"
"nor."
Chu Yi thought about it and realized that dad's Jeep seemed to be a gift from the organization, so it couldn't be counted.
"Very good, I'll help you save money on buying a car in the future." The road test coach crossed out on the list of personnel and continued: "You have been blacklisted."
"Why? I didn't violate traffic laws just now, did I?" Chu Yi was not angry and quietly waited for the coach's next words.
"Young man, let me tell you, there was a brother who was in the army before. When he came back to me to get his driver's license, he did the same thing, and I blocked him." After a pause, he continued, "You guys You can drive a tank, but driving like this in the city is not to save people, but to kill people. I would rather never issue a driver's license again than bring trouble to the traffic police!"
After saying that, he pulled several other recovered students and left slowly, leaving the silver-haired young man standing there alone.
"You are such a disaster!"
After a long time, Chu Yi calmed down, called a car, and went back on his own.
The days went on, and the silver-haired young man's night job also continued. In the end, the silver-haired young man's constantly rotating work place was stuck in the bar, and it did not change for a long time. Not only because he found that he liked this place that was both real and fake, quiet and noisy, but he also found that he liked a person.
To be precise, she is a woman, an iceberg beauty, a regular at the bar, a woman who is incompatible with the mixed world of bars.
"A mojito with ice."
Every time, she would come here early, sit in the same seat, order the same glass of wine, arrive at the same time, and leave at the same time. Ask for a drink, pay the bill silently, never talk to others, never accept others' chats, just light a cigarette and relax there quietly.
"Is she waiting for someone? What kind of heartless bastard got this bad luck?" Chu Yi secretly glanced at the girl and couldn't help but be a little obsessed.
However, a bar is not a place where trouble will not come to you unless you cause trouble.
"Beauty, I see you've been here for a long time. We just opened a bottle of Hennessy in our booth. Why don't we play dice together?" A "professional elite" who looked like he had just gotten off work and was still wearing a suit came to strike up a conversation. . However, Chu Yi didn't think highly of him anyway, because this was already the third fool to test the waters tonight.
Shaking his head, the silver-haired young man continued to adjust the cocktail in his hand quickly while looking at the corner of the bar with his peripheral vision. Like the previous losers, the iceberg beauty ignored this elite. Her attention never left the mojito.
The professional elite who waited for a long time without receiving any reply seemed a little annoyed. Under the stimulation of his companions and the alcohol, he quietly threw a stack of money in front of the woman's bar, suppressed his anger, and whispered to her : "Come with me for a walk, the money is yours, don't embarrass me in front of my friends."
However, the iceberg beauty didn't seem to notice the thickness of the stack of money at all, and just stared blankly at the cup of mojito that was knocked over by the stack of money. After thinking about it, she reached for the stack of money. Before the professional elite had time to breathe a sigh of relief, they saw the woman take out the top bill and put it on the bar.
"A glass of mojito with ice." Her cold voice was so pleasant that Chu Yi even had to trot to grab the thin banknote.
"No need to give change." This was the second sentence Chu Yi heard from the iceberg beauty. It was obvious that these harsh words fell into the ears of the professional elite and were the last straw that broke their sanity.
"You bitch, why are you pretending to be noble when you come out to show off!"
The slap from the professional elite caught everyone present off guard. With the huge force, the iceberg beauty was violently knocked to the ground.
Chu Yi was very angry when he saw the little girl he liked being knocked to the ground. However, before he could leave the bartender's position, the little girl had already stood up and walked back to her seat. There was no grievance or anger on her face, just as cold as ever. , but when everyone thought that the little girl would sit down and sit down, she took out the overturned glass of mojito, and at a tricky angle, she threw the drink and the glass over the man's face.
"Snapped!"
It wasn’t just the mojito glass that was ruined, but also the pretty face of the professional elite and his shiny black suit.
"Come and help me!"
Covering his scratched face, he could no longer care about his appearance, and his top priority was to invite his friends to come over and support the occasion.
Soon, the iceberg beauty was surrounded by five men and forced to the corner of the bar. However, the woman was not afraid. The broken empty beer bottle in her right hand was her confidence.
"You bastard, you're looking for death!" One of the yellow hairs carried a beer bottle and rushed forward, ready to hit him hard. The little girl also put on a defensive posture. She was not just waiting for death, but no one noticed. The silver-haired bartender In his hand, there was an extra billiard cue.
"Boom!" Accompanied by a dull impact, Huang Mao's forward figure stopped abruptly. Just above the woman's left shoulder, a billiard cue was inserted straight into Huang Mao's mouth. Judging from the depth of the insertion, , Huang Mao’s two front teeth will definitely not be saved.
"Whose dog has such a bad mouth? It should be beaten!"
Naturally, it was Chu Yi who spoke up. During that crazy training holiday, Sister Chunxiang taught him the use of various weapons, from human weapons to cold weapons, from cold weapons to modern weapons. Chu Yi systematically studied them over and over again. , using a billiard cue as a spear is not a problem.
"Rednecks, don't cause trouble!"
The professional elite did not expect this to happen, and there was a hint of vibrato in his words.
"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!" Chu Yi struck out as fast as lightning, stabbing four times in a row, hitting the center of his eyebrow with the gun. This was the "countryman's" answer to him. Four social figures who were arrogant a second ago The elites were knocked unconscious to the ground. Soon, the belated security guards dragged them to the back door and threw them into the garbage.
"Thank you!" After taking the newly prepared mojito from Chu Yi, the iceberg beauty thanked her, her voice no longer as cold as before. But she stopped just after taking a sip, and her eyebrows wrinkled.
"A bit sweet?" Chu Yi asked proactively.
"kindness."
"Sweetness is relaxing."
"Yeah." The little girl hesitated and decided to continue drinking the mojito.
Not long after, it was almost time for her to leave, and the number of customers was already sparse. Chu Yi had already packed everything up in advance.
"Can you give me a few minutes?" Secretly carrying the guitar left by the resident singer at the bar, the silver-haired young man said before the iceberg beauty pulled out her wallet.
She thought for a while and said nothing. She just sat back and waited for Chu Yi's next words.
Clacking the strings with his left hand and plucking the strings with his right hand, the silver-haired boy used the guitar skills he learned in the musical instrument store. Soon, a fiery flamenco song, accompanied by Chu Yi's young love, poured out between his fingers, filling the last moment before the bar closed.
This was the silver-haired young man's first performance. Due to nervousness, he accidentally played several wrong notes.
I wonder if the person on the other side understands? Chu Yi wiped a little sweat from the tip of his nose. Chu Yi looked straight at the iceberg beauty opposite and was lost in thought thinking about this question.
"My name is Gu Yue. Please make tomorrow's mojito sweeter."
And while Chu Yi was stunned, the iceberg beauty opposite had already left. Chu Yi vaguely remembered that she seemed to have left such a sentence behind when she left.
"Is this love?" The silver-haired young man tilted his chin and smiled even more stupidly.
