Journey to another world in the subway

Chapter 180 Jealous
"Anyone here?"

Sasha was carelessly poking hot mushrooms with a fork, and shivered suddenly.

The green-eyed musician stood next to her with a plate.

Su Mengfan didn't know where to go, so his seat was vacant.

"Have."

"There is always a solution!" He put down his plate, and before Sasha protested, he playfully grabbed the stool under the empty table next to him and sat down on Sasha's left.

"If that person comes back, I didn't invite you to come and sit." She warned him first.

"Uncle will scold you?" The musician winked at her self-righteously, "Let me introduce myself first, Leon Olde."

"He's not my uncle." Sasha felt all the blood rushing to her cheeks.

"Not your uncle? Then he is your brother." Leonid stuffed his mouth full, and his eyebrows twitched in surprise.

"You're very brazen," she pointed out.

"I am a person who will not give up until I achieve my goal." He raised his fork and said in a lecturing tone.

"You're too confident." Sasha smiled.

"I don't trust anyone, but a little bit of myself," he mumbled, chewing.

Su Mengfan came back, stood behind the uninvited young man, grimaced in dissatisfaction, and sat silently on his stool.

"Sasha, don't you think it's crowded?" He asked Sasha jealously, without even looking at the musicians.

"Sasha!" The musician repeated her name exaggeratedly, without interrupting the interaction with the plate, "Nice to meet you, my name is Leonid."

"Sean Rich Alcorn." Su Mengfan frowned and looked at him, "What piece are you playing today? It sounds familiar..."

"It's not surprising, I've been playing here for three days," he answered, sped up the last few words, "It's my own creation."

"You wrote it yourself?" Sasha pushed the plate aside. "What's the name of the piece?"

"Nothing." Leonid shrugged. "I haven't thought about giving it a name. Besides, how can a melody be summed up in letters? What's the point?"

"Very beautiful." The girl admired, "Extraordinary beauty."

"I could be named after you," said the musician, unhurriedly. "You deserve it."

"No." She shook her head, "Let it have no name. No name is also very meaningful."

"If I dedicate this piece of music to you, it will have a special meaning." He laughed, then suddenly choked and coughed uncontrollably.

"Are you ready?" Su Mengfan picked up Sasha's dinner plate and stood up, "We should go, please forgive me, we have to go..."

"It's okay! I'm full too. Please allow me to give this girl a ride."

"We're leaving here." Su Mengfan's voice raised a few degrees.

"Great! I'm leaving too. I'm going to Dubrynin Station." The musician put on an innocent expression, "Aren't we on the way?"

"By the way." Sasha didn't expect herself to answer like this. She tried not to look at Su Mengfan, but only stared at Leonid.

There was an air of levity about him, and a hint of good-natured irony.

It seems that he is a little boy who practiced martial arts with a tree branch, and he always gave others a light and painless sword. You can't be angry with him, and you can't be serious.

But Su Mengfan didn't want to be like this. Although there are many people and strength, he really doesn't want someone to follow him and Sasha, and that person has other ideas about Sasha.

I wanted to refuse, but I didn't expect Sasha to agree to the musician's drop-in, so I couldn't continue to say anything.

Because you can see that Sasha loves the wonderful music.
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Everything starts with music and nothing else.

This devilish boy is like a mousetrap, using his exquisite flute to capture innocent hearts one by one, and using his talent to destroy the girls he has not conquered one by one.

He tried to capture Alexandra, Su Mengfan even knew what he would do!
It was very difficult for Su Mengfan to swallow his crude jokes, and after a while they would be on his throat again.

The thing that made Su Mengfan deeply irritated was that he managed to get the stubborn Hansa leader to agree that the three of them would go to Dubrynin along the ring tunnel without any documents!

The station master was a well-dressed man with a cockroach-like beard, and the musician walked into his office with a box full of bullets, and came out smiling after a while.

Su Mengfan had to admit that he was very talented in diplomacy—the rail car they took when they came to Pavilets disappeared in the sedimentation tank together with Hunter, and it would take a week to go around the distance.

Su Mengfan remained vigilant no matter what. A performer gave up a good place to make money for him. Just for Sasha, he took all his savings and bid farewell to Pavilets and got into the tunnel. , What an impulsive decision.

For young people, the impulse to send samples may be called love, but in Su Mengfan's view, it is a series of not serious intentions and the inertia of quickly conquering others.

Su Mengfan seems to have gradually become a resentful woman, but he has reasons to be vigilant and jealous.

He was so worried that his miraculously recovered muse would go away with a mariachi!
In his own novel, the musician is a completely redundant character, he did not prepare his place, but he dragged his own stool and sat brutally in the middle.

Is there no one left on the huge surface of the earth?
Accompanied by three guards, the three of them were not far from Dubrynin Station.

That box of bullets was well used, making the wildest fantasies come true.

The girl who had been happily talking about her journey on the ground just now stopped chattering and became melancholy.

"Is there anyone alive outside of the Moscow Ring Road?" Su Mengfan said vaguely, "Do you wanderers also face answering this question?"

"Of course there are people." Leonid declared confidently, "It's just because the communication is cut off, so I can't contact you!"

"I heard that somewhere outside Nagaqiannuo Station, someone was secretly entering a tunnel that everyone was very curious about." Su Mengfan began to say. "

"The tunnel seems very ordinary, with a diameter of 6 meters. What's special is that there are no steel rails inside. This tunnel was dug at a depth of 40 to 50 meters underground, extending to the east..."

"Is this the same tunnel leading to the underground bunker in the Ural Mountains?"

Leonid interrupted him, "This is a personal experience of a person. It is said that he discovered this tunnel by accident, and when he came back, he brought a lot of food and..."

(End of this chapter)