How did Xiao Ming die?

"Who are you?" I asked him.

The red-haired teenager continued to ignore my question, as I expected.

But he is not silent.

He raised his right hand, and scattered snow fell on his hand.

I believe that with the temperature of his palm, the snow flakes can be melted in an instant.

But no, a few snowflakes condensed together and formed a dendrite the size of half a thumb belly.

Small and crystal clear.

He said, "It's snowing..."

It's snowing... This line was also said by the man in the suit.

"There is another person who is very similar to me, do you know him?"

As soon as I finished speaking, he suddenly turned his eyes sideways, and his sharp eyes were fixed on me.

Since I've been ignored before, I let my guard down.But when his gaze was directed at me, I felt suffocated for a moment.

A pair of dark red pupils.

He said, "Have you seen him?"

According to his reaction, it seems that he cares more about the suit.

I nodded, "I've seen it before, once at an auction, once...in a dream."

He moved his index finger slightly, and the snowflake chip that jumped on his fingertip burst and disappeared in an instant.

I stared at the red-haired man in front of me, whether he, the man in the suit, or my deskmate, the three of them not only had the same face, but also had a similar aura.

I don't want to describe it as a work of otherworldliness, it's not apt enough.

In my opinion, it is a kind of capital that can be obtained by virtue of detached far-sightedness and profound knowledge, so that they are indifferent and arrogant.

However, I say it is similar, that is because although I often read the sense of distance in my deskmate, I never feel fear.

Whenever he sat there very quietly, I would still enter his boundary with my rhythm, and he would just frown slightly, accepting everyone close to him with a little helplessness.

But this red-haired boy in front of me, I am actually afraid of him.

I can't read the temperature of humanity in him, which is completely different from my deskmate!

The moment he stood up, I was startled and took half a step back.

He turned around and stood on top of the ruins, looking down at me.

I even saw that the air behind him was distorted and blurred in an instant, forming a pair of transparent six-winged wings.

Dear mother, I see an angel.

He jumped and jumped off the three-meter-high ruins.

The whole picture seemed to be slowed down by a quarter of the speed. I held my breath and watched the arc, and the red-haired boy slowly fell in front of me.

Then, be silent.

Because of him, fell down.

Holy shit, it's because my old brother's brother didn't run away.

The angel lay at my feet in big characters, with its face on the ground.

I suddenly felt sorry for him, and wanted to help him pick up the burden of being an idol.

He flicked his fingers after pretending to be unsuccessful. I guess he must be busy with his inner struggle at this moment.For example, should I play dead or play dead or play dead? Well, I'm ashamed to see people.

Well, family pedigree forced him to choose to act forcefully.

I saw him getting up from the ground, staring at the striding meteor ahead without changing his expression, leaving me with a back view.

Wait, wait, your knees are bleeding, bro!

I ran up to him and grabbed him, and I said, "It's really impossible... If this part is cut off, you can dance again!"

He looked at me with a deadly dick-eyed face, damn it, he was at the same table as me!

Then, he actually danced again...

It landed perfectly, retracted its wings in an instant, raised its steps gracefully, uh... limped away.

I patted the masseter muscles on both cheeks, and just now I held back my smile and made my face a little stiff.

Quickly catching up, I reached out to support him.

My action is still very bold, because we are not familiar with each other.But it's also human nature, after all, this person is from my husband's family...uh...it's me...uh...my big brother at the same table.

The moment I grabbed his arm, his brows furrowed in displeasure.I know, I was rejected.

But although his face was gloomy, he shamelessly put his weight on me.

Oh.

No way, I can only drag him away.

They are always family members, so it is estimated that they all have this pee nature.While taking advantage of you, I still don't forget to despise you.You are comfortable being served by running back and forth, not to mention not even saying thank you, they still think it is giving you a chance to be filial.

What's wrong with being so handsome! ?You said how could anyone be willing to be friends with such a person? !Only the bastards are willing to serve.

Then the bitch said, "Where are we going, brother?"

Hearing this, he raised his head somewhat melancholy, and looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle.

There were snowflakes floating in the gray sky, I stared at the black stone earrings on his ear bones, and I really felt a bit of melancholy.

As if thinking of something, he stopped suddenly.

"What's wrong?" I asked again.

Looking from the sky to the horizon, he said, "a little hungry."

Oh well.

So I took him to find a taxi and came to the downtown area.

I only had 20 RMB in cash, and thought that the card given by the DJ should be enough for me, so I walked straight to the most luxurious hotel in the area.

Enter the lobby and go straight to the elevator.Find a comfortable seat in the dining area on the second floor.

To my surprise, my earrings not only make it impossible for me to listen and speak, but even read and write!

The red-haired person leaned back on the armchair, flipped through the menu impatiently, then threw it on the table, and began to close his eyes and meditate.

I told the waiter that I would like a banquetfortwo, and I began to wait quietly.

I wanted to turn my head to look at him, but at this moment, a hand suddenly touched my earlobe.

Without making a sound, I stopped turning my head and looked sideways.

He was still lazily lying on his back on the chair, with half of his body hanging out of the chair.He half-closed his eyes, eyes blurred.

"Who gave this to you?" he asked me.

"a friend……"

"Huh?" He dragged his tone.

"Uh...DJ."

He shook his head, "I don't know."

I don't know what to say, he is still kneading my earlobe in that position.In the eyes of others, we must be very ambiguous like this.

Sitting opposite are two Asian-faced women.They stole a glance in my direction and started whispering and laughing at each other again.

When I felt awkward, he suddenly put down his hands, and sat up straight with his hands on the chair.

"It's amazing." He said, "I didn't expect to grow to this point."

"What growth?" I don't know why.

He said to himself, "This earring, by stimulating the brain's Broca's area, Wernicke's area, the posterior part of the superior temporal gyrus and the posterior part of the frontal gyrus, allows you to have multilingual listening, speaking and reading." Writing ability. But unfortunately, there are still shortcomings."

"Where is the deficiency?"

"Although the huge database is perfectly condensed in the chip inside this earring, it cannot directly interfere with neurons and affect your memory. That is to say, if you take off this earring, you will not remember those things you don't know. familiar language."

"You mean, this language information bank can't be copied and pasted from the ear stud chip into the brain, right?"

"Yes, humans can't interfere with other people's memories for the time being."

"So when you say growth, you mean the growth of human beings?"

He didn't talk anymore, but looked at me with a playful smile.

"You and I have a good relationship?"

"good."

"I can understand."

At this time, the food was served, so he turned off the voice and started eating.

So what exactly do you understand? !

I think it's really hard to chat with this kind of pretentious clan, so I don't pay attention to him anymore.

When eating, he was very quiet.Looking at him from the corner of the eye, I found that he was in a daze with his chin resting on one hand.

At that moment, I felt very amazing, after all, he had the same face as the person I used to get along day and night.Although they have similar temperaments, the reason why I say they are similar must also be different.

From the perspective of dress alone, my tablemate usually wears casual and loose clothes, even if I wear a small suit a few times, it looks very loose.As for the person in front of him, the dazzling red hair was tied into a short ponytail, the turban on the forehead covered the disheveled bangs, and the earbones and earlobes on both sides wore asymmetrical earrings.My deskmate is like the refreshing and handsome student that girls usually say, but the person in front of me is a little more wild and handsome.

Thinking of this, I turned my head away and looked at the entire restaurant.

I nearly choked myself after that.

My gaze went from being distracted to being focused just because a figure suddenly appeared.

The man was wearing a pair of sunglasses, an exquisite asymmetric aqua blue shirt and a blue and purple checked striped vest, dark blue harem pants, and a pair of handmade cowhide boots.

The low-key vacation style of this Hollywood star is a ball kidney!

That's right, this buddy is probably the little suit.

Within a day, I saw two styles at my desk.

I even began to wonder if I was caught in some magical danmei game. I have three for you to choose from, and there is always one that suits you...

The one who took the elegant route was that I was sitting in front of me on the left and said something to the waiter.

I quickly patted the crazy pulling route next to me, "Hey, your brother."

"Huh?" He turned his head blankly and looked in the direction I pointed.

At this time, my voice also attracted Feng Ya Juju, he took off his sunglasses, and the corner of his mouth curled up in a polite arc, "Hello."

He remembers me!

"Uh... hello." I replied to him.

Are they looking at each other?No.

Feng Yaju looked at me without squinting, and after saying hello, he looked down at his menu.

And the one next to me still has the ancestral dead face with eyes and eyes, Fangfu didn't see anything, turned back and continued to look out of his window.

Wait a moment!Can you really not see each other? !

I can't help thinking that in the dream, in front of that open-air corridor, it was me and this elegant giant who also passed by each other without looking at each other!

Some don't know why, so I carefully peeked at my left front.

He ordered a steak and was eating it gracefully with a knife and fork.Mr. Kuangyan next to him kicked back, and the chair creaked disturbingly.

He stood up carelessly and said, "Toilet."

Then walk away.

I paid the bill and waited for him at the stairs.

At this time, I saw Mr. Feng Ya got up and walked to the bathroom, and the red hair just came out of it.

The aisle was so narrow that only two people could barely stand side by side.

They met head-on, rubbed shoulders, and passed by.

Sometimes people are like this, even if you pretend not to see.But light is objective, and pupils will not deceive people if that person exists.

At that moment, I noticed that there was no change in the pupils of the two.

They are really invisible, I think.