Terrorist attacks

Lin Xin followed Su Yuan to the apartment, which was some distance away from the city center. The two people in the car were chatting. Lin Xin asked him: "How is the cooperation?"

Su Yuan sighed:

"What are you talking about? I haven't even had the chance to meet you. So far, I've been talking to other colleagues, even the boss, and I've just wandered around in their company lobby. I haven't stayed above the third floor. It's not because they talked insincerely, they talked continuously. Meaningless."

Lin Xin thought to himself, it really is exactly the same as before, this airs, it must make people anxious to death.

"Your boss is really, why bother, with this time and energy, what case can't be taken down."

Su Yuan shook his head:

"Who doesn't want to go further? The boss doesn't count himself, so many people under him have to support him. No, he just went to the countryside to do carpentry at his father-in-law's house yesterday. He took his wife and children to enjoy the weekend, and handed over this job to me. Now, blame me for being cheap, but now I really have no idea what to do next."

Lin Xin dug out a bottle of water from the back seat and handed it to him:

"Why are you sweating, drink some water first, and drive steadily. I came here on purpose, not to die on the soil of the United States of America."

Back in the apartment, Lin Xin frowned and couldn't help asking:

"How long has it been since your girlfriend came? Your place is so dirty, can you live in peace?"

Su Yuan kept giggling, Lin Xin patted his head, and fell in love with this kid.

I had a quick meal all night, cleaned up the room, and was so busy until the early morning that the house was barely visible.

Lin Xin threw a pile of clothes with various complex smells on Su Yuan's bed: "You also help me, don't let me turn my back on the customer, I either wash it or throw it away." After taking a breath, he continued to move: " Why am I so stupid, I can't stay in the hotel, and I really come back with you, what am I planning?"

Su Yuan was awakened by his own smell, and still looked dazed:

"What's the matter, what's the matter? My mother, what does it smell like?" After knowing it, he could hardly stay on the bed, squatting in a small corner, Lin Xin kicked him off: "I'll wash it now, the voice Come on, I'm going to bed."

When Lin Xin woke up, it was already past 9 o'clock, Su Yuan also got up, the clothes were washed, Lin Xin looked on the balcony, it was horrible, so he turned his head, went to the refrigerator silently to get something to eat, tore open the package and smelled it first Smell it, then swallow it bit by bit with a distressed expression.

Su Yuan was speechless, and it took him a long time to say:

"Let's have a good meal tonight."

Lin Xin sighed and gritted his teeth:

"It's really hard for you."

Su Yuan ignored it, thought about it and said:

"Just now, my coworker told me that Williams is negotiating business with several big companies, and there will be an anniversary celebration later. I will go to the hotel to watch the situation later. The anniversary celebration at night is relatively large. He has already got me two tickets, let's go together and have a good meal with him."

Lin Xin raised his forehead, and finally said calmly:

"I ate you for nothing, of course I have to do something for you. Let's go out together, anyway, I have also dealt with their company."

The two of them stayed in the car all morning, wishing they could hold a pair of binoculars and look in all directions.There were many black people walking around the entrance of the hotel, Lin Xin smacked his mouth, Qiao Yi said how many enemies there are, and he must guard against it when he goes out.

After finally surviving until noon, there was no dry food in the car, Su Yuan was so hungry that he panicked, Lin Xin didn't say anything, and his stomach began to feel uncomfortable.

Su Yuan got off the car resolutely, found a fast food restaurant, and quickly packed.

Lin Xin faintly felt that his stomach was uncomfortable, so he took a few sips of water, thinking about what to say when he really saw Qiao Yisheng, it was only less than a month, and in front of him, he was so unfamiliar that he couldn't speak.

But think about it, except for two years ago, the days they spent together are pitifully small. What does this little time mean?

Compared to Lin Yuan, Sun Wei, Yu Jie, and even Su Yuan, Qiao Yisheng is just a passer-by in his long life, and it is already taboo to talk lightly to passers-by, and it is simply too much for him. Suicide.

A lot of things, seeing thoroughly may not be able to bear silence and stand still.Lin Xin has always been such a person, he thinks about what he wants, and what he does is what he does, and he is very separated.

He understands the consequences, and that doesn't stop him from trying it himself.

Lin Xin had already thought about the way out: if Qiao suppressed his voice and gave up, he didn't want to have any more contact with him.

If he doesn't come into direct contact with Qiao Yisheng, he has a way to solve it.

It's rare to come across someone he likes, sacrifice a bit, even if he sacrifices to the end, that's the same thing, he can still afford it.

After thinking about it randomly for a while, his stomach became more and more uncomfortable, Lin Xin got out of the car, took a breath and took a break.

After walking a few steps, I saw a group of people coming out of the hotel. The famous cars quickly parked in a row, and there were more black people maintaining order. In the old dream, Lin Xin does not play any role in it, just like the perspective of God, Wei Wei has seen everyone, without joy or worry.

In the end it fell on Qiao Yisheng's face, he was fine, nothing had changed, he would always stand out from the crowd, nodding his head slightly, exuding inviolable mystery and nobility, standing like a sculpture, while others were doomed to prostrate.

Qiao Yisheng habitually scanned quickly for a week, and then got into the car.Lin Xin could see the waves in those eyes. When they swept across him, it was like looking at a vague common people. Lin Xin felt that he had melted into the dust and was passed by without leaving any traces.

Qiao Yisheng even smiled, his expression and eyes unchanged.

But Lin Xin knew that something was different.

There was no emotion in his eyes, just looking at his expression, Lin Xinguang felt chills, as if everything was just a dream woven by the director, and he was the only actor.

Qiao Yisheng has such a magical power that makes him believe that they are two people in different worlds and have nothing to do with each other. They came from the same place and should go back to the same place without leaving any traces.

If you are too involved in the dream, you will be backlashed.

Lin Xin turned around, Su Yuan came back with fast food at this time, and pointed to the front:

"All come out?"

Lin Xin nodded.

"Why don't you stop it for me, it's good to go up and say a few words. My brother, where can I find this opportunity?"

Lin Xin rubbed his stomach, took a box of fast food and sat back in the car:

"Didn't you see so many black people next to you? Those with guns. I don't want to die early. You want to get on. You haven't driven far. Your car is good. It should be too late to catch up now."

Su Yuan was discouraged, half leaned on the driver's seat, turned to look at Lin Xin, he was eating well, and asked after a long time: "Why do you look so ugly?"

Lin Xin gobbled it up, choked on the vegetables a few times, and there were bursts of bitterness in his throat:

"Hungry, uncomfortable."

Lin Xin sat in the car and ate a box of fast food to bits and pieces, and leaned lazily by the car window. The sun was shining through the glass. He hung his head and was about to fall asleep. Suddenly he opened his eyes. Su Yuan said: "Go to the supermarket, I'm still hungry, buy some meat."

Su Yuan doesn't understand:

"Aren't we going out to eat tonight? Are you still full?"

Lin Xin leaned on the window again, looking at the rapidly receding street scene outside:

"Poor appetite."

Lin Xin carried the meat back to the apartment, washed it and put it in a pot to stew soup, added radishes and bamboo shoots, turned down the fire, asked Su Yuan to watch the fire every hour, and went to bed by himself.

"It was almost two o'clock yesterday. I was too tired. I went to bed first." I went back to the bedroom and took a shower, lying on the bed groggy, feeling cold no matter how high the temperature was. It's all pressed tightly, but I don't think it's enough.

His hair was still very wet. He remembered that in the past, sometimes after taking a shower, Qiao Yisheng would hold him in his arms and wipe off the water droplets with a dry towel. Open the wet hair tip and smell it slowly all the way.

Lin Xin touched the pillow, and a large area was soaked by his hair, making it uncomfortable no matter what.

He brushed his hair repeatedly, back and forth very meticulously, and his face was still covered with water droplets, which was really funny.

Lin Xin hugged the pillow unconsciously rubbing it a few times, and finally fell asleep. He had just finished taking a shower, his body was still hot, and his side face was still flushed.

When he woke up in the evening, Su Yuan was watching a football game in the living room. Lin Xin had a bad intuition, so he asked, "How long have you been watching?"

Seeing that the screen was blocked, Su Yuan poked his head out and continued to watch. After a goal, he said, "Probably about 4 hours after you went in."

Lin Xin ran straight into the kitchen, turned off the fire, opened the lid of the pot, and the steam was sprayed on his face. Most of the original big pot of soup was consumed, and the kitchen was filled with the smell of thick soup.

Su Yuan also followed in, couldn't help but praise:

"It's really you, this soup is delicious, drink a bowl before leaving?"

At the table, Su Yuan kept praising himself for his good timing, and it is good to let things go. This soup is very hot.

After Lin Xin drank it sullenly, his stomach felt much more comfortable, and it was no longer as shriveled as before, with faint pains.

Facts have proved that Lin Xin is very foresighted. He didn't have much to eat that night. A bowl of soup lasted him, and the night was not so difficult.

Su Yuan was driving, the two chatted, and suddenly regretted:

"I drank too much of that soup of yours, and I lost a lot tonight."

Lin Xin put his notebook on his lap to receive emails, read each one, and then deleted them. He tilted his head and thought for a while, then asked, "What are you doing here tonight?"

Su Yuan patted the steering wheel:

"This matter can't be rushed. I've inquired about it. Williams will make a symbolic appearance at the anniversary celebration. Then play it by ear. Anyway, this kind of thing kills two birds with one stone, you know. The stomach should not be treated badly. It's not good to get angry with me. gone."

The two entered the hotel, and walked around the long table several times with the plate, but they couldn't hold it anymore. Finally, Su Yuan said, "It's almost there, let's start first."

There were plates piled up in front of the two of them. Lin Xin really felt that he had escaped from the crowd of refugees and was embarrassing to the people of the country. He glanced around and saw that the foreigners were very leisurely, flirting and chattering. No one looked at him, so he immediately relaxed. Observing the terrain, there was a lot of pressure, so he signaled Su Yuan to move to the corner.

Lin Xin held a bunch of large and small dinner plates, and walked around from the middle of the venue to the back corner, just like a long-tailed squirrel carrying pine cones. Su Yuan felt caught by him, and then looked around. He has been in California for so long Lawyer, there were almost no acquaintances in the venue. His first feeling was rejoicing, and then he felt a deep sense of powerlessness.

Just as Lin Xin sat down, he waved in the direction of Su Yuan, pointed to the place beside him, and when he raised his head again, he saw the center of the venue. Qiao Yisheng took off his coat, and the person behind him took it. Direction, come slowly.