He Xinchun didn't know where the end of the journey was.

He shrank behind Yang Tang, the wind was loud, but Yang Tang blocked it all.

She closed her eyes and leaned against him, pretending to hear her heartbeat.

Hold--

He Xinchun couldn't help but cursed in his heart.

real mother.

The motorcycle stopped on the side of the road everywhere, Yang Tang took the helmet, patted He Xinchun's hand and said, "Here we are."

He Xinchun almost fell asleep, looked around in a daze, and said, "Brother, don't you really want to sell me."

"Virtue." Yang Tang said, and walked inside with the big and small bags.

He Xinchun hurriedly followed.

At this moment, the corn has been harvested long ago, and the fields are full of corn stalks.

In the spring, the farmers burn the corn stalks to become the most primitive potash fertilizer, which will bring a bumper harvest in the next spring.

Not far away, a dilapidated factory appeared in front of me.

Yang Tang threw the things in familiarly, and then opened the door.He Xinchun, who was behind him, couldn't help but slander, if he was a woman, he would have confessed to this door.

The object of his family is too careless.

Is there such a date?

He Xinchun clawed at the door, stepped on the wall next to him, and jumped off neatly.

Yang Tang raised his eyebrows while holding something, and said, "Not bad."

"That's not."

The inside of the factory is also eerily quiet. There are no handrails on the stairs, and if you fall to the side, you will fall directly downstairs. The bottom is full of broken glass and firewood.

He Xinchun looked around and followed Yang Tang to the top floor.

"Here we are, the secret base."

As Yang Tang said, he got up and tore off the white cloths that covered him.

Inside, there were two Simmons mattresses stacked up and used as a sofa.On the tea table in front of him were cigarettes and cards that had been stored for an unknown period of time.Beer and mineral water piled up in the corner, and there were some broken wine bottles.

Yang Tang brought some food and placed it on the coffee table casually, then sat on the mattress and fell back, pointing to the ceiling and saying: "Freedom."

He Xinchun raised his head in the direction of his fingers.

There are traces of paint all over the ceiling, it doesn't look like it was painted on purpose.Some brush strokes are large, some are small, and various colors are brought together, which makes people feel comfortable when they look at it.

"Did you draw this?"

Yang Tang shook his head and said: "Chu Feng drew it. Come and sit down... The story is too long, I will tell you slowly."

The secret base was found by Chu Feng. At that time, they skipped classes all day long, and they didn't have much money to stay in the Internet cafe all the time.

The factory was obsolete in time.

Fat people usually lie on the mattress smoking and playing games, while Yang Tang and Wu Yue sit in front of the coffee table and play cards.

Angkor is different from the four of them. He really came out to hang out, and he didn't have much time here.

Only Chu Feng is idle.

He was holding a mineral water bottle, which was full of paint.After poking a hole in the bottle cap, sway it wantonly on the wall.

He called his work freedom.

The freedom to escape from this world.

"If looking up is heaven, we're in hell right now."

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