[Meng Hetang] Enchanted

Meng Hetang drove the car near an overpass on the third ring road, and after parking the car, the two got out of the car.

"What did you bring me here in the middle of the night?" Kong Qingke complained.

"Is the night view of Beijing beautiful?"

"Meng Hetang!"

"Ok?"

"Is there something wrong with you?"

Qing Barley slammed back mercilessly, and Brother Meng looked bewildered and embarrassed, why is this different from what he imagined?Isn't this woman very emotional?

Meng Hetang pulled the corner of his mouth with difficulty and said, "Ah..."

what to do?What to say next?Or do something?who I am?where am I?

All of a sudden, Meng Hetang was overwhelmed by the deer and was at a loss.

Qing Barley looked at Meng Hetang carefully and said, "Could you be..."

"What is it?"

"Is he a fool?" Qing Barley's poisonous tongue broke out again.

"Hey! You..." Meng Hetang curled his lips and turned his head to pretend to be an angry Yazi.

In fact, the city of Beijing at night is really beautiful. All the houses are brightly lit and illuminated by street lamps. The crescent moon hangs high in the sky, the black clouds are sparse and sparse, and the shadows of pedestrians are clearly reflected on the ground. Occasionally, there is a breeze and it is comfortable. Incessantly, the few cars at night are still rushing forward like a stream of water.

It's just that Kong Qinglan has long been used to seeing...

Qing Barley took a closer look at him, and coaxed with a smile, "Pfft! Haha...Okay, okay~ Beautiful! Isn’t it beautiful? But have you seen the night view of Shanghai? It’s not only beautiful, but also lively.”

"Shanghai has been prosperous for a long time. From Shanghai in the Republic of China to Shanghai today, it has never been down." Meng Hetang said.

"Yeah, Shanghai is different from Beijing, and the human touch is different..."

Meng Hetang turned his head and asked, "Sick of home?"

"kind of."

The duplicity of Kong Qingke's eyes welled up with some tears, which was very pitiful.

"Did you see the rows of people lying on the side of the bridge hole?"

Qing Barley frowned slightly. At night, she either stayed in her own warm and luxurious villa, or stayed in a feasting and feasting entertainment place. She has been like this since she was a child, and has never changed.

She was stunned suddenly. There were old people and young people sleeping under there. She asked, "They...why are they sleeping here?"

"Because there is no money. There is their temporary home."

Meng Hetang said it calmly, but Kong Qingbari was completely dumbfounded, and called out, "Here!? The bridge hole!?"

"More than that, train stations, park benches, and squares are all places where they can live."

"Why? What about their families?"

"Either I have no family, or I am working hard outside, and I don't want my family to know my plight."

"Then, don't they even have money to stay in the hotel?"

"It's even a problem for them to eat."

Kong Qingbari lightly touched the iron railing in front of him with his palm, and stared blankly at the people in front of him.

She has never paid attention to it before. It turns out that there are such a group of people on the other side of the world...

Beijing City is an ancient city full of sense of history, while Beijing is a devil's den where people struggle, eat people and trample on people.

"You brought me here and saw what happened to these people, do you have something to say?"

"As a person, I am used to being free and unrestrained on the stage, and I have laughed enough. When I am off the stage, I am myself. My master, Mr. Guo once said: Life is difficult, and you have to learn to overcome it.

You say that your days are boring and there is no end in sight, but look at them, hungry and full, even some people don't know if they can see the sun tomorrow!

What they worry about every day is whether they can find a job, whether they can save some money, what to eat tomorrow, and autumn is coming soon, so they can no longer live on the street..."

"You want to say that my life is much better than theirs. I shouldn't complain about these things that they don't even dare to think about. I should think about it, right?" Qing Barley said flatly.

Meng Hetang smiled slightly, and praised: "You are so smart." In his life, he has only personally praised three women for being smart, one is his mother, the other is Teacher Yu Qian's wife, and the other is the girl in front of him at the moment.

"Meng Hetang, is that how you came here?"

"........."

He didn't know what to say for a while, because, she was right, he was like these people many years ago, thinking about how to make a living in Beijing. The young him once said that in the future, he would The one who makes a lot of money, it’s okay, it’s not a fool’s dream, it’s a good thing, he did it...

The girl smiled, just like the breeze blowing on her face at this moment, it gently touched Meng Hetang's heart, making him a little restless.

"I know what you mean. I won't complain about myself anymore. I will bring the Chinese flag to the international racing field. By then, I will be the best female racing driver in the world! That is my own value! "

"Oh~" Meng Hetang imitated Mr. Zhao Benshan and drew an OK gesture with his strokes.

"Get in the car! I'm in a good mood, I'll take you home!"

"Ah You?"

Meng Hetang was taken aback, "Hey hey hey~~~"

Qing Barley didn't care about that, he grabbed Meng Hetang's wrist and pushed him directly into the co-pilot, but he didn't care about his ghostly crying and wolf howling... Oh no, it was shouting one after another.

Qing Barley explained: "You didn't come by car, so I can't let you take me home and take a taxi, right? I, Kong Qing Barley, am not that kind of dishonest person, please send your home location to my mobile phone!"

"No, are you sure you're driving?" Meng Hetang had a disgusted expression on his face, and his tone revealed not only worry, but also worry.

"Want to try?" Kong Qingke smiled charmingly.

"Speeding is fined and points deducted." Meng Hetang said solemnly.

Qing Barley smiled and said, "Just kidding." She was about to step on the accelerator when she suddenly saw Meng Hetang in the rearview mirror. As if she had discovered something, she stepped forward gently and stretched out her hand to pull the seat belt. I was taken aback for a moment, and then I sniffed the girl's hair as if enjoying it. I have to say that she is really charming, and even looks a bit like her...

If a woman ~always wait until late at night~

Qing Barley's phone rang, and the familiar music made Meng Hetang raise his eyebrows unconsciously. It turned out that she also liked this song.

"Help me see who it is." The girl's red lips parted slightly.

It's almost early morning, and Beijing in the early morning is already crowded with traffic. At this moment, for the sake of safety, the driver's hands must not be separated from the steering wheel.

Meng Hetang took out his mobile phone from Kong Qingke's pocket, looked at the note on the screen and said, "Kong Yuchen."

When Kong Qingke heard the name, her eyes instantly became lonely. What she didn't know was that Meng Hetang had already noticed this little detail of her.

However, she was only lonely for a while, and in the end, Kong Qingbari still said: "Take it."

Meng Hetang clicked the green button to turn on the speakerphone...