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The billowing heat wave swelled in the air, and large swaths of blue melted into the thick yellow sand, and the steam rushed in. It seemed that even the line of sight began to be blurred and distorted, so that the whole world disappeared in a colorful ball. Among the colors, all the scenery has become a large block of color, and the outline has completely disappeared.
It's unbelievable to say it, it's still February.
If standing in the center of New York at this time, thick down jackets and solid hats and gloves are still unable to stop the ubiquitous cold wave, a short stay of five minutes at the crossroads would be enough to completely mess and tremble in the wind; but now Standing here, you can feel the heat of midsummer, as if even the skin has been scorched and peeling.
The question is, where is this?
Paul Walker stood at a crossroads and looked at the scenery in front of him. He had only one thought in his mind: Who am I? Where am I? What am i doing?
Obliquely in front of the left hand side is an old-fashioned gas station, but no people can be seen around it, it is completely a self-service gas station; there is a row of dilapidated small bungalows next to it, which looks like an abandoned house in a Western movie; a dilapidated one In front of the door, an old Mexican man, dressed in gorgeous traditional Mexican costumes, closed his eyes tightly, motionless under the scorching sun.
On the right hand side is a rough sandy beach that stretches along the turquoise coastline, with rotting tree roots and large tracts of kelp remaining on it; further forward, there is an old pier, which is tied to it. A few broken ships, there is no sign of being used; then there is a row of dilapidated small bungalows in front of them, and no one can be seen.
Quiet and lazy, barren and desolate, it seems that you can't even feel the slightest vitality.
Paul strongly suspected that he had gone the wrong way.
Involuntarily, he seriously began to think back carefully: How did I get here? Could it be that the previously recorded address was wrong, so the person pointed the wrong way? Or is it because of the poor signal of the navigation system, that when you left Miami, you have already pointed in the wrong direction, and then made mistakes again and again?
Paul was about to turn on the navigation and search again, and then the sound of the wind sent a crisp bell.
Following the sound, Paul saw a girl about sixteen and seventeen, dressed in a traditional Mexican shawl that looked like wings, colorful; she was holding a mule in her hand, The mule carried three huge burlap bags on his back, which looked extremely heavy, but walked slowly.
Such a scene was too fantastic, and Paul couldn't react for a while, just staring at the girl and the mule in a daze.
Dangdangdang, Dangdangdang.
The bell tied to the mule's neck was shaking and swaying, and then crossing the crossroad unhurriedly, heading straight to the right. At this time, Paul noticed that the girl was not wearing shoes. , Barefoot, stepping on the yellow sand on the ground, but didn't feel hot at all, and moved forward unhurriedly.
The attentive but inattentive appearance did not seem to notice Paul and his azure blue four-door sedan at all, or he did not care at all.
After realizing this, Paul suddenly reacted, pushed the car door quickly, and shouted, "Hey, here! Hey! Sorry, can you tell me where I am now?"
Across a crossroad, the girl raised her head and cast her gaze filled with confusion. She didn't seem to understand the meaning of Paul's words, but she didn't speak either. She just stood there in silence and watched quietly. After Paul, the mule's footsteps also stopped, but it was still spinning on the spot, and the sound of bells was coming and going.
Paul did not wait for an answer, thought for a while, and decided to change the way of asking, "Excuse me, do you know where'Antonio's Tango' is?" As the girl watched, Paul hesitated for a moment, "It's a bar, I heard It was run by an Argentine, in the center of the town..."
"Cuba," the girl said.
"Huh?" But the girl's first sentence was not headless, and Paul couldn't help but froze.
"Cuba, that's a bar opened by a Cuban." The girl explained again with a loud voice, "The bar is not far ahead. If you go down this road, you can see a grocery store on your right, across the street. It's a fork in the road. After turning in, you can see a small square after a short drive. The bar is in the small square."
Paul nodded ignorantly, trying to keep up with the girl's explanatory rhythm, and gestured for the direction with his hands.
After the explanation was over, the girl did not confirm whether Paul understood, she turned around, drove the mule again, and moved on. Her methodical steps did not seem to be interrupted by the episode just now, and she always followed her own pace. Moving forward, Na Shi Shiran's back looks full of mystery.
Paul can be sure that the girl should not recognize herself, but this is not the point; even when she sees a stranger, the girl does not fluctuate in the slightest. The calm tone, calm state, and calm pace are all unpredictable. Thoroughly, coupled with this deserted town, everything is full of confusion.
"...Thanks...Thank you?" After half a beat, Paul shouted hesitantly, expressing his gratitude, but the girl still did not touch anything, and drifted away.
Standing still, Paul was also full of question marks. What happened just now?
But after another thought, after leaving Miami, the road was full of question marks. One doubt has not been answered yet, another doubt has appeared, more and more, and finally the whole person is completely plunged. The state in the clouds and mist, Paul’s only thought now is:
How did the guy Lan Li find here?
Since the "Drunk Country Folk Song" was completed, Lan Li has completely disappeared. There is no communication, no contact, and no movement. The mobile phone shuts down cleanly, completely hiding his whereabouts. The most weird thing is the social network. The vast number of netizens on the Internet did not catch any trace of Lan Li.
Paul insisted on making calls every day and leaving voice messages, but he never got any response. Until three days ago, Paul finally dialed Lanly's number.
When he heard Lanly’s relaxed and cheerful voice again on the other end of the phone, Paul felt a little relieved; moreover, Lanly seemed to be a little clearer than before. The sound of the sun seemed to be enough to illuminate the entire sky, and Paul couldn’t help but feel relieved. I was envious and curious about Lan Li's travel journey in the past period of time.
"Ha, I'm surfing now. If you have time, come together. The waves in the Caribbean are really addictive."
Lanly sent out the invitation, and Paul barely hesitated. He nodded and agreed. Then he bought a plane ticket from Los Angeles to Miami, then rented a car, followed the navigation instructions and asked for directions. While groping, he walked intermittently for two days, but the surrounding scenery became more and more desolate and remote, as if he had entered another world.
For most people, Florida, which is sunny and warm all year round, is always associated with words such as sea, beach, sun, party, beauty, rest, and comfort. Miami is also known as the whole of the United States. The most suitable city for the elderly, many wealthy people have bought villas here and come here for vacation.
The "Speed and Excitement/Love" series was filmed in Florida.
But Paul has never really explored this land. In addition to the prosperity and luxury of Miami, there is still such a dilapidated and decaying world, as if abandoned by others.
The houses painted in rainbow colors on both sides of the road have all become abandoned vacancies; the low-level residents who have no food for a long time live in motels, relying on selling cheap perfumes, cheap sunglasses and cheap small commodities to survive; Many more people choose to sell their bodies and make quick money, but squander them in front of drug dealers to escape the pain of reality.
Stop-and-go, stop-and-go, Paul completely can't imagine how Renly discovered this place, how he chose to stay here, and why he stayed here?
Compared with the upper class society in London, the run-down here is completely another world, which reminds Paul of the image outlined in the movie "Transcendence"-hidden under the gorgeous coat of New York, that piece of land. Decay and decay are breeding, bit by bit eroding the roots of the entire society.
It's the same right now.
Following the direction pointed by the girl, Paul fumbled forward. When he almost thought he was lost again, he unexpectedly saw Lan Li~www.novelhall.com~ a white linen shirt with a pair of sky blue jeans. Wearing a pair of dirty canvas shoes, the bushy beard has not been taken care of for a while, and the messy curly hair is also growing wanton, the whole face has been covered most of it, and it is almost unclear. Except for those bright eyes.
In front of him stood a group of five or six-year-old children, who looked like a dozen in a bustling manner. A small foam board was placed in front of everyone, and then everyone was joking back and forth. , Suddenly, he shouted, "The wave is coming, stand!"
Wow, the children jumped up unevenly, standing on the foam board, imitating the swaying posture, and at the same time the joyful and wanton laughter resounded throughout the square, making every onlooker involuntarily want to reveal smile.
He let out a weird sigh, "Oh, Angel is in the water, Angel is in the water! The shark is coming, hoo, shark! Watch out for the shark! Haha, Miguel is also in the water, be careful, be careful, oops, this is over Everyone will be eaten by sharks collectively!"
In the next moment, he began to pretend to be a shark, running fast between the children, and instantly became the scene of the eagle-and-chicken game, with endless laughter.
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The billowing heat wave swelled in the air, and large swaths of blue melted into the thick yellow sand, and the steam rushed in. It seemed that even the line of sight began to be blurred and distorted, so that the whole world disappeared in a colorful ball. Among the colors, all the scenery has become a large block of color, and the outline has completely disappeared.
It's unbelievable to say it, it's still February.
If standing in the center of New York at this time, thick down jackets and solid hats and gloves are still unable to stop the ubiquitous cold wave, a short stay of five minutes at the crossroads would be enough to completely mess and tremble in the wind; but now Standing here, you can feel the heat of midsummer, as if even the skin has been scorched and peeling.
The question is, where is this?
Paul Walker stood at a crossroads and looked at the scenery in front of him. He had only one thought in his mind: Who am I? Where am I? What am i doing?
Obliquely in front of the left hand side is an old-fashioned gas station, but no people can be seen around it, it is completely a self-service gas station; there is a row of dilapidated small bungalows next to it, which looks like an abandoned house in a Western movie; a dilapidated one In front of the door, an old Mexican man, dressed in gorgeous traditional Mexican costumes, closed his eyes tightly, motionless under the scorching sun.
On the right hand side is a rough sandy beach that stretches along the turquoise coastline, with rotting tree roots and large tracts of kelp remaining on it; further forward, there is an old pier, which is tied to it. A few broken ships, there is no sign of being used; then there is a row of dilapidated small bungalows in front of them, and no one can be seen.
Quiet and lazy, barren and desolate, it seems that you can't even feel the slightest vitality.
Paul strongly suspected that he had gone the wrong way.
Involuntarily, he seriously began to think back carefully: How did I get here? Could it be that the previously recorded address was wrong, so the person pointed the wrong way? Or is it because of the poor signal of the navigation system, that when you left Miami, you have already pointed in the wrong direction, and then made mistakes again and again?
Paul was about to turn on the navigation and search again, and then the sound of the wind sent a crisp bell.
Following the sound, Paul saw a girl about sixteen and seventeen, dressed in a traditional Mexican shawl that looked like wings, colorful; she was holding a mule in her hand, The mule carried three huge burlap bags on his back, which looked extremely heavy, but walked slowly.
Such a scene was too fantastic, and Paul couldn't react for a while, just staring at the girl and the mule in a daze.
Dangdangdang, Dangdangdang.
The bell tied to the mule's neck was shaking and swaying, and then crossing the crossroad unhurriedly, heading straight to the right. At this time, Paul noticed that the girl was not wearing shoes. , Barefoot, stepping on the yellow sand on the ground, but didn't feel hot at all, and moved forward unhurriedly.
The attentive but inattentive appearance did not seem to notice Paul and his azure blue four-door sedan at all, or he did not care at all.
After realizing this, Paul suddenly reacted, pushed the car door quickly, and shouted, "Hey, here! Hey! Sorry, can you tell me where I am now?"
Across a crossroad, the girl raised her head and cast her gaze filled with confusion. She didn't seem to understand the meaning of Paul's words, but she didn't speak either. She just stood there in silence and watched quietly. After Paul, the mule's footsteps also stopped, but it was still spinning on the spot, and the sound of bells was coming and going.
Paul did not wait for an answer, thought for a while, and decided to change the way of asking, "Excuse me, do you know where'Antonio's Tango' is?" As the girl watched, Paul hesitated for a moment, "It's a bar, I heard It was run by an Argentine, in the center of the town..."
"Cuba," the girl said.
"Huh?" But the girl's first sentence was not headless, and Paul couldn't help but froze.
"Cuba, that's a bar opened by a Cuban." The girl explained again with a loud voice, "The bar is not far ahead. If you go down this road, you can see a grocery store on your right, across the street. It's a fork in the road. After turning in, you can see a small square after a short drive. The bar is in the small square."
Paul nodded ignorantly, trying to keep up with the girl's explanatory rhythm, and gestured for the direction with his hands.
After the explanation was over, the girl did not confirm whether Paul understood, she turned around, drove the mule again, and moved on. Her methodical steps did not seem to be interrupted by the episode just now, and she always followed her own pace. Moving forward, Na Shi Shiran's back looks full of mystery.
Paul can be sure that the girl should not recognize herself, but this is not the point; even when she sees a stranger, the girl does not fluctuate in the slightest. The calm tone, calm state, and calm pace are all unpredictable. Thoroughly, coupled with this deserted town, everything is full of confusion.
"...Thanks...Thank you?" After half a beat, Paul shouted hesitantly, expressing his gratitude, but the girl still did not touch anything, and drifted away.
Standing still, Paul was also full of question marks. What happened just now?
But after another thought, after leaving Miami, the road was full of question marks. One doubt has not been answered yet, another doubt has appeared, more and more, and finally the whole person is completely plunged. The state in the clouds and mist, Paul’s only thought now is:
How did the guy Lan Li find here?
Since the "Drunk Country Folk Song" was completed, Lan Li has completely disappeared. There is no communication, no contact, and no movement. The mobile phone shuts down cleanly, completely hiding his whereabouts. The most weird thing is the social network. The vast number of netizens on the Internet did not catch any trace of Lan Li.
Paul insisted on making calls every day and leaving voice messages, but he never got any response. Until three days ago, Paul finally dialed Lanly's number.
When he heard Lanly’s relaxed and cheerful voice again on the other end of the phone, Paul felt a little relieved; moreover, Lanly seemed to be a little clearer than before. The sound of the sun seemed to be enough to illuminate the entire sky, and Paul couldn’t help but feel relieved. I was envious and curious about Lan Li's travel journey in the past period of time.
"Ha, I'm surfing now. If you have time, come together. The waves in the Caribbean are really addictive."
Lanly sent out the invitation, and Paul barely hesitated. He nodded and agreed. Then he bought a plane ticket from Los Angeles to Miami, then rented a car, followed the navigation instructions and asked for directions. While groping, he walked intermittently for two days, but the surrounding scenery became more and more desolate and remote, as if he had entered another world.
For most people, Florida, which is sunny and warm all year round, is always associated with words such as sea, beach, sun, party, beauty, rest, and comfort. Miami is also known as the whole of the United States. The most suitable city for the elderly, many wealthy people have bought villas here and come here for vacation.
The "Speed and Excitement/Love" series was filmed in Florida.
But Paul has never really explored this land. In addition to the prosperity and luxury of Miami, there is still such a dilapidated and decaying world, as if abandoned by others.
The houses painted in rainbow colors on both sides of the road have all become abandoned vacancies; the low-level residents who have no food for a long time live in motels, relying on selling cheap perfumes, cheap sunglasses and cheap small commodities to survive; Many more people choose to sell their bodies and make quick money, but squander them in front of drug dealers to escape the pain of reality.
Stop-and-go, stop-and-go, Paul completely can't imagine how Renly discovered this place, how he chose to stay here, and why he stayed here?
Compared with the upper class society in London, the run-down here is completely another world, which reminds Paul of the image outlined in the movie "Transcendence"-hidden under the gorgeous coat of New York, that piece of land. Decay and decay are breeding, bit by bit eroding the roots of the entire society.
It's the same right now.
Following the direction pointed by the girl, Paul fumbled forward. When he almost thought he was lost again, he unexpectedly saw Lan Li~www.novelhall.com~ a white linen shirt with a pair of sky blue jeans. Wearing a pair of dirty canvas shoes, the bushy beard has not been taken care of for a while, and the messy curly hair is also growing wanton, the whole face has been covered most of it, and it is almost unclear. Except for those bright eyes.
In front of him stood a group of five or six-year-old children, who looked like a dozen in a bustling manner. A small foam board was placed in front of everyone, and then everyone was joking back and forth. , Suddenly, he shouted, "The wave is coming, stand!"
Wow, the children jumped up unevenly, standing on the foam board, imitating the swaying posture, and at the same time the joyful and wanton laughter resounded throughout the square, making every onlooker involuntarily want to reveal smile.
He let out a weird sigh, "Oh, Angel is in the water, Angel is in the water! The shark is coming, hoo, shark! Watch out for the shark! Haha, Miguel is also in the water, be careful, be careful, oops, this is over Everyone will be eaten by sharks collectively!"
In the next moment, he began to pretend to be a shark, running fast between the children, and instantly became the scene of the eagle-and-chicken game, with endless laughter.
The billowing heat wave swelled in the air, and large swaths of blue melted into the thick yellow sand, and the steam rushed in. It seemed that even the line of sight began to be blurred and distorted, so that the whole world disappeared in a colorful ball. Among the colors, all the scenery has become a large block of color, and the outline has completely disappeared.It's unbelievable to say it, it's still February.If standing in the center of New York at this time, thick down jackets and solid hats and gloves are still unable to stop the ubiquitous cold wave, a short stay of five minutes at the crossroads would be enough to completely mess and tremble in the wind; but now Standing here, you can feel the heat of midsummer, as if even the skin has been scorched and peeling.The question is, where is this?Paul Walker stood at a crossroads and looked at the scenery in front of him. He had only one thought in his mind: Who am I? Where am I? What am i doing?Obliquely in front of the left hand side is an old-fashioned gas station, but no people can be seen around it, it is completely a self-service gas station; there is a row of dilapidated small bungalows next to it, which looks like an abandoned house in a Western movie; a dilapidated one In front of the door, an old Mexican man, dressed in gorgeous traditional Mexican costumes, closed his eyes tightly, motionless under the scorching sun.On the right hand side is a rough sandy beach that stretches along the turquoise coastline, with rotting tree roots and large tracts of kelp remaining on it; further forward, there is an old pier, which is tied to it. A few broken ships, there is no sign of being used; then there is a row of dilapidated small bungalows in front of them, and no one can be seen.Quiet and lazy, barren and desolate, it seems that you can't even feel the slightest vitality.Paul strongly suspected that he had gone the wrong way.Involuntarily, he seriously began to think back carefully: How did I get here? Could it be that the previously recorded address was wrong, so the person pointed the wrong way? Or is it because of the poor signal of the navigation system, that when you left Miami, you have already pointed in the wrong direction, and then made mistakes again and again?Paul was about to turn on the navigation and search again, and then the sound of the wind sent a crisp bell.Following the sound, Paul saw a girl about sixteen and seventeen, dressed in a traditional Mexican shawl that looked like wings, colorful; she was holding a mule in her hand, The mule carried three huge burlap bags on his back, which looked extremely heavy, but walked slowly.Such a scene was too fantastic, and Paul couldn't react for a while, just staring at the girl and the mule in a daze.Dangdangdang, Dangdangdang.The bell tied to the mule's neck was shaking and swaying, and then crossing the crossroad unhurriedly, heading straight to the right. At this time, Paul noticed that the girl was not wearing shoes. , Barefoot, stepping on the yellow sand on the ground, but didn't feel hot at all, and moved forward unhurriedly.The attentive but inattentive appearance did not seem to notice Paul and his azure blue four-door sedan at all, or he did not care at all.After realizing this, Paul suddenly reacted, pushed the car door quickly, and shouted, "Hey, here! Hey! Sorry, can you tell me where I am now?"Across a crossroad, the girl raised her head and cast her gaze filled with confusion. She didn't seem to understand the meaning of Paul's words, but she didn't speak either. She just stood there in silence and watched quietly. After Paul, the mule's footsteps also stopped, but it was still spinning on the spot, and the sound of bells was coming and going.Paul did not wait for an answer, thought for a while, and decided to change the way of asking, "Excuse me, do you know where'Antonio's Tango' is?" As the girl watched, Paul hesitated for a moment, "It's a bar, I heard It was run by an Argentine, in the center of the town...""Cuba," the girl said."Huh?" But the girl's first sentence was not headless, and Paul couldn't help but froze."Cuba, that's a bar opened by a Cuban." The girl explained again with a loud voice, "The bar is not far ahead. If you go down this road, you can see a grocery store on your right, across the street. It's a fork in the road. After turning in, you can see a small square after a short drive. The bar is in the small square."Paul nodded ignorantly, trying to keep up with the girl's explanatory rhythm, and gestured for the direction with his hands.After the explanation was over, the girl did not confirm whether Paul understood, she turned around, drove the mule again, and moved on. Her methodical steps did not seem to be interrupted by the episode just now, and she always followed her own pace. Moving forward, Na Shi Shiran's back looks full of mystery.Paul can be sure that the girl should not recognize herself, but this is not the point; even when she sees a stranger, the girl does not fluctuate in the slightest. The calm tone, calm state, and calm pace are all unpredictable. Thoroughly, coupled with this deserted town, everything is full of confusion."...Thanks...Thank you?" After half a beat, Paul shouted hesitantly, expressing his gratitude, but the girl still did not touch anything, and drifted away.Standing still, Paul was also full of question marks. What happened just now?But after another thought, after leaving Miami, the road was full of question marks. One doubt has not been answered yet, another doubt has appeared, more and more, and finally the whole person is completely plunged. The state in the clouds and mist, Paul's only thought now is:How did the guy Lan Li find here?Since the "Drunk Country Folk Song" was completed, Lan Li has completely disappeared. There is no communication, no contact, and no movement. The mobile phone shuts down cleanly, completely hiding his whereabouts. The most weird thing is the social network. The vast number of netizens on the Internet did not catch any trace of Lan Li.Paul insisted on making calls every day and leaving voice messages, but he never got any response. Until three days ago, Paul finally dialed Lanly's number.When he heard Lanly's relaxed and cheerful voice again on the other end of the phone, Paul felt a little relieved; moreover, Lanly seemed to be a little clearer than before. The sound of the sun seemed to be enough to illuminate the entire sky, and Paul couldn't help but feel relieved. I was envious and curious about Lan Li's travel journey in the past period of time."Ha, I'm surfing now. If you have time, come together. The waves in the Caribbean are really addictive."Lanly sent out the invitation, and Paul barely hesitated. He nodded and agreed. Then he bought a plane ticket from Los Angeles to Miami, then rented a car, followed the navigation instructions and asked for directions. While groping, he walked intermittently for two days, but the surrounding scenery became more and more desolate and remote, as if he had entered another world.For most people, Florida, which is sunny and warm all year round, is always associated with words such as sea, beach, sun, party, beauty, rest, and comfort. Miami is also known as the whole of the United States. The most suitable city for the elderly, many wealthy people have bought villas here and come here for vacation.The "Speed and Excitement/Love" series was filmed in Florida.But Paul has never really explored this land. In addition to the prosperity and luxury of Miami, there is still such a dilapidated and decaying world, as if abandoned by others.The houses painted in rainbow colors on both sides of the road have all become abandoned vacancies; the low-level residents who have no food for a long time live in motels, relying on selling cheap perfumes, cheap sunglasses and cheap small commodities to survive; Many more people choose to sell their bodies and make quick money, but squander them in front of drug dealers to escape the pain of reality.Stop-and-go, stop-and-go, Paul completely can't imagine how Renly discovered this place, how he chose to stay here, and why he stayed here?Compared with the upper class society in London, the run-down here is completely another world, which reminds Paul of the image outlined in the movie "Transcendence"-hidden under the gorgeous coat of New York, that piece of land. Decay and decay are breeding, bit by bit eroding the roots of the entire society.It's the same right now.Following the direction pointed by the girl, Paul fumbled forward. When he almost thought he was lost again, he unexpectedly saw Lan Li~www.novelhall.com~ a white linen shirt with a pair of sky blue jeans. Wearing a pair of dirty canvas shoes, the bushy beard has not been taken care of for a while, and the messy curly hair is also growing wanton, the whole face has been covered most of it, and it is almost unclear. Except for those bright eyes.In front of him stood a group of five or six-year-old children, who looked like a dozen in a bustling manner. A small foam board was placed in front of everyone, and then everyone was joking back and forth. , Suddenly, he shouted, "The wave is coming, stand!"Wow, the children jumped up unevenly, standing on the foam board, imitating the swaying posture, and at the same time the joyful and wanton laughter resounded throughout the square, making every onlooker involuntarily want to reveal smile.He let out a weird sigh, "Oh, Angel is in the water, Angel is in the water! The shark is coming, hoo, shark! Watch out for the shark! Haha, Miguel is also in the water, be careful, be careful, oops, this is over Everyone will be eaten by sharks collectively!"In the next moment, he began to pretend to be a shark, running fast between the children, and instantly became the scene of the eagle-and-chicken game, with endless laughter.
