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The breeze is breezy, the night is blurred, the wine is not intoxicating, and everyone is drunk. A glass of wine, a melody, a moment of time, life seems to stay for a very brief moment.
The night in the Pioneer Village is so charming, there is no bustling noise, no cheering of the mountains and tsunami, only the long-lost greetings and chats of reunion, Lan Li’s singing is light and gentle, just like Levine of "Drunk Country Folk Song", quiet Jing tells the story of the past these days.
The magnificent waves and the vicissitudes of life have all turned into the acridity and bitterness in the glass, which I drank and left for myself to savor.
After the thirty-minute performance was over, the night became darker, but the drinkers were immersed in their own thoughts and could not extricate themselves, or were happy or bitter. Only they knew the taste, no need to share or talk, leaving it to alcohol and night. Well, I have wine now and I am drunk. When the sun rises again, everyone will make their own decisions, decisions that are not necessarily correct but need to be made, and then continue to move forward.
Lan Li still personally picked up the guitar and keyboard, skillfully turned off the stage lights, and completed the cleaning and tidying work-the body muscles still have memories, and it seems that they have never really left. The sense of time and space travel that seems to be familiar, but let Feel relaxed.
I walked to Stanley's booth, and at a glance I saw a familiar guest who was tasting whiskey: George Slander.
A small smile appeared on the corner of Lan Li's mouth, and he greeted him familiarly, "Hey, George, long time no see. Did you come here for the Thursday party?"
"I heard that the first round of drinks is free tonight, how could I miss it?" George picked up the glass and shook it slightly, revealing a satisfied look.
Lan Li nodded to Stanley, and then sat down in the circular deck. Unconsciously, his body muscles relaxed slightly, "I knew it, I shouldn't have rushed up with my brain. It's been too long. The live performance was inadequate and I was almost embarrassed on the spot."
"It's natural, this is the best you." Stanley had a different idea. From the very beginning, he had unwavering confidence in Lan Li.
George complained stubbornly, "But it's also an unprofessional performance. If you let him perform in a movie in this state, it is absolutely impossible for him."
"But even so, it's still outstanding, doesn't it prove his talent?"
"And he still doesn't do his job properly, this is called a waste of talent. Did you know? How many people dream of becoming a singer but don't have talent, and if he still wastes this way, God will punish him."
"Are you sure it is God's punishment? I thought it was given to him by his parents."
"...Are you questioning God?"
"When did you become such a devout believer?"
Stanley and George fought fiercely between you and me, and the bickering that didn't let go was like an old naughty boy. Lan Li just stood by and watched, but they were full of joy.
Neil, who came with brandy, broke into the scene of this scene and glanced at Lan Li, "You, the culprit who caused the trouble, just watched that?"
Lan Li spread his hands and his face was sincere, "Then what do you want me to do? On whose side are you?"
"..." Neil couldn't help but choked. Lan Li was forcing him to stand in line. It was simply digging holes for him to jump. Neil hopelessly rolled his eyes: Why doesn't he have a long memory? Forgetting completely what a terrible guy Lan Li is, "Let's scream!" Neil patted his head and said with great annoyance.
The funny appearance made Lan Li laugh softly. At this time, George and Stanley had stopped arguing, and their eyes moved back and forth between Lan Li and Neal, but the two were sulking, turning their heads on both sides, pretending The big living person beside him doesn't exist at all, it's peaceful.
Lanly took the brandy from Neal and said to Stanley and George, "I am going to return to the studio next week. What do you think?"
The so-called return to the recording studio is to start recording for the new album.
Stanley and George both turned their heads, staring at Lan Li in surprise, as if they couldn't believe their ears, and the surprise between the eyebrows flowed out.
Or Neil reacted more quickly, "Really?" I couldn't help but vomit, "You have been procrastinating, and there has been no sound or movement. Why are you suddenly ready to return to the studio? Or, it is today. April 1st? Or what kind of prank show? Where is the camera?"
Neil turned his head around, looking for the camera.
However, Lan Li gave Neal a eye knife, "When did I make a joke about work?"
Neil didn't care, and hurriedly accompanied the smiling face, "Then you are serious?" Neil started gearing up, "Does this mean that there is a new album to listen to? Oh, this is really exciting."
At this time, George finally came back to his senses, "Are you sure? You still have a schedule? I thought the Hollywood guys would never let you off easily."
Stanley had other thoughts, "Did someone show your face?" asked worriedly.
Lan Li laughed happily, "Stanley, now I am the only one to show others' faces, how could other people be possible."
Stanley still didn't believe it, and looked at Lan Li seriously. Even if he repeatedly confirmed that Lan Li did not look wronged, he still couldn't completely relax his mind. "I don't know about Hollywood, but I know that Wall Street's When things are mixed up, it’s certainly not that simple. However, Lan Li, no matter what happens, just stick to being yourself. Pioneer Village is always here. We are all here."
Stanley really remembered the song "Residence". He knew that there were some things that he might have been unable to keep up with the pace of the times, but he also knew that some things would still not change.
There is no such thing as a wild flower, but Lan Li's heart slides through a faint warm current, "I know." Sometimes, a word is worth a thousand words.
"I'm indeed ready to return to the recording studio." Lan Li said precisely, "I think I am ready. By the way, George, the folk music festival can also be open. There are some things that we should and must do. ."
George's emotions were obviously agitated, and he couldn't say a word. He just nodded repeatedly, and then repeated, "Okay! Of course!" After a while, George calmed down slightly, "Even if it's a handful of old bones, I'm also tossing with you, isn't it just a music festival."
Preparing for the folk music festival is just a matter of saying a word, but the preparation work is very large and extremely cumbersome, and it is definitely not that simple.
Stanley vomited mercilessly, "What about the old bones? If you don't move the fart/share, I'm afraid you will have to step directly into the coffin."
This time, George didn't refute Stanley any more, but nodded seriously, "Then toss and toss together and see who of us can't hold it first."
The words didn't sound right.
Lan Li cast his gaze towards Neil with a little surprise. He remembered that Stanley and George weren't getting along in this way. What happened?
But Neal was not surprised, smiling all over his face and beckoning Lan Li not to worry, winking and lip-synching the word "age", which seems to explain a lot.
In the next period of time, in order to prepare for the folk music festival, I am afraid that these two old urchins will continue to stumble, which should be very lively.
When Lan Li returned to the apartment on his skateboard... he was lost again.
"I swear, I remembered that it was this intersection, and then turned, I did just that, but in the end I turned to another block. I don't understand what happened."
Lan Li explained to Matthew, who was expressionless in front of him, but did not get any response. This made Lan Li express his strong dissatisfaction, "I'm serious!"
Matthew remained calm, "Do you remember planting trees in the street where we are?"
"No!" Lan Li said categorically, "A Starbucks at the crossroads!"
Matthew didn't speak, but just lifted his chin and motioned for Lan Li to see for himself:
In this block, tall platanus trees are planted on both sides of the street; at the entrance of the street is a second-hand clothing store.
Lan Li blinked, "I think that day and night here are two completely different worlds. Hey! Matthew, don't look at me with that kind of grumpy expression, I'm serious! In my eyes, this is Two completely different blocks! I remember that there were really no two rows of trees during the day!"
"It's lucky that you can find the Prince's Garden in London~www.novelhall.com~." Matthew relentlessly complained.
Lan Li chose to shut up. He would never admit that he opened the door of his house in London not long ago and finally walked into the office of the London Natural History Museum. To be honest, he himself didn't know what was going on.
It was nearly half past midnight, and Matthew, who still needed to get up early for work today, found Lan Li, who was lost in the steel forest of New York, and led him home.
Lan Li couldn't help but raise his head to look at the strange world in front of him-literally strange. "No wonder everyone says that New York is two faces during the day and the night."
"I believe other people's meanings are not what you just thought of." Matthew's voice floated from the side faintly.
Lan Li touched his nose without refuting.
Returning home with twists and turns, Matthew went home and rested directly, while Lan Li stood in an unfamiliar hall, quietly looking at the space and buildings in front of him, not aware of the familiar taste of "home", because he moved in. It didn't take long for the whole environment to be too clean to find any traces of herself; but then, Lan Li went to the bathroom, took a bath, relieved her tiredness, and her body became light again.
But did not go to rest immediately.
Instead, I soaked a cup of hot cocoa, came to the corner window of the hall again, sat cross-legged next to him, and watched the whole city lightly and dimly, the lights gradually extinguished in the night, as if The city is slowly entering a sleep state, and the piping hot from the palm of the palm calms the mind completely and finds the tranquility that has been long-lost again.
Because of the pioneer village tonight, and because of the vision at the moment.
Lan Li is gradually liking here little by little.
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The breeze is breezy, the night is blurred, the wine is not intoxicating, and everyone is drunk. A glass of wine, a melody, a moment of time, life seems to stay for a very brief moment.
The night in the Pioneer Village is so charming, there is no bustling noise, no cheering of the mountains and tsunami, only the long-lost greetings and chats of reunion, Lan Li’s singing is light and gentle, just like Levine of "Drunk Country Folk Song", quiet Jing tells the story of the past these days.
The magnificent waves and the vicissitudes of life have all turned into the acridity and bitterness in the glass, which I drank and left for myself to savor.
After the thirty-minute performance was over, the night became darker, but the drinkers were immersed in their own thoughts and could not extricate themselves, or were happy or bitter. Only they knew the taste, no need to share or talk, leaving it to alcohol and night. Well, I have wine now and I am drunk. When the sun rises again, everyone will make their own decisions, decisions that are not necessarily correct but need to be made, and then continue to move forward.
Lan Li still personally picked up the guitar and keyboard, skillfully turned off the stage lights, and completed the cleaning and tidying work-the body muscles still have memories, and it seems that they have never really left. The sense of time and space travel that seems to be familiar, but let Feel relaxed.
I walked to Stanley's booth, and at a glance I saw a familiar guest who was tasting whiskey: George Slander.
A small smile appeared on the corner of Lan Li's mouth, and he greeted him familiarly, "Hey, George, long time no see. Did you come here for the Thursday party?"
"I heard that the first round of drinks is free tonight, how could I miss it?" George picked up the glass and shook it slightly, revealing a satisfied look.
Lan Li nodded to Stanley, and then sat down in the circular deck. Unconsciously, his body muscles relaxed slightly, "I knew it, I shouldn't have rushed up with my brain. It's been too long. The live performance was inadequate and I was almost embarrassed on the spot."
"It's natural, this is the best you." Stanley had a different idea. From the very beginning, he had unwavering confidence in Lan Li.
George complained stubbornly, "But it's also an unprofessional performance. If you let him perform in a movie in this state, it is absolutely impossible for him."
"But even so, it's still outstanding, doesn't it prove his talent?"
"And he still doesn't do his job properly, this is called a waste of talent. Did you know? How many people dream of becoming a singer but don't have talent, and if he still wastes this way, God will punish him."
"Are you sure it is God's punishment? I thought it was given to him by his parents."
"...Are you questioning God?"
"When did you become such a devout believer?"
Stanley and George fought fiercely between you and me, and the bickering that didn't let go was like an old naughty boy. Lan Li just stood by and watched, but they were full of joy.
Neil, who came with brandy, broke into the scene of this scene and glanced at Lan Li, "You, the culprit who caused the trouble, just watched that?"
Lan Li spread his hands and his face was sincere, "Then what do you want me to do? On whose side are you?"
"..." Neil couldn't help but choked. Lan Li was forcing him to stand in line. It was simply digging holes for him to jump. Neil hopelessly rolled his eyes: Why doesn't he have a long memory? Forgetting completely what a terrible guy Lan Li is, "Let's scream!" Neil patted his head and said with great annoyance.
The funny appearance made Lan Li laugh softly. At this time, George and Stanley had stopped arguing, and their eyes moved back and forth between Lan Li and Neal, but the two were sulking, turning their heads on both sides, pretending The big living person beside him doesn't exist at all, it's peaceful.
Lanly took the brandy from Neal and said to Stanley and George, "I am going to return to the studio next week. What do you think?"
The so-called return to the recording studio is to start recording for the new album.
Stanley and George both turned their heads, staring at Lan Li in surprise, as if they couldn't believe their ears, and the surprise between the eyebrows flowed out.
Or Neil reacted more quickly, "Really?" I couldn't help but vomit, "You have been procrastinating, and there has been no sound or movement. Why are you suddenly ready to return to the studio? Or, it is today. April 1st? Or what kind of prank show? Where is the camera?"
Neil turned his head around, looking for the camera.
However, Lan Li gave Neal a eye knife, "When did I make a joke about work?"
Neil didn't care, and hurriedly accompanied the smiling face, "Then you are serious?" Neil started gearing up, "Does this mean that there is a new album to listen to? Oh, this is really exciting."
At this time, George finally came back to his senses, "Are you sure? You still have a schedule? I thought the Hollywood guys would never let you off easily."
Stanley had other thoughts, "Did someone show your face?" asked worriedly.
Lan Li laughed happily, "Stanley, now I am the only one to show others' faces, how could other people be possible."
Stanley still didn't believe it, and looked at Lan Li seriously. Even if he repeatedly confirmed that Lan Li did not look wronged, he still couldn't completely relax his mind. "I don't know about Hollywood, but I know that Wall Street's When things are mixed up, it’s certainly not that simple. However, Lan Li, no matter what happens, just stick to being yourself. Pioneer Village is always here. We are all here."
Stanley really remembered the song "Residence". He knew that there were some things that he might have been unable to keep up with the pace of the times, but he also knew that some things would still not change.
There is no such thing as a wild flower, but Lan Li's heart slides through a faint warm current, "I know." Sometimes, a word is worth a thousand words.
"I'm indeed ready to return to the recording studio." Lan Li said precisely, "I think I am ready. By the way, George, the folk music festival can also be open. There are some things that we should and must do. ."
George's emotions were obviously agitated, and he couldn't say a word. He just nodded repeatedly, and then repeated, "Okay! Of course!" After a while, George calmed down slightly, "Even if it's a handful of old bones, I'm also tossing with you, isn't it just a music festival."
Preparing for the folk music festival is just a matter of saying a word, but the preparation work is very large and extremely cumbersome, and it is definitely not that simple.
Stanley vomited mercilessly, "What about the old bones? If you don't move the fart/share, I'm afraid you will have to step directly into the coffin."
This time, George didn't refute Stanley any more, but nodded seriously, "Then toss and toss together and see who of us can't hold it first."
The words didn't sound right.
Lan Li cast his gaze towards Neil with a little surprise. He remembered that Stanley and George weren't getting along in this way. What happened?
But Neal was not surprised, smiling all over his face and beckoning Lan Li not to worry, winking and lip-synching the word "age", which seems to explain a lot.
In the next period of time, in order to prepare for the folk music festival, I am afraid that these two old urchins will continue to stumble, which should be very lively.
When Lan Li returned to the apartment on his skateboard... he was lost again.
"I swear, I remembered that it was this intersection, and then turned, I did just that, but in the end I turned to another block. I don't understand what happened."
Lan Li explained to Matthew, who was expressionless in front of him, but did not get any response. This made Lan Li express his strong dissatisfaction, "I'm serious!"
Matthew remained calm, "Do you remember planting trees in the street where we are?"
"No!" Lan Li said categorically, "A Starbucks at the crossroads!"
Matthew didn't speak, but just lifted his chin and motioned for Lan Li to see for himself:
In this block, tall platanus trees are planted on both sides of the street; at the entrance of the street is a second-hand clothing store.
Lan Li blinked, "I think that day and night here are two completely different worlds. Hey! Matthew, don't look at me with that kind of grumpy expression, I'm serious! In my eyes, this is Two completely different blocks! I remember that there were really no two rows of trees during the day!"
"It's lucky that you can find the Prince's Garden in London~www.novelhall.com~." Matthew relentlessly complained.
Lan Li chose to shut up. He would never admit that he opened the door of his house in London not long ago and finally walked into the office of the London Natural History Museum. To be honest, he himself didn't know what was going on.
It was nearly half past midnight, and Matthew, who still needed to get up early for work today, found Lan Li, who was lost in the steel forest of New York, and led him home.
Lan Li couldn't help but raise his head to look at the strange world in front of him-literally strange. "No wonder everyone says that New York is two faces during the day and the night."
"I believe other people's meanings are not what you just thought of." Matthew's voice floated from the side faintly.
Lan Li touched his nose without refuting.
Returning home with twists and turns, Matthew went home and rested directly, while Lan Li stood in an unfamiliar hall, quietly looking at the space and buildings in front of him, not aware of the familiar taste of "home", because he moved in. It didn't take long for the whole environment to be too clean to find any traces of herself; but then, Lan Li went to the bathroom, took a bath, relieved her tiredness, and her body became light again.
But did not go to rest immediately.
Instead, I soaked a cup of hot cocoa, came to the corner window of the hall again, sat cross-legged next to him, and watched the whole city lightly and dimly, the lights gradually extinguished in the night, as if The city is slowly entering a sleep state, and the piping hot from the palm of the palm calms the mind completely and finds the tranquility that has been long-lost again.
Because of the pioneer village tonight, and because of the vision at the moment.
Lan Li is gradually liking here little by little.
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The breeze is breezy, the night is blurred, the wine is not intoxicating, and everyone is drunk. A glass of wine, a melody, a moment of time, life seems to stay for a very brief moment.The night in the Pioneer Village is so charming, there is no bustling noise, no cheering of the mountains and tsunami, only the long-lost greetings and chats of reunion, Lan Li's singing is light and gentle, just like Levine of "Drunk Country Folk Song", quiet Jing tells the story of the past these days.The magnificent waves and the vicissitudes of life have all turned into the acridity and bitterness in the glass, which I drank and left for myself to savor.After the thirty-minute performance was over, the night became darker, but the drinkers were immersed in their own thoughts and could not extricate themselves, or were happy or bitter. Only they knew the taste, no need to share or talk, leaving it to alcohol and night. Well, I have wine now and I am drunk. When the sun rises again, everyone will make their own decisions, decisions that are not necessarily correct but need to be made, and then continue to move forward.Lan Li still personally picked up the guitar and keyboard, skillfully turned off the stage lights, and completed the cleaning and tidying work-the body muscles still have memories, and it seems that they have never really left. The sense of time and space travel that seems to be familiar, but let Feel relaxed.I walked to Stanley's booth, and at a glance I saw a familiar guest who was tasting whiskey: George Slander.A small smile appeared on the corner of Lan Li's mouth, and he greeted him familiarly, "Hey, George, long time no see. Did you come here for the Thursday party?""I heard that the first round of drinks is free tonight, how could I miss it?" George picked up the glass and shook it slightly, revealing a satisfied look.Lan Li nodded to Stanley, and then sat down in the circular deck. Unconsciously, his body muscles relaxed slightly, "I knew it, I shouldn't have rushed up with my brain. It's been too long. The live performance was inadequate and I was almost embarrassed on the spot.""It's natural, this is the best you." Stanley had a different idea. From the very beginning, he had unwavering confidence in Lan Li.George complained stubbornly, "But it's also an unprofessional performance. If you let him perform in a movie in this state, it is absolutely impossible for him.""But even so, it's still outstanding, doesn't it prove his talent?""And he still doesn't do his job properly, this is called a waste of talent. Did you know? How many people dream of becoming a singer but don't have talent, and if he still wastes this way, God will punish him.""Are you sure it is God's punishment? I thought it was given to him by his parents.""...Are you questioning God?""When did you become such a devout believer?"Stanley and George fought fiercely between you and me, and the bickering that didn't let go was like an old naughty boy. Lan Li just stood by and watched, but they were full of joy.Neil, who came with brandy, broke into the scene of this scene and glanced at Lan Li, "You, the culprit who caused the trouble, just watched that?"Lan Li spread his hands and his face was sincere, "Then what do you want me to do? On whose side are you?""..." Neil couldn't help but choked. Lan Li was forcing him to stand in line. It was simply digging holes for him to jump. Neil hopelessly rolled his eyes: Why doesn't he have a long memory? Forgetting completely what a terrible guy Lan Li is, "Let's scream!" Neil patted his head and said with great annoyance.The funny appearance made Lan Li laugh softly. At this time, George and Stanley had stopped arguing, and their eyes moved back and forth between Lan Li and Neal, but the two were sulking, turning their heads on both sides, pretending The big living person beside him doesn't exist at all, it's peaceful.Lanly took the brandy from Neal and said to Stanley and George, "I am going to return to the studio next week. What do you think?"The so-called return to the recording studio is to start recording for the new album.Stanley and George both turned their heads, staring at Lan Li in surprise, as if they couldn't believe their ears, and the surprise between the eyebrows flowed out.Or Neil reacted more quickly, "Really?" I couldn't help but vomit, "You have been procrastinating, and there has been no sound or movement. Why are you suddenly ready to return to the studio? Or, it is today. April 1st? Or what kind of prank show? Where is the camera?"Neil turned his head around, looking for the camera.However, Lan Li gave Neal a eye knife, "When did I make a joke about work?"Neil didn't care, and hurriedly accompanied the smiling face, "Then you are serious?" Neil started gearing up, "Does this mean that there is a new album to listen to? Oh, this is really exciting."At this time, George finally came back to his senses, "Are you sure? You still have a schedule? I thought the Hollywood guys would never let you off easily."Stanley had other thoughts, "Did someone show your face?" asked worriedly.Lan Li laughed happily, "Stanley, now I am the only one to show others' faces, how could other people be possible."Stanley still didn't believe it, and looked at Lan Li seriously. Even if he repeatedly confirmed that Lan Li did not look wronged, he still couldn't completely relax his mind. "I don't know about Hollywood, but I know that Wall Street's When things are mixed up, it's certainly not that simple. However, Lan Li, no matter what happens, just stick to being yourself. Pioneer Village is always here. We are all here."Stanley really remembered the song "Residence". He knew that there were some things that he might have been unable to keep up with the pace of the times, but he also knew that some things would still not change.There is no such thing as a wild flower, but Lan Li's heart slides through a faint warm current, "I know." Sometimes, a word is worth a thousand words."I'm indeed ready to return to the recording studio." Lan Li said precisely, "I think I am ready. By the way, George, the folk music festival can also be open. There are some things that we should and must do. ."George's emotions were obviously agitated, and he couldn't say a word. He just nodded repeatedly, and then repeated, "Okay! Of course!" After a while, George calmed down slightly, "Even if it's a handful of old bones, I'm also tossing with you, isn't it just a music festival."Preparing for the folk music festival is just a matter of saying a word, but the preparation work is very large and extremely cumbersome, and it is definitely not that simple.Stanley vomited mercilessly, "What about the old bones? If you don't move the fart/share, I'm afraid you will have to step directly into the coffin."This time, George didn't refute Stanley any more, but nodded seriously, "Then toss and toss together and see who of us can't hold it first."The words didn't sound right.Lan Li cast his gaze towards Neil with a little surprise. He remembered that Stanley and George weren't getting along in this way. What happened?But Neal was not surprised, smiling all over his face and beckoning Lan Li not to worry, winking and lip-synching the word "age", which seems to explain a lot.In the next period of time, in order to prepare for the folk music festival, I am afraid that these two old urchins will continue to stumble, which should be very lively.When Lan Li returned to the apartment on his skateboard... he was lost again."I swear, I remembered that it was this intersection, and then turned, I did just that, but in the end I turned to another block. I don't understand what happened."Lan Li explained to Matthew, who was expressionless in front of him, but did not get any response. This made Lan Li express his strong dissatisfaction, "I'm serious!"Matthew remained calm, "Do you remember planting trees in the street where we are?""No!" Lan Li said categorically, "A Starbucks at the crossroads!"Matthew didn't speak, but just lifted his chin and motioned for Lan Li to see for himself:In this block, tall platanus trees are planted on both sides of the street; at the entrance of the street is a second-hand clothing store.Lan Li blinked, "I think that day and night here are two completely different worlds. Hey! Matthew, don't look at me with that kind of grumpy expression, I'm serious! In my eyes, this is Two completely different blocks! I remember that there were really no two rows of trees during the day!""It's lucky that you can find the Prince's Garden in London~www.novelhall.com~." Matthew relentlessly complained.Lan Li chose to shut up. He would never admit that he opened the door of his house in London not long ago and finally walked into the office of the London Natural History Museum. To be honest, he himself didn't know what was going on.It was nearly half past midnight, and Matthew, who still needed to get up early for work today, found Lan Li, who was lost in the steel forest of New York, and led him home.Lan Li couldn't help but raise his head to look at the strange world in front of him-literally strange. "No wonder everyone says that New York is two faces during the day and the night.""I believe other people's meanings are not what you just thought of." Matthew's voice floated from the side faintly.Lan Li touched his nose without refuting.Returning home with twists and turns, Matthew went home and rested directly, while Lan Li stood in an unfamiliar hall, quietly looking at the space and buildings in front of him, not aware of the familiar taste of "home", because he moved in. It didn't take long for the whole environment to be too clean to find any traces of herself; but then, Lan Li went to the bathroom, took a bath, relieved her tiredness, and her body became light again.But did not go to rest immediately.Instead, I soaked a cup of hot cocoa, came to the corner window of the hall again, sat cross-legged next to him, and watched the whole city lightly and dimly, the lights gradually extinguished in the night, as if The city is slowly entering a sleep state, and the piping hot from the palm of the palm calms the mind completely and finds the tranquility that has been long-lost again.Because of the pioneer village tonight, and because of the vision at the moment.Lan Li is gradually liking here little by little.Please remember the domain name of this book's first publication:. 4Fiction Network Mobile Edition Reading URL:
