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001, [not too much nightlife](1/2)

[From childhood, I've been alone,

Take care of,

Stars of all ages.]

--"Lonely"

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The oil lamp of life ends, and the night sky is boundless.

When I was a child, I always heard such stories. After a person dies, he turns into stars in the sky.

Well, it's an extremely old saying.

With the development of the times, in this era of information explosion, precocious naughty children do not believe this kind of story.

"If you don't listen, you will recite the scriptures."

It also turned into a star in the sky! It can be said to be extremely nonsense.

Lu Yibai looked at the stars in the sky with his "Gintama Version" dead fish eyes, and couldn't help but think of this statement.

The reason I thought of this is because his father just passed away a week ago.

He was very busy during this period and was always busy with his father's funeral.

If the saying "transformed stars" is valid, then there should be an extra star in the sky.

Lu Yibai and his father have a good relationship. Although he grew up in a divorced family, he felt that he was not lacking in care.

When my father was young, he was barely considered a drifter in Beijing, and he sang folk songs. In their era, folk songs were still very popular. Of course, folk songs have become popular again in recent years.

In that era, many Beijing migrants made their fortunes, but my dad didn't.

He often sings in the bar, which is very hard, but his income is quite considerable.

Later, I started other stable business operations.

When he chose between dreams and his son, he did not hesitate.

But perhaps it was because of this experience that my father always wanted to have his own bar.

To be precise, I want to "clean up".

"Qingba" is different from the more unrestrained bar. It is like drinking and chatting. Maybe you can have a resident singer or just go there by yourself. Anyway, he used to be a folk song, so he became a "live bar".

Of course, my father was not interested in the kind of bar that young people liked, and he couldn't understand why those men and women who were dressed in bright clothes and even exposed should go to have a "career" from time to time?

He is like a chef who wants to have his own restaurant, which is simple and pure.

A few months ago, my father had a plan to open a bar and found a decoration company to design it.

The day before the car accident, my father took him to the decoration company to look at the design drawings.

Well, the style is great.

When looking at the design drawings, he was like the emperor taking the prince to see the empire's territory.

"Look! What is this?"

“The country is like a painting.”

"Wrong! It's my country and you are like a picture!"

Of course, the lines of this kind of strong historical drama with a slightly secondary atmosphere will not come from the father and son, but when my father looked at the design drawings and Lu Yibai, he was full of ambitions.

This is my son and I bar.

It's a pity...

Could it be that it is really like the classic line in "Chicken Strips":

——This is fate?

Lu Yibai shook his head and let himself escape from his sadness.

He opened his "Gintama Version" dead fish eyes as wide as possible to make himself more energetic, and then rode on a shared bicycle.

He wanted to find a bar, but he could stop drunk.

...

Lu Yibai is a person who doesn’t look particularly energetic. His personality is described as a popular word at present, which is “Buddhist man.”

He is a pretty casual person.

Anyway, I also want to ride a bike and relax and see if I can pass by any bar. If I pass by, I will go in and have a few drinks.

Let the flow!

In October, the weather was quite comfortable. He rode around the famous International Trade City for a while, and then started riding blindly.

He didn't look at the street signs, and he just found a direction to ride when he encountered an intersection.

Turning east and west, inexplicably turned into a small path.

He hasn't visited this area much before.

"Hey, have you rode so far?"

As a man, he must have good endurance, how can he ride a bicycle for only a while?

Lu Yibai got out of the car and pushed the shared bicycle forward.

The reason I haven't ridden quickly is that although this alley is black, it does not give people a gloomy and terrifying feeling. On the contrary, he feels very calm inside.

Unreasonable peace.

In front of a store, there is an old locust tree. On the stool under the locust tree, a middle-aged man wearing a three-piece suit sits on it.

This is a very delicate man.

Not only is his three-piece suit, his mustache was meticulously repaired, and his leather shoes were also clean and spotless.

Oh by the way, he is also wearing a pair of round black-framed glasses.

Strangely, the eyes under the frame make people feel a little unreal.

Looking at a stranger so carefully is a very impolite behavior, even if a man looks at a man.

However, Lu Yibai noticed him.

There is no way, who told him to dress like this but sit in a small stool?

Moreover, what he said successfully attracted Lu Yibai's attention.

The uncle picked up a fallen leaf on the ground and said in a very deep and melancholy tone:

"Is the wind pursuing or the tree not retaining it?"

It's non-mainstream!

Hey, it's quite rhyme...

Lu Yibai complained a few times in his heart.

He looks like a barbarian, and looks very similar to a cultural person. He thought he could say some high-profile pretentious words.

It's so dirt-free!

A slightly impatient female voice came from the room, and the voice was quite nice: "Is it because autumn is coming?"

Wow! There is an honest man here!

"What do you know!" The middle-aged man sitting on a small stool sitting under the old locust tree turned his head and shouted into the room.

The woman in the room chose to ignore him.

Then, he saw Lu Yibai standing aside and listening to their conversation with interest, and said, "Brother, what do you think?"

Lu Yibai was like a good student named by the teacher in class. He looked at the uncle and said seriously: "The leaves fall because of [abscisic acid]."

As soon as he finished speaking, a few more leaves fell from the big locust tree.

The scene was once very awkward.

...

...

"What... what sour?" After a while, the uncle said.

Lu Yibai naturally wouldn't explain this thing.

What surprised him was that on the old locust tree, he saw a small blackboard that was nailed to the point that read "Transfer to our store."

"What kind of store is this?" Lu Yibai said curiously.

"bar."

It's really a coincidence.
To be continued...
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