Chapter 556

In the early 1990s, China was in a period of rapid change. There were more and more new things, but the old things were still struggling. The old things were still in the middle, and the old things were still making noise. Whether it was the economy, ideology, or culture, they were all in a state of rapid change and turbulence.

At that time, KTV was still a very trendy thing, and the proportion of people doing massage and pedicure in massage parlors was much smaller than in the future.

At the end of this road was a large state-owned textile factory. According to the old habits, the workers basically regarded the factory as their home, and the factory was their pride. A worker also represented a family, and a lot of people, so there would always be a dense flow of people near the big factory.

Every time when it was time to get off work, many vendors would come to this road to start their business. Among them, there was no lack of official factory workers to earn some extra money.

There were vendors selling food and clothes everywhere. At this time, the concept of city cleaning was not as strict as in the future. The police station was too lazy to care, and the security department of the factory also turned a blind eye.

In a wonton stall, a young man dressed very trendy was sitting there and eating. Even in the future, his clothes were absolutely not outdated. Coupled with his "beautiful" appearance, he always attracted the attention of the female workers who were going home from work.

People in the future often thought that the change of the times and the popularization of communication tools caused things like one-night stands to become rampant and serious. But in fact, this kind of thing was human nature. Otherwise, why would Pan Jinlian open that window a thousand years ago?

Unfortunately, the man was like a pure foodie. There were three bowls of wonton in front of him, and he only cared about eating. He didn't care about the coquettish glances around him.

A middle-aged man with a big belly walked over, moved a small stool, and sat down at the small table. He directly picked up the bowl of wonton in front of the man and began to eat.

"Order it yourself!" The man complained very discontentedly.

"My stomach is not good, and I am afraid of hot food." The middle-aged man explained.

"Who told you to be a zombie? Oh right, do zombies need to eat? Won't they be full after lying in a pile of dead people every day? " The man joked. At this time, people had just gotten off work, and the night market had just opened, so there were not many people nearby. No one heard the conversation between the two.

"Then why don't you make yourself a paper doll to solve your physiological problems? Why are you still pestering Mengyu? "The middle-aged man drank a big mouthful of soup and seemed very satisfied.

"How can that be the same? I pursue feelings and enjoy the process of climbing mountains. It's a kind of motivation and drive for myself. I've never really thought about what it would feel like to climb to the top of the mountain and watch the sunrise one day. Maybe it would be very boring. "

"To put it simply, it's just abandonment after messing around. Once you get your hands on it, you'll lose the novelty," the middle-aged man said with an air of experience.

"Hey, my Brother Fugui, I'm begging you. When I'm chatting with you, can you not make a concluding statement like you usually do in a work meeting? That would kill the conversation, okay? "

"Talk to you about how beautiful, noble, and elegant Liu Mengyu is?" Fugui paused and said, "I'm afraid you'll hit me."

"Who dares to hit you?" Su Yuhang shook his head. "I won't be able to kill you. Instead, I'll be killed by your schemes. No, if I planned to beat you up today, wouldn't you have known about it ten days ago and made preparations? That's too much of a loss. "

"It's not that exaggerated. Didn't I tell you before? I can't see the future of those who are close to me." Xu Fugui ate another mouthful of wonton and seemed to be a little full. He said, "I ate at home before I came out."

"It's a wonder you can eat sister-in-law's cooking every day." Su Yuhang said sarcastically, "Ever since the last time I ate at your house, I swore that I would never eat there again."

"In the past, conditions were tough, and there was nothing delicious to eat. At that time, it was good enough to have a full stomach, and she didn't have a place to practice her cooking. Unlike you, who came from a wealthy family. You've never suffered since you were young, right?"

"Come on, don't play this trick on me. When you have a meeting, tell your subordinates that we don't like this kind of thing. I'll pay the bill. How about taking a few steps to digest the food?"

"Sure."

…

In this era of this small city, bustling streets were still a minority. After walking for a while, the surroundings became a little more desolate. Occasionally, they could see people riding bicycles, and even in groups of three or five. The current city didn't have the concept of ubiquitous surveillance cameras like in the future, so it was naturally difficult to maintain good public security.

However, these problems didn't exist for these two people.

Su Yuhang took out a cigarette, put one in his mouth, and handed one to Fugui.

"Yo, it's a special offer."

"You make it sound like you can't smoke it."

"We're at different levels."

The two of them nodded and swallowed the fog as they walked, making their own contribution to global warming.

"Tell me, you came looking for me as soon as you came out of the story world. What's the matter?" Fugui asked as he shook off the cigarette ash.

"Can't it be because I miss you?" Su Yuhang asked.

"Come on, if I remember correctly, you entered the last story world with Liu Mengyu, right? I think it was the story world of 'Mr. Zombie'. After the story world ended, why didn't you continue to warm up with her to strengthen your revolutionary friendship? Why did you come looking for me?" Xu Fugui laughed as he spoke, "I'm not as charming as Liu Mengyu."

"Come, let me tell you."

Su Yuhang squatted down by the roadside, found a branch, and began to draw on the asphalt road. After a while, a simple painting appeared in front of him. Although the asphalt road would soften in summer, it was almost impossible for ordinary people to draw on it.

"Your painting skills have improved a lot." Xu Fugui sighed. He knew that his friend had a deep understanding of painting and calligraphy.

"Look here, this is a place in the story world of 'Mr. Zombie'. You can say it's a demon's lair. There are many demons living in it. Liu Mengyu and I were planning to leave the audience and try our luck in the demon's lair, but a vortex suddenly appeared at the entrance, and this guy walked out."

In Su Yuhang's painting, there were two groups of people. One group was a man and a woman. Although there were only a few strokes, it was full of charm. It was easy to tell that they were Su Yuhang and Liu Mengyu, and the other group was a man who walked out of the vortex.

"I can't see the face clearly, and even the clothes are blurred. I can only tell that it's a man, and a young one at that." Xu Fugui was well aware of Su Yuhang's painting skills, so it was obvious that the man's clothes were blurred not because Su Yuhang's painting was bad, but because Su Yuhang himself couldn't remember the man's clothes and appearance.

"Then maybe there's a problem with the broadcast. It was supposed to be a checkpoint, but the broadcast was canceled. Did you guys fight?" Xu Fugui asked.

"We fought briefly, and I was about to summon lightning. That guy's close combat ability is very strong, and he's not easy to deal with. Also, I feel like he's also a zombie, but he's different from yours. You're a real zombie, but I can't quite put my finger on him. He's a bit impure."

"Impure?" Xu Fugui murmured, then said, "Maybe his bloodline is impure. What happened in the end?"

"In the end, he suddenly disappeared. From the moment he appeared to the moment he disappeared, it felt like there was no beginning or end," Su Yuhang said.

"If you let me see, what can I see?" Xu Fugui shook his head helplessly. "It's not like you don't know what I'm capable of. No matter how the rumors outside spread, even if the big shots occasionally look for me, if I could really predict the future five hundred years in the future, why would I still be a listener? I could've just become a broadcaster."

"You really can't tell?" Su Yuhang said helplessly, "Although broadcasting sometimes has some problems, and even some mistakes, I really don't think it's a mistake this time. Instead, I have a special feeling.

Mengyu feels the same as me. "

"Fine, I can't tell anyway. Since there's no beginning or end, and it doesn't affect the plot of your story world, maybe some big shot is doing something to resist the broadcast, causing a loophole in the broadcast.

Or, you might as well treat him as your and Liu Mengyu's son looking for you, hahaha!!! "Xu Fugui couldn't help but laugh as he spoke.

"You're getting more and more ridiculous." Su Yuhang was angry and amused at the same time, then said, "Oh right, I recently met a scientist. He's quite interesting."

"You still believe in science?" Xu Fugui was surprised, because the existence of broadcasting was the biggest anti-science.

"It's alright. We get along well, and he can produce some interesting products for me."

"It shouldn't be of much use to you now, right?"

"What about in the future?"

"No one can tell what will happen in the future."

"Oh right, Fugui, will you be able to see the day Liu Mengyu and I get married?" Su Yuhang suddenly asked.

Xu Fugui shook his head, "You and I are too close, so I can't tell. But if you have a child in the future, I can be his godfather."

"That's great. My son will look for you before his exams, so he won't have to worry about his high school and college entrance exams." Su Yuhang patted Xu Fugui on the shoulder, suddenly feeling down, "Fugui, how many years do you think we have left?"

"I think I can live for a very long time, surprisingly long." At this point, Xu Fugui had a puzzled look on his face. "I don't know if my feeling is right or wrong."

"There's no right or wrong when you can live for a long time. Be content."

"But I think I can live for another 20 years. Do you believe me?" Xu Fugui turned his head and looked at Su Yuhang seriously, "I don't believe it myself."