Trafford’s Trading Club

8. Chapter 8 has a good mother twenty-nine

At home, even my own room.

In direct cross-over, from the current Club in the shopping street, directly back here.

Looking at all the familiar items in the room, the feeling of being separated from the world will follow. The Club is not a place to rest. In fact, the two floors above the Club are for people.

As the owner of the Club, if you don’t plan to die, you can always live long. The long time will make the owner of the Club lose his home, leaving only the Club left.

So the top two layers of the Club are very delicate.

However, those things are still far away for Luo Qiu. The lavishly scented scented material on the upper level of the Club is refreshing, but it is not comparable to the bedding that is full of sunshine in this small room.

Luo Qiu opened the old CD player in the room, and the slow flowing notes made him feel freehand.

He lay in bed and tried to think back about what happened these two days.

He has completed the first sale, and the remaining 30 days of lifespan has turned into sixty days. It’s not because you have been out for 30 days to be able to deal with your situation loosely. It’s just because Luo Qiu feels that if he can’t stand alone, he can’t plan what he should do next.

It is not innate that is a rational person, just because of the long time of solitude, the feeling of loneliness in the bottom of my heart, let him compare habit thinking.

Under normal circumstances, there is a fundamental difference between thinking about doing it again and thinking about it.

He slowly planned his own path – no accident, his life will not see the end. Similarly, he will not age, but in ten or up to twenty years this secret will be unpredictable.

The Club is wandering around, this time it’s coming to the commercial street, probably for this reason?

There is no way to stay in one place for too long, and it is even less likely to have any involvement. I can’t have a family, because you have to disappear from your family’s eyes when you are happiest, and you will have your own sadness besides the pain of your family.

Luo Qiu suddenly understood the master in front of the Club. Why did he show that ecstasy and eagerness to wait… I can’t wait to liberate from this loneliness.

The former boss may have looked at his loved ones, or lover, and even the descendants one by one. Of course, this is just Luo Qiu’s guess.

Before he came back, he asked You Ye what kind of boss was in front of him, and then just know from You Ye’s answer that the boss in front is a dumb person.

The former boss only appeared when the guest appeared. Usually, he stayed in his room almost, and opened an old music box. It was one day.

And You Ye heard it for three hundred years.

If you look at it, it will be quite terrifying – perhaps one day in the future, Luo Qiu will be like the boss of the predecessor.

“First of all, like a normal person, spend this decade.”

Perhaps the future will be accompanied by loneliness to eternity, but for Luo Qiu, for his still full of fantasy, age is more of the mystery brought by Club, and all kinds of incredible.

The CD player plays an English song accompanied by his sleep, the name is “AmazingGrace”

When he was about to fall asleep, Luo Qiu felt that if he was looking for loneliness, then all this might be a strange grace for him.

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Wake up at night.

I should have heard the movement from my kitchen and I woke up.

Luo Qiu walked out of his room, and the fragrance of the kitchen showed that the chef who was cooking was doing the dish he liked.

The woman is very simple, simple blue shirt cow pants, hair is also tied casually, with apron in the kitchen busy.

Although very simple, it is also young and beautiful. The age of twenty-nine, in the current society should be the most beautiful time for a woman.

There may be many successful men who are eager to pursue, but obviously she spends that time on going home to take care of the children.

Ren Ziling said that it was an interest. So after graduation, he has been working as a journalist in a newspaper, and it seems that he is now a subeditor.

The reporter of young age met Luo Qiu’s father in the process of reporting a murder case, and then it was like being down, and fell in love with Luo Qiu father, the coward who lost his wife in his early years.

Perhaps there have been some stories in the process that can incite middle-aged wives and young women, and is a story that Luo Qiu doesn’t know.

Then in the monotonous two-bedroom hall, the taste of this woman named Ren Ziling began.

It’s been three years… after the man passed.

But she is still there.

“Luo Qiu, are you awake? I still want to wake up when I have finished the meal.” Ren Ziling heard the movement behind him and turned around with a shovel for cooking.

Probably the reason for the fierce fire, Ren Ziling’s bangs sticks well to her forehead, and it’s just like a silk thread in the wrong place.

Looking at Luo Qiu, looking at himself without saying a word, Ren Ziling subconsciously touched his face. “Is my face dirty?”

Luo Qiu shook his head and turned to go to the living room to watch TV for a while, but still reminded: “…the smoking machine, did not open.”

“Ah! Not good!!”

It seems that this is just awakening. Ren Ziling hurriedly opened the smoking machine, but it was a mess of things, but she was still not busy emphasizing: “Soon! Really can eat soon, do you want it? Wash your hands first?”

Of course, without listening to Luo Qiu’s response, Ren Ziling is also used to the same thing, busy with the hot pot.

Luo Qiu turned on the TV and started watching the news – it’s almost like this in recent years.

At nine o’clock in the evening, I arrived at the dinner table.

Ren Ziling seems to be very proud to move towards Luo Qiu’s own craft, and clip the dish directly into the bowl of Luo Qiu.

Luo Qiu suddenly said: “If you have been busy with work recently, you don’t have to come back to cook.”

The Club is in normal business… Perhaps the time of Luo Qiu is much more unstable than the subeditor of the active newspaper.

Ren Ziling suddenly knocked Luo Qiu’s bowl with chopsticks and said: “Luo Qiu, I don’t seem to ask you what is called ‘a trip to go and go’. What is going on? Should you also keep my rights as mother?”

“Ok……”

Luo Qiu only looked down at the braised lion’s head in the bowl.

Sure enough… for a few years, this dish is still not doing well.

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Perhaps because of the exhaustion, after eating the rice, Ren Ziling went straight into the room and fell asleep.

After Luo Qiu cleaned the dishes, he planned to blow the hair on the balcony, but suddenly heard the call of You Ye, saying that Club had a new guest.

The so-called new guest, refers to those who did not find the Club because of holding the voucher, but the person who crashed into it… is for the new customer.

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PS: Although it is only the eighth chapter, it is only 20,000 words in the first place, but I really want to punch the list. I really seem to be on the list, so I have to recommend tickets.