Count Down"You are like a dandelion floating aimlessly in the wind", Norton said once to him.



"Uh" His comrade-in-arms left his food back on his plate —a big steak he had that day as a reward from his superiors after a mission accomplished. He focused on the words of the aspiring actor crossing his arms over his chest, looking at him with a perplexed gaze. He wasn’t comprehending at all what Norton was trying to tell him.

【七月团文】疯狗攻——粉红西瓜第一章

江舟死时陈鼎正和几个酒肉朋友挤在A市新开的清吧里，面对当今的时局大作点评。期间不知是烦于清吧内舒缓的音乐，还是已经对闲谈不感兴趣，陈鼎放下酒杯，不理这些依旧在侃侃而谈的好友，转而去了洗手间准备与情人闲谈几句。

这个时间，清吧里没有多少人在。

陈鼎一路走来，只在洗手间对面看到了一个人影。

那人穿着黑色的西装，个子很高，眼下正靠在色彩绚丽的抽象画旁，背后是杏子灰和布里斯托蓝做打底的墙壁。而氛围不同的多种色彩混合在一起，让人叫不准店主想要的装修风格是清冷优雅，还是想借着底色平和的皮凸显骨子里叛逆厌世的野性，洗手间对面那人则借着店主矛盾的设计氛围，给自己的身影营造出了几分与众不同的高级感，活像是画家笔下最具震撼性的幽暗一笔。