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Evan Bell only felt that his head was about to explode, as if there was a military band playing drums, and the background music was the special effect sound of the "2012" landslide, which made Evan Bell feel that the eardrum had experienced unprecedented test. His eyes just opened a slit, and he felt that the sunlight outside was too dazzling, making him think that he would be blind at any time, which made Evan Bell involuntarily close his eyes tightly, That's probably how vampires feel when they see the sun.

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His brows were tightly wrinkled, Evan Bell felt every muscle and every bone in his body howling, the sun was lazily basking on his body, even with his eyes closed, he could feel the warm temperature, as if there was a The smoke was rising, reminiscent of a steak that had just started grilling. He sat up suddenly, and the skeleton began to creak, causing Evan Bell to groan involuntarily from the corner of his mouth.

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I stretched a lot, and then I felt that the pain all over my body was slowly dissipating in the sunlight. I opened my eyes again. This time, because my back was facing the sunlight, my sight felt much better. Evan Bell rubbed it. He rubbed his eyes and looked left and right. This scene was a bit familiar, and the desk had a vivid memory in his mind, "Oh!" Evan Bell whispered, and he realized that he was at Twelve Princes Street. On the third floor of No. 1, that is, in your own room. He just lay directly on the balcony of his room, half of his body was in the room, and the other half was outside the balcony. He slept in this way for one night, and it was still New York at the end of January. It was really fortunate that he didn't catch a cold.

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After realizing the surrounding environment, Evan Bell shuddered, clasped his arms and returned to the room, wrapped in a blanket and then walked over again.

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On the balcony, Ryan Gosling is like a beggar in the subway station, curled up in a ball and lying in the corner of the balcony. He is covered with a cardboard box that he didn't know where he picked up, and his body is twitching under the cardboard box. Trembling; Joseph Gordon-Levitt was lying on the floor with his feet on the back chair, holding a large pillow in his arms, which looked like a half-height man on the sofa in the hall on the first floor of the house throw pillow.

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Evan Bell just felt his feet were sore, and he was too tired to stand here. He sat down directly at the balcony door, trying to remember what happened last night. He only remembered that he and Joseph Gordon-Levitt accompany Rui En-Gosling drank and seemed to be completely drunk in the back. Then there was still a picture of three people holding a whisky bottle and singing on the rooftop, but how they got up and how they got down, I can't remember anything.

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"Oh, God." Evan Bell just recalled what happened last night, and felt a splitting headache, and the point was that he didn't know what happened. But fortunately, they came back anyway, otherwise, if they sleep on the street, let's not talk about other things for the time being. There is not enough insulation measures in the cold winter of January, and it is estimated that the three of them will not be able to wake up.

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Evan Bell closed his eyes again, the blue veins on his temples were beating violently, making him feel as if someone was cutting his head with a scalpel. The small but sharp blade of the scalpel rubbed against each other, which made Evan Bell feel as if his head was about to be torn apart, but the pain was still so clear. Damn hangover!

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Close your eyes, the darkness in front of you is spreading wirelessly, but in this pure darkness, there seems to be a ray of light that is constantly changing, attracting the eyeballs to explore the darkness, the vibration on the eardrum. It has turned into a tingling, as if someone is holding an embroidery needle next to him to test the thickness of the eardrum, coupled with the sound of his head falling apart, "Great!" Evan Bell bit himself fiercely. the teeth of.

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"Waking up in the ashes and dust, wiping the sweat and rust from the brows, breathing in the air full of chemical gases..." The boundless dark ocean in Evan Bell's mind was vaguely pulling him towards the vague The rays of light flew away, and he only felt that his breath became hot, giving him the absurd illusion that he seemed to be a dinosaur skeleton fossil crawling out of the dust and revived, "I wake up, this feeling is deep in my bones, Enough to break my spiritual pillar!"

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These are two intermittent lyrics, without any sense of connection, the magical sense with heavy drum beats has a strange excitement that cannot be erased, just like countless illusory rays of light passing through the darkness colorfully, weaving Becoming each of these musical symbols, the tragic and fearful dance of demons in the last days is overwhelming, and people can only stand in the same place stupidly, watching the ever-changing light in the darkness. But when he looked closely, he found that all the light had disappeared.

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Evan Bell opened his eyes, and the messy notes in his mind disappeared in an instant, because the sunlight in front of him was too bright. New York has not seen such a bright sunlight for a long time, which is completely inconsistent with the atmosphere of the music. Evan Bell exclaimed in annoyance, "It's amazing!" When he went to Dubai last September, he composed the song "Setting things right", and it has not been completed yet! One more song now.

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Just now, the syllables in my mind caused by hangovers have a strong electric sound quality, but they also have the toughness and strength of **** rock. It is conceivable that if they can be completed, this is also an excellent song. It's a pity that at present, Evan Bell's almost split-personality brain has only woven the verse of the first part.

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Evan Bell temporarily named it "chemical substance" arbitrarily, just because the melody of this song carries a sense of chemical erosion, as if it was the end of the world. After being ravaged by zombies, there is no sign of life on the continent, It is slowly being eroded by the zombie virus, and perhaps the final outcome is to disappear.

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First it was "making things right", and now it's "chemical substances". Evan Bell couldn't help rubbing the temples that he had been pulling. Vin Bell's favorite situation? But not now, because now Evan Bell has no way to stop and think, it's all terrible! Awful!

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Evan Bell took a deep breath, and the hot breath mixed with the bitter taste in the air swept in, causing Evan Bell to shiver a few times. He stood up, walked to the balcony, and put Joseph High. Den Levitt and Ryan Gosling woke up. Although their minds were a little confused just now, it was actually less than two minutes before Evan Bell woke up. The two men were also in a stuporous state of hangover. Also looked bewildered.

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Standing on the balcony, Evan Bell finally understood why the sun was so dazzling today: because New York is a white world now, he vaguely recalled that New York seemed to be snowing all the time last night. So, did they go to the top roof to sing in the heavy snow? God, they really got out of control last night.

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Joseph Gordon-Levitt woke up first, and then he sat up and then lay down again, because his legs were on the sofa chair, and the center of gravity was too high for him to do it at all. But he still lay on the ground in a daze. It took him a while to realize the reason why he couldn't sit up. Then he put his feet down, and then sat there and kept returning to his senses. Unfortunately, those empty eyes did not have any look.

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Looking at Ryan Gosling, who was curled up motionless in the corner, Evan Bell kicked his back twice with his right foot. If he hadn't squirmed, Evan Bell would have thought he was frozen. Evan Bell stepped on Ryan Gosling again, but unfortunately he can't stand still now, and he has no strength to step on it. He can only say, "Go to sleep in it." It's like a broken gong. That voice is horrible.

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Ryan Gosling seemed to finally be conscious, like a snail, crawled all the way into the room, and then continued to lie on the balcony, Evan Bell came over and kicked Ryan Gosling as if he were kicking a ball It took two rolls to clear the way. Joseph Gordon-Levitt also used the strength of his hips to sit and "crawl" into the room, and Evan Bell pulled up the floor-to-ceiling windows of the balcony. The warmth of the room suddenly fogged the glass.

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Evan Bell threw the blanket on Ryan Gosling, then climbed onto the bed himself, wrapped in the quilt in a daze~www.readwn.com~Joseph Gordon-Levitt also seemed to feel that the temperature was not enough while holding the pillow He also climbed onto the bed and got into Evan Bell's quilt.

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The three people in the room still didn't speak, they were all in a daze.

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Last night's thoughts were on and off. Evan Bell could only vaguely remember a few scattered fragments. It was probably that they had a high drink with Ryan Gosling. After leaving the Dutchman's bar, they returned to drink again. Fortunately, they were on Princes Street, and they didn't run further. Otherwise, if they woke up in a garbage dump or subway station today, it would be even worse. Being watched by the crowd is a small matter, but freezing their noses is a big deal.

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"Absolutely, absolutely, absolutely can't have a hangover anymore." Joseph Gordon-Levitt finally spoke, and the first sentence he said was that the hoarse voice was very empty, without too much emotion, and it is estimated that the brain has not yet Come back to your senses.

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Ryan Gosling, who was lying on the ground, also began to groan, "God, **** it, I hate hangovers." Like a cicada chrysalis wriggling on the ground.

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Evan Bell took the pillow from Joseph Gordon-Levitt's hand and smashed it directly at Ryan Gosling, "Breakfast will be yours", but after he finished speaking, he was stunned, Looking back at Joseph Gordon-Levitt, "Is it still lunch?" He didn't know what time it was.

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