chapter 2 I will always be trapped in my grave

"Here, here."

As soon as she walked in, Xiaoxue pressed me into her arms, looked at my face, and asked, "What's wrong? Why have you been thinking about those two bitches recently?

What do you mean by thinking about it recently? It's that they are brothers and sisters every day.

But people like me are usually hard-mouthed, and they will definitely not admit it and smile freely, "Yo Xi, who is thinking about those two bitches? I'm thinking about my two parents who are working in distant England, okay? Don't always mention bitches, it's disgusting.

To be honest, in the nightmares I have every day. The attendance rate of two bitches is much higher than that of my parents.

"A Li," Xiaoxue grabbed my arm and seemed to confirm the credibility of my words. "If you don't mind. Last time I met Wilson, he asked me to tell you that he always liked you. I'm afraid you won't give up, so I didn't dare to tell you..."

Wilson, a bitch.

Fuck it! Fuck you like me! Oh, my God, how much he likes me? He likes me so much that he has to live with my best friend. I was so moved that I was so happy.

I raised my head and looked at the sky where the night had already fallen. I don't know whether it was tears or air pollution that made the clear sky in my heart begin to be turbid. He smiled and raised his head, allowing tears to slide across his face, one drop at a time, "Really? When I was 15 years old, he said he liked me, and I believed it. When I was 16 years old, he said he liked me, I'm sure. When I was 17 years old, he said he liked me, and I firmly believed. But why did he say that he liked it when I was almost 19 years old? I didn't believe it at all. I will think this is the funniest joke in the world, which makes me laugh and cry.

Xiao Xue was silent for a while and took my shoulder. "Oh, oh, I won't mention it. I forgot, I forgot, I'm going to take you out to have fun today. I'm going to think about how to have fun."

I raised three fingers and said, "Ask at least three handsome boys' phone numbers."

"En."

There are many good places in the city waiting for us to explore. To be honest, I have heard of this place countless times in a civilized city of eating, drinking and playing. It's just a small neighborhood. It has an extremely Chinese name, but it's a fashionable bar street. Where is this? I believe the brothers and sisters living in City C know it.

The dazzling light is not suitable for me. There are many times when I don't want to admit it. I once disguised myself as a sunny and happy little girl, but I failed. I am a gloomy child, which is my nature and there is no way to change it at all. I like to get up in the morning and squat in the toilet to smoke, close the door of the toilet, and smoke one by one until the toilet is full of smoke, and the thick smoke makes me cry. This is not bad. What annoys me most is that I once fell in love with the feeling of self-harm. I sat upright on the carpeted tatami alone at home, facing the huge sunlight that was about to melt me, and scratched my wrists over and over again with a sharp fruit knife. Most of the time, I thought I would die, or I was already dead. But this kind of behavior has no real significance except for leaving countless scars on my wrist.

I always do something that is meaningless, unrealistic and completely illusory.

Maybe the line set by fate for me is too tragic. It doesn't care about me, and I can't feel sorry for myself.

"With so many bars, which one are you going to?"

The countless red, green, yellow and colorful lights made my eyes almost shake into a rainbow island. I held my forehead and asked with a headache.

"It's here, it's here."

We turned around in the path, and I felt that those flashing lights were like the huge eyes of monsters that were about to devour me. When I couldn't stand it, it finally arrived.

I looked up. The name of the bar is average, and the two numbers are not worth mentioning. There is a big one next to it that looks more luxurious, with two letters, but it's a pity that we don't have a chance.

He sent a bag and buried his head and walked in like a criminal.

Although this is my first time to come to this bar, it feels no different from those small bars near our school. Even if the DJ's disc is so bad that it is 100,000 points, the heads of the students who are aggrieved by life are still shaken like rattles.

There are not many beautiful women, and they are not well dressed. The handsome man didn't see it at all. The elderly uncle saw a lot. He wrote two words on his weather-beaten old faces, lonely!

We shrank to a corner and sat down. Sister Xue had acquaintances in this time, so she didn't have to pay. In order to suppress the shock, I picked up the fake foreign wine on the table and drank a glass of it. I stroked my chest to calm down.

After all, our sister Xue is a veteran on the battlefield, so she doesn't sit on the stool at all. She directly kicked her high heels that look like Givenchy and jumped up with the beat. Her long golden hair was shaken, the lines were still there, and the dance posture was barely manageable, and she played well.

But I'm not interested, it's not me. I can be dragged to the nightclub by the otaku in our dormitory more than twice a week at school, and no one is so happy that I don't feel anything.

I sat on the stool honestly, holding a crystal glass full of inferior foreign wine, which just set off my little Lori's dress. It's not that I'm thick-faced or that I'm bragging. It looks like a little fairy came down to earth. Well, well, no matter what a little lady is, it's always like.

"Look, honey, look, look, it's a man! My dish is so handsome, so handsome!!! I'm here to see him. Oh, my God, my God, I can't breathe, OHNO! Look at it. Have you seen it?

My head was violently twisted in one direction with her pointed fingernails in one hand, and a handsome man with a straight nose with black hair bumped into my sight. It's funny. Until now, I don't know his name. I didn't think too much at that time, but I just thought it was good. It's white, tall and a little strong. There is a little inconspicuous beard on the back of the temples of the ears, and the eyes are relatively floating. So later I doubted whether he had astigmatism. The earrings of the blue rhinestone are behind the ears, and the slender and white arms are repeatedly wrapped around irregular small pieces of sandalwood beads close to each other, and the other hand carries an unknown watch, maybe Casio, Tissot, Longines, Omega... Until later, I didn't guess anymore. It's not about the essence, there is no need to waste time.

What's more ridiculous is that I initially thought a passer-by became the protagonist.

In fact, at the beginning, I thought it was just ordinary ripples. I didn't think so much, but life is always so unexpected. Later, it was beyond my expectation that I was caught off guard, and it was all a later story.

"Ye-huh." I pushed Xiaoxue, who was still sending the nymphomaniac on the side, and continued to pretend to drink and make a conclusion. "To be honest, I doubt whether the man has plastic surgery and whether his mother's facial features will be too exquisite!" Or just the young master, absolutely the young master!"

Xiaoxue didn't bother to pay attention to me at all. Her eyes were wrapped around her vegetable and she was reluctant to move away for half a second. "Wow, my God, he's coming. Come here, damn it, what should I do? I have been so excited for so many years. Ali, come and help me!"

Damn, the guy with a long head! I stared at her and stood up decisively at the moment when the handsome man passed me by, blowing a loud whistle. Even if this series of actions is extremely coherent, clear and smooth, it also transformed my image of Lori into a hooli on the street in an instant.

"Handsome guy!" He shouted at him while whistling.

In fact, I pray in my heart that the voice of my mother duck can be submerged in this deafening music and turn into a small wave that no one has noticed in my life.

But...

I don't know if he is too close to me, or I miscalculated, or if my voice is too loud and harsh, or if I'm too beautiful, he heard it.

To be honest, I just exhale in an instant. In fact, my skin is particularly thin. In other words, it is to beat a swollen face and pretend to be fat. He turned back slightly. I was stunned and swallowed a large amount of saliva.

I saw the range outlined at the corners of his mouth, blurred by the light under the yellow smoke, and the time flowing at his fingertips.

Fortunately, it was only for a moment. Fortunately, he only shook three-quarters of his side face. It seemed that someone was calling him over there. He nod and walked over. The figure was mixed in the crowd that could not see the flowing years clearly and disappeared.

It's like an illusion, an illusion that is too real.

So that's it. It turns out that he gave me the feeling that it was too fake from the beginning. Even if time has passed for so long, I am still struggling. Is it a living person he really met, or a dream I had when I drank too much and didn't wake up in a certain month of a certain year? It was a hallucination, a hallucination or a hallucination. Yes, there are too many real illusions.

However, fate is so kind to me. Such an excellent illusion was sent directly into my dream. Do you think I should cry or laugh? Just send him into a dream. God bless not to send him into my life and melt into blood. That's the worst thing.

Later, I learned to laugh and cry, and this thing came to an end.

I took the Hongta Mountain on the table and pulled one out, handed it to Xiao Xue, who was still a nymphomaniac, and then ordered one for myself.

She went crazy and sat down on the stool next to me. The two of us were farting and indifferently spitting smoke rings.

"Let's have a drink." After smoking, I picked up the cup and touched the snow. The brown ** in the cup swung around, which was very beautiful.

"Okay. Baby, I love you." She also raised her cup and touched me gently. She was deeply emotional and stuffy!

Just after drinking, the oldman stood up again and shook his head crazily. In fact, I really want to ask that sister if she is dizzy.

A dark man with a bumpy face came over with a cup, and his eyes were obviously looking at me. Damn, I cursed in the bottom of my heart and turned my head to pretend that I didn't see it.

I hate this kind of old man who keeps toasting when he catches a beautiful woman. He is self-righteous and disgusting.

However, that brother obviously didn't want to let me go like this. He squeezed between me and Xiaoxue and touched our cups by himself. "Beauty, I'll give you a toast."

God testified! I really hate it when I dress up as Lori today! If I had known that I would have pretended to be a little fucking **, let's see if these old men would think there is any difference between me and the other partyqueen in the nightclub!

The two of us pulled up a smile that was worse than crying, squeezed our mouths slightly, and then turned our heads to not want to see his nest-like face.

"Beauty, where are you from?" Wowotou's face was also thick enough, and his face stretched directly in front of me, which scared me. Xiaoxue's man was more powerful than Wowotou. Seeing this posture, he immediately rushed two meters away, and he vowed to stay away from me resolutely.

Good sister! It's fucking loyal. I felt at a loss and gritted my teeth.