cold flame

Bar Street on Friday opened a long gap in the night, dotted with colorful neon lights in the middle, illuminating the excited or indifferent faces coming and going, as long as you enter the street, you will be surrounded by Different styles of music.

Rapidly changing drum beats, beating crisp and clear music sounds, the man on the stage sang to the climax, lifted the microphone in his hand, and took a step forward with the microphone off the shelf, followed by a clear high-pitched voice In one go, the atmosphere boiled to the highest point.

Lin Mo gradually got used to this kind of stage effect made in response to the atmosphere. He often drives the atmosphere when the bars are noisy on weekends. Playing and singing slow songs are mainly played and sung softly.

At the end of the first half, Lin Mo poured most of the water for himself as soon as he got off the stage. Just as he relieved the thirst in his throat, he saw Cai Cong walking towards him, "Hey, the people at that table said you sang well, and insisted that they want to sing with you." Let's talk, you go, just deal with it casually."

Although it is not the obligation of the resident band to have a drink or a few words, but in the Qing bar featuring drinking, chatting and listening to music, singers or the more popular members of the band often become the focus of attention, and they will also Have a few drinks with some closed-eyed guests, and do your part to attract guests for your boss.

This seems to have become a kind of bar culture. Although there are some playful elements in it, it is inevitable that there will be such occasions at work.

Lin Mo was not like Lin Zi, who was able to compete with those people with ease. He always sat in the dark and rested quietly, waiting for the second half of the playing and singing performance.

He looked at the place Cai Cong said, and saw a booth surrounded by a large group of people, filled with cigarettes, alcohol and snacks, bursts of laughter came from time to time.Lin Mo was not good at dealing with these social people who seemed to be older than him, and he was going to leave after just a few words as Cai Cong said.

"Are you new here? You sang well on stage just now, it sounds good! Come on, this is my brother's respect." The man sitting at the far end was wearing a black racerback vest with a dragon tattoo on his arm. As he spoke, he twisted slightly as he poured the wine.

Lin Mo saw that he opened an unopened wine bottle and brought the glass himself, so he thanked him with a smile and took a sip.

"Why did you only drink half of it? That's not acceptable. Our rule is that someone has to finish the toast. Look, I've done it!" The tattooed man turned over the empty wine glass to show his sincerity.

"Then I'll finish this drink, and I'll go on stage later, so I can't drink too much." Lin Mo drank the remaining half of the wine.

Another man with yellow hair suddenly said: "Handsome guy, that song you sang just now is my favorite song~"

"Really? I like it too." Lin Mo responded with a smile.

"It's just a coincidence. They don't understand music. It's not easy to find someone with the same taste. Come, I respect you! As long as you are here in the future, I will definitely come here often!"

Lin Mo generously took the wine glass that was poured to the brim by the other party, and under the instigation of strangers around him, he couldn't find a reason to refuse, so he downed the second glass of wine.

"Okay! This is refreshing!" The tattooed man slapped the table and praised loudly.

Lin Mo just wanted to take the opportunity to find an excuse and leave, but was intercepted before he could speak.

"Little handsome guy, I wonder if you need a girlfriend? What do you think of me~" The only woman on the table put her chin on her hand with bright red nails, and winked at Lin Mo ambiguously.

"Unfortunately, I have a girlfriend." Lin Mo pretended to smile distressedly. On this occasion, he chose to use lies to tactfully reject women.

"Haha, I made you impulsive, you were rejected!" The tattooed man laughed at the girl excitedly, then turned his head and picked up a glass of wine and said to Lin Mo, "Then you have to drink this glass, my girl It’s also about face, whoever refuses will have to punish himself for a drink, right?”

"Okay, then this is the last glass." The smile on Lin Mo's face became more and more stiff, and he tried to finish what he thought was the last glass of wine.

"Come, come, drink!"

When he thought that this would give the guest enough face and get away safely, he didn't expect that there was a fourth person who continued to persuade him to drink with different excuses. By now, Lin Mo was very sure that the other party was deliberately setting up a trap to prevent him from leaving easily.

Just as he was about to make a cold face, Lin Zi came up with a wine glass, put his other hand on Lin Mo's shoulder and patted it lightly, smiled and said to the head tattooed man, "He's our lead singer, wait for him when he's drunk. I won’t be able to go on stage, the boss is afraid that he will go berserk today, or else, I’ll take this cup for him.”

The tattooed man tilted his head and leaned on the sofa, looked at Lin Zi from bottom to top, raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "Okay, as long as you don't spoil my brother's interest, it doesn't matter if you drink or drink."

Lin Zi drank the wine in front of him without hesitation, and as expected, there were rounds of persuading him to drink, giving out all kinds of absurd reasons one after another.These people occasionally looked at each other with a smile of success, which made Lin Mo's anger that he had held back suddenly burst up.

"Have you guys had enough fun? We're not fucking drinking companions, a few drinks are enough to save face."

"Heh, I didn't expect you to have a lot of face. We bought you a few drinks when we were happy. If you don't want to drink, forget it. What do you mean by saying this with a cold face?" The yellow-haired man from before also put away at this time Smiling, unhappy face.

"I don't mean to accompany you. Do you want to drink or not! Let's go." Lin Mo raised his chin towards Lin Zi who was standing beside him with a look on his face, put his hands in his trouser pockets and turned around.

"Wait." The tattooed man stopped them, tilted his neck, drank all the wine in the glass in front of him, and made two or three irrigation-like sounds, and the wine that hadn't entered his mouth remained along his thick neck.

The other party wiped his mouth indifferently, looked up at Lin Mo and the others and sneered, "I think you don't want to hang out on this street anymore? I'm toasting, and there's no reason why no one would refuse to drink."

"That's right, in a place like a bar, inviting you to drink is to respect you, so don't pretend to be aggressive here!" The person next to him sneered and echoed.

"Don't you just sing in a bar? You really think you are a big star!" There was a burst of laughter on the table.

"Fuck! You are so stupid--"

Before Lin Mo finished speaking, he saw the man dodge back quickly, his face was covered with wine, Lin Zi threw the empty wine glass in his hand towards the table, and the cylindrical glass just landed on the neatly arranged table. On the wine bottle, there was a crisp "jump" after the impact, and the crooked wine bottle rolled, and finally fell off the table and shattered.

This sound seemed to knock on the heads of the group of people opposite, the tattooed man stood up suddenly, the veins on his forehead popped up, and said in a warning tone: "You boy dare to touch my people, are you impatient?!"

Several of his little brothers around stood up together, staring at Lin Zi unkindly, there was a lot of noise around, and at this moment, they saw a table surrounded by two young men, all looking this way, but no one wanted to Intervention means, after all, such scenes of drunkenness and riots are not uncommon in bars.

Cai Cong saw that something was wrong from a distance on the other side of the stage, so he quickly asked his teammates to go to the lounge to find the boss, and went to check the situation by himself. Before he could get close, he saw a boy in blue short-sleeves rushing towards Lin Zi .

"Senior!" Xu Yan tugged at Lin Zi in a panic, then turned his head and hesitated to the group of tattooed men, "No, I'm sorry...we didn't do it on purpose!"

When Xu Yan first arrived, he only saw the scene of Lin Zi pouring wine on other people's faces. Although he didn't understand what happened, he saw that there were so many people on the other side, and everyone seemed to be not easy to mess with. He rushed forward, intending to help him apologize and resolve the conflict.

"Who asked you to come here?!" Lin Zi, who was still calm just now, frowned after seeing Xu Yan.

"You guys? What, you still want to be a rescuer?" The tattooed man looked at Xu Yan's figure with a look of disdain, as if he had finally found a soft persimmon, his eyes shone with excitement.

He stretched out his tattooed arm and pushed towards Xu Yan, "I don't even look at how much I weigh!"

"Don't touch him!" Before the opponent's hand touched Xu Yan, Lin Zi punched him hard in the face.

The flames of war suddenly escalated!The person on the opposite side rushed up and grabbed Lin Zi, who pushed Xu Yan away before the two parties could do anything. Lin Mo couldn't hold back his anger, and rushed to his head like the wine he just drank, regardless of his obvious side. The weak two, let the situation gradually deteriorate.

I don't know if it was because Lin Zi's glass of wine angered the group of people. Most of the seven or eight people vented their energy on him, but they didn't take Lin Mo too seriously, who first caused the conflict.

The crowd of onlookers had already formed a circle around them. Amidst the discussions, there were constant sounds of tables and chairs colliding and wine glasses breaking. In the chaos, someone kicked behind the forest and knocked him to the ground who had persisted for a while.

Lin Zi lay face down on the cold ground, with one palm on the ground trying to support his body, but it was useless. There was liquid slowly spreading from under his body. Looking at the dim light of the bar, it turned out that he had just been smashed. The falling wine glass, with half of its body missing, turned into a sharp blunt weapon, which was inserted into Lin Zi's chest impartially due to the movement of Lin Zi falling to the ground.

Xu Yan, who was pushed to the outside, was the first to burst into tears after seeing this frightening scene. He knelt down beside Lin Zi in panic, trying to help him stop the bleeding.

The tattooed man and the group of people didn't seem to expect it to develop like this, and they all took a step back unconsciously and stood aside. Only the man who had a broken mouth and was splashed with wine by Lin Zi showed contempt on his face and cursed in a low voice: " Fuck, gay! It's fucking disgusting."

As if the last string of reason had been broken, Lin Mo, who was still angry and saw his friend injured, heard the cruel and cold contemptuous words at this time, as if he had been humiliated, and the anger burst out of his body.

When he realized that it was hopeless, he had already picked up the knife that someone dropped on the sofa, and stabbed at the person's body, followed by a cry of surprise, the pungent rust smell quickly permeated, striking at the target. Blood stained Lin Mo's right hand red.

He let go of his hand as if waking up, and seeing the man bending over and falling to the ground, he suddenly felt that everything in front of him was blurred, which made him strange and uneasy.

The author has something to say:

I will be traveling tomorrow, so I will stop for a few days, sorry! [Although not many people watch it, let’s say it]