Tears

The pub is full of feasting and feasting, and deafening music can be heard in the corridor at the door.A palm-thick black door blanket was shaken by the sound waves. In the middle of the opposite door blanket, the light reflected by the golden bird logo shone on the eyelids from time to time due to the shaking, turning into a dark porch the only light source.

Shangxian lifted the blanket on one side, and the sound wave rushed towards his face like a shaped sea wave, shaking him and the door blanket together.Shang Xian's already frowning brows were tightened even more, the dance floor in front of him was full of demons dancing wildly, and the colorful lights shot down from the roof of the second floor, it was like entering a silk cave.

It's just that there is no spider spirit in this Pansi Cave, it's all...Shang Xian raised his hand and rubbed his forehead, took a deep breath, exhaled it again, and then stepped in as if he was dead.He familiarly walked around the dance floor towards the deepest bar. On the dance floor, red men and green men were twisting together, and they were leaning against each other on the wall on the other side, making it difficult to move.Shangxian heaved a long sigh, no matter how many times he came to this place, it still made him uncomfortable.

A ball of red flames sprang up, a hand with red nails smartly closed the silver lighter cover, and then tapped the silver bell enchantingly, "Ding!" A glass of B52 was completed.The waiter in a white shirt and black vest picked it up and put it on the tray.Only this small cup was placed on the huge silver tray, and the blue flame shrouded the outside, squeezing the red to the very center, leaving almost nothing left.

"A dozen more depth bombs."

Sitting at the bar was a single man with slightly curly hair, almost transparent under the cold light, so ridiculously white.He seemed to be drunk, and he leaned crookedly on the bar, relying on his hands to keep him from collapsing.His eyes are almost narrowed into a slit, but the corners of his mouth are slightly raised, smiling as if there is nothing.

The bartender squinted at him, snorted lightly, took out a short and fat whiskey glass, shoveled a spoonful of ice cubes, took out a pot-bellied wine bottle, poured a layer of it, and put it in the glass. The man is at hand.

"What is this?" The man didn't even open his eyes, pushed the wine glass away in disgust, and said dissatisfiedly, "What does your deep sea bomb look like?"

"Deep-sea bomb?" The bartender seemed to have a bad temper. He picked up the wine glass that was pushed away by the man, and put it back in front of him heavily. Sweet. Let me change the milk for you.”

However, although his tone was fierce, his voice was sweet and crisp, not scary at all.He gestured to take the wine away, but was snatched away by the man.

Baileys is Baileys. I drank too much today, and my stomach is already aching, so I better not play it dead.

The bartender grinned with pouty lips, showing half of his white teeth. He glanced at the order machine, but no new orders came in.He was so lazy that he lay down in front of the man, who was drinking with his head up, his Adam's apple rolling and glowing.

"A-Jiang, what kind of skin care products do you use? Why is your skin so good?" The bartender swallowed enviously, wishing to reach out and touch it, "It's a waste of you to do 1."

A-Jiang finished the wine, clicked his tongue, Baileys is really too tired, he might as well drink milk.He pushed the wine glass back to the bartender, and smiled slyly, "I won't be 1, are you little 0s willing?"

"I have nothing to give up, and you don't want me." The bartender curled his lips, raised his eyebrows and moved closer, put his red-painted fingernail on A-Jiang's arm, and played with his hair in circles with his index finger. "You can try it with me. My skills are very good, and you will be satisfied."

A-Jiang sneered, and slowly spit out a few words, "I don't like snake face."

The bartender shook off A-Jiang's hand as if stung by a bee, covered his cheeks with his hands, and stared at A-Jiang coquettishly with almond-shaped eyes with perfect double eyelids, and it was clearly written on his face, why are you so ignorant.But A-Jiang didn't receive his signal at all, seeing him covering his face, he added another sentence.

"I don't like lips that have been stung by bees either."

"Then what do you think of me?"

At some point, A-Jiang approached a person, A-Jiang and the bartender looked over at the same time, it was a boy in his twenties, fair and white, with a little green eyes.But he is not stage fright at all, being stared at by two people at the same time, not only is he not nervous, but he can also smile calmly.

He stretched out his hand across Ajaan's chest to reach the other side.A-Jiang put a box of Peppermint Pops over there, opened it, revealing two filter tips, and the zippo lighter was pressed on the cigarette box.The boy's nails were manicured round, and he pinched one of them with his index finger and thumb, and began to pull it out.A-Jiang didn't move, just watched his movements, he couldn't help licking his lower lip at A-Jiang.

"Snapped."

The boy felt his hand being held down by something, and he looked over reflexively, a big wheat-colored hand.The owner of the hand didn't seem to want to touch him, seeing his movements stop, the fingers that were holding him moved away immediately.

"He has a master."

When the bartender saw this person, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and said coquettishly, "Brother Xian, why did you come here?"

The boy looked at the bartender, then at this man, then at Ajaan, and immediately understood what was going on.His complexion suddenly became a little ugly, and he felt that he was being played, so he cursed angrily, "The Lord came out to make an appointment!"

As he said that, as if he still had something to say, he gave Ajiang a contemptuous look, "It's obviously a 0, why pretend to be a 1."

He pulled his hand angrily, with too much force, Ajaan's zippo was thrown by him.He turned his head and was about to leave without even looking, but was grabbed by the corner of his clothes.

"What? Can't one who is 0 be able to be 1?" A-Jiang was very close to him, and what he uttered was the smell of wine, sweet and greasy, just like his face.His lighter was thrown out, and he didn't know where it fell, but he didn't seem to be angry at all, he still curled his mouth and half-closed his eyes, like a lazy cat.

Ever since he saw the bartender secretly sending messages to Shang Xian, his heart seemed to be tied by a thin thread, he couldn't get up or down.Shangxian's slightly deep voice cut the thread like a pair of scissors.His heart fell into his pocket, and he was finally happy from the bottom of his heart all night.So, even though the kid's words were so blunt, he still happily said them to him.

"Haven't you heard of double plugs, kid?"

The ending sounded frivolously, and the face of the so-called child turned blood red. He had been in this circle for a long time, but he had never seen such a brazen person.He wanted to leave, but he felt that walking like this was like fleeing from the wilderness. He wanted to fight back, but his mind was like a mess now, and he couldn't think of anything that could bring him back.

"enough."

Shangxian had had enough, he pulled back Ajaan's hand, and gave the boy another look.He has thick eyebrows and big eyes, and he is the most traditional handsome guy, but because he is a little too angular, he is a bit bluffing when he doesn't smile.The boy was stared at by him, and he didn't care if he ran away, sneaked into the dance floor, and disappeared.

"What's going on today? Where's your little boyfriend?" Shang Xian asked.

"Divided." A-Jiang said lightly.

Shang Xian seemed to have expected this answer a long time ago, and sneered, "How long is this time? Three months? Two months? Ajaan, you are getting faster and faster now."

Before he finished speaking, A-Jian touched Shang Xian's lips with one finger, and the soft fingertips pressed against the flesh of the lips, with a distinct tactile sensation. "Hush," he blinked his left eye playfully, his tone narrowed, "how can a man speak so fast."

Shangxian's heart beat suddenly, he slapped Ajaan's hand away in embarrassment, turned around and left.

"Still not following?" The bartender angrily snatched the wine glass from A-Jiang's hand. The ice cubes of Baileys melted, and a thin layer of water accumulated at the bottom of the glass. A-Jiang finished drinking the water and took out his tongue again. Play with licking ice cubes.The bartender's movements were caught off guard, and A-Jiang had no time to react, his hands were already empty, and his tongue was still outside, so he had to lick his lips in a pretentious way before taking it back slowly.

"No rush." ​​Ajaan said lazily.

"Humph," the bartender seemed too lazy to look at A-Jiang, turned on the faucet, and began to wash the cups. The water splashed against the stainless steel sink, making a splashing sound. "In the past, I didn't finish drinking a dozen depth bombs, but now I have to add a glass of Baileys after drinking two dozen. If he doesn't come someday, I'll see how you cry."

After the bartender finished speaking, he didn't wait for A-Jiang to speak, his heart shuddered, knowing that he had poked A-Jiang's sore spot, he secretly scolded himself for not opening which pot and which pot he was carrying.He raised his head, wanting to make amends, but saw that A-Jiang had already jumped off the high stool.

"gone."

"Ajaan."

Ajaan stopped and looked back at him, it was still the same Ajaan.The bartender stared at A-Jiang's face for a few seconds, then suddenly leaned over, "A-Jiang, is my bead really ugly? I just spent thousands of dollars on it."

A-Jiang laughed suddenly, leaning back and forth, as if he had been poked at the point of laughter.He was lying on the bar with a smile, and it took him a long time to straighten his waist. His eyes were bright, reflecting the mist of light.His slender fingertips slid across the end of his eyes, "I'll send you something later."

He waved to the bartender and passed through the crowd, like a flexible and smooth fish, no one could catch him.The bartender stared at his back for a while, then looked up to the second floor. From his perspective, he could only see a pair of long legs, wearing dark suit pants, standing up from the railing and slowly leaving.From just now, he felt that there was a line of sight from above, but unfortunately, A-Jiang didn't seem to feel it, otherwise, from A-Jiang's perspective, he should be able to see the face.

Holding a glass of foreign wine, Lu Aizhen pushed open the door of the private room.The private room for more than a dozen people was empty, and there were three or four bottles of foreign wine on each of the two side-by-side glass coffee tables. Only one bottle was opened, and the wine inside was hardly touched.These are low points in the private room, Lu Aizhen didn't intend to drink, and the wine glass he held was just for show.

The one just now... well, I don't know what it's called... the butterfly just now was quite interesting.

As soon as he arrived, he was attracted by the man. He was sitting on a high stool at the bar, his legs were long and straight due to his skinny jeans.The jacket was tucked into the trousers, and the waist was too thin.

On the steamy dance floor, he was sitting there alone, his indifferent sense of alienation was like a glass cover, isolating him from this lustful space.Lu Aizhen inexplicably felt that he was like a lotus seed, wrapped in red flowers and green canopy, but when peeled off, he had a pure white heart.

He clearly wore the cleanest white shirt, but Lu Aizhen stubbornly called him Huadie.After he drank too much, he put his hands on the bar, bent his shoulder blades into a beautiful shape, and the illusory lights swam on his body. In a trance, it seemed that a pair of gorgeous wings grew behind him, fanning the flames.

A word suddenly came to his mind.

Remaining and independent.

Is that butterfly...?ho.

"what are you doing?"

Shangxian was holding his breath, and Ajaan had been holding his mobile phone since he got in the car, not knowing what he was doing.From the moment he received the WeChat message, he has been suppressing his anger all the way, like a gun that explodes at one point｜powder keg, but the culprit is unaware of it.

"Look for a picture," A-Jiang bit his lower lip and chuckled, his fingers kept swiping the screen, "Ah, I found it."

He clicked on one of them to enlarge it, raised his phone to Shangxian, "Do you look like Xiao Qiao?"

Shangxian glanced at it out of the corner of his eye. It was a picture of a little dog with a swollen mouth after being stung by a bee. He had seen it before.He looked away silently, didn't speak, A-Jiang didn't care, took back the phone and started fiddling again, "I'll send it to Xiao Qiao."

Xiao Qiao's reply came in instantly, it was a voice, A-Jiang clicked on it, and the deafening "A-Jiang, you go to hell—"

Ajaan laughed out loud, and seemed to burst into tears again.

"Stop going to that kind of place in the future, people like Shaogen fooling around." Shangxian said in a deep voice.

A-Jiang's laughter stopped abruptly, and he moved his index finger to turn off the phone screen.He turned his head and looked out of the window, the shadow of the sycamore tree was cast on the car window, the mottled shadow of the tree moved around, occasionally revealing his face, smiling, lazy, unmoved by Shangxian's words as always .

"What kind of place, what kind of people?"

Shang Xian stepped on the brake, and Ajaan's house arrived.He lives in an old-fashioned garden house on Hengshan Road. He is not alone. He only occupies a two-bedroom and one-living room on the first floor.The door openings of bungalows are so small that cars cannot go in, and Shangxian can only park in the driveway outside.

"Ah Jiang, you are already 31, can you stop being so promiscuous, haven't you had enough fun for so many years? Even if you like men, wouldn't it be good to find someone to settle down with?"

The car has come to a complete stop, and the handbrake has been pulled, but Shang Xian still holds the steering wheel with his hands, and his eyes are also staring at the front, as if he will be on the road in the next second.

The atmosphere in the car was a bit awkward, the flow of air seemed to be still, the perfume on A Jiang's body suddenly became stronger, and the honey was sandwiched with bergamot, which made Shang Xian a little irritable.Ajaan seemed to have noticed it, and silently pushed down the car window a little.Fresh air poured in, and the tension on Shangxian's body finally eased a little.

"Axian, you are becoming more and more like an old woman." Ajiang seemed to smile a little, but immediately restrained himself, "Okay, I see, I will think about it."

He squinted at Shang Xian, Shang Xian seemed to look better after hearing what he said, he leaned over and leaned against the glove box in the middle.

"It's so late, do you want to sleep with me?" Shang Xian's face turned blue, and A-Jiang quickly added, "You sleep on the bed, I sleep on the sofa."

"Gu Jiang!" This sentence seemed to have stepped on Shang Xian's back, he turned his head to look at Gu Jiang, his face was as hard as a piece of granite, the words Gu Jiang surrounded the car, and it seemed that there was still an echo.

The person who was called by his first and last name shrank back, leaned against the triangle formed by the car door and the seat, and raised his hands to his ears, as if surrendering.

"Okay, I was joking. I'm sorry." While apologizing, he observed Shangxian, and found that he was not moved at all, so he could only let go of his hands in embarrassment.Under Shang Xian's gaze, he finally felt a little embarrassed, raised his hand to brush his hair, and then put his hand on the doorknob.

"I'm going back, you drive carefully."

Gu Jiang opened the door and stepped on the ground with one leg.

"Ajaan," Shang Xian called to him, and he no longer looked at him after hearing the voice.A-Jian stopped his movements, but he didn't look back. He was curious about what kind of scenery A-Xian saw when he looked forward, and why he always liked to look forward.

"Ah-Jiang, have I ever told you not to joke with me like this. You always don't take my words to heart, maybe it's because I've always been unable to do what I say."

A night wind blew past A-Jiang's side and poured into the car, breaking Shang Xian's voice into fragments.But Ajaan could hear clearly, and Shang Xian's words were lined up to drill into his ears word by word.He thought, why didn't human ears evolve a door, so that when you don't want to hear, just close the door.Just like eyelids, when you don't want to see, just close your eyes, how nice.

"I will never go there to find you again. Whether you go to get drunk or have sex, it has nothing to do with me." There is no way, so I can only listen, and Ajaan is a little helpless. "I've said this before, but today I mean it, believe it or not."

Ajaan didn't say anything, he used all his strength to control his body, so that he could get out of the car upright as usual, so that the trembling back would not reveal his helplessness.

He pushed the car door shut and stood on the side of the street with his hands in his pockets, letting the cool wind blow for a while before taking a step back.Ajaan bent down and knocked on the car window.It took a while for Shang Xian to put down the glass, Ajaan was not in a hurry, and waited with a smile on his face. When all the glass fell, he drew his right hand and put it on the car window.

"Axian, you speak with your conscience. If the joke just now was made by Ah Mao, the third child, or anyone else, would you be so angry?"

Shang Xian's face turned livid, he seemed to no longer want to grind his teeth with A-Jiang, he stepped on the gas pedal, ignoring A-Jiang's hand still resting on the car window, and walked away.

Shang Xian rudely unbuttoned his collar, he endured it for a long time, finally he couldn't hold it back, and slapped the steering wheel.The horn sounded briefly, which seemed particularly abrupt in the silent night.There was a dull pain in his palm, and the pain seemed to ease the anger in his heart.

Forget it, he persuaded himself not to get angry at this kind of thing that had been repeated countless times, anyway, after the disturbance tonight, Ajaan could at least calm down for a month.

He boasted that he knew Ajaan inside out, so three days later, late at night, when he received a call from Ajaan again, his anger almost reached its peak.

He didn't intend to answer the phone at first, but Ajaan's ringtone was specially set, so even if he didn't look at it, he knew it was him.The music was playing tirelessly, and when the lazy and hoarse male voice sang "Ihavebeeninyou,baby.

He connected the phone and put it to his mouth to scold, but the voice in the receiver made him swallow all the words in an instant.Ajaan was crying, speaking intermittently, his voice trembling violently, he hadn't seen Ajaan so helpless and flustered for a long time.

A Jiang's voice was so panicked that even Zhou Ling who was under Shang Xian could hear it clearly.Zhou Ling's face was pale. When she heard the ringtone of her mobile phone, her heart had already sunk.

"Ah Yin, Xiao Ni committed suicide, and there was blood all over it. I was alone in the hospital. I didn't know what to do. I was very scared."

Zhou Ling quietly listened to the words coming out of the receiver, feeling a little funny.After a long foreplay with Shangxian, she has just gotten better.Shangxian has always been considerate in this matter, and only started to get down to business after provoking her feelings.Sometimes, too long foreplay will give her the illusion that Shangxian is delaying time, and only when they are really together, can she dispel that ridiculous idea.

But now, they were still lying together, but she had to watch this man answer another man's phone call, and hear him say that he was very scared and he didn't know what to do.what to do?She was also scared and she didn't know what to do.

"Which hospital are you in?"

Shangxian's words were like a death sentence, Zhou Ling closed her eyes in despair, she felt that Shangxian looked at her for a while, and then slowly backed away.

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