Jie Qingsi [Bar]

The habit of waiting until a quarter past twelve was not maintained.

Gu Lian will still walk around the venue first, but if there is no familiar face, he will go upstairs with An Yuanqing directly.

The two of them didn't exchange contact information, and they just kept going.

An Yuanqing started to give Gu Lian some small gifts afterwards, because she knew that she was more receptive at this time, and she tended to obey everything.

There are pens, scarves, books and notebooks, and sometimes a rose, well kept and beautifully colored.

Gu Lian took everything back to the school dormitory, except for the rose, which was too ostentatious, and was placed in the white porcelain vase on the bar.

The roses were delivered on Saturday night, and it happened to be the seventh day when they withered.

It hasn't rained for several days, and the temperature has picked up, neither hot nor cold, very comfortable.

The willow leaves on the old street are withered and yellow, and the thin and soft branches are dangling in the wind.

An Yuanqing deliberately got off work early, went to the styling room to care for her long hair, and tied it behind her head, with a few small strands hanging down her cheeks. The slightly curly arc was lazy and casual, her shoulders and neck were slashed, and she wore a red dress like fire.

She has an elegant and gentle demeanor, and occasionally she dresses up like this, which is even more eye-catching, indescribably seductive, like bringing the rose-colored clouds that disappear from the sky at dusk into the bar.

Sitting on the edge of the bar as usual, one slender leg is half arched, resting on the footrest of the high stool, and the other is on the ground, the fiery red skirt pours down, revealing the slender ankles, and the toes tap the ground lightly.

Arms resting on the bar, smiling while holding a glass of wine, sitting casually and loosely, changing from the elegant style of the past.

"Where is she?" An Yuanqing said, looking around with her beautiful eyes.

Before coming in just now, he had already seen Gu Lian's car at the entrance of the alley.

Wen Ya avoided talking about it, and instead asked, "Why are you in such a good mood today?"

An Yuanqing didn't feel anything strange, his thick eyelashes fluttered, he smiled and didn't answer.

Last Saturday, before the two parted, Gu Lian specifically told her that there was an exam in the next week, and she would come on Saturday.

Gu Lian didn't say much, An Yuanqing knew that it meant that she wouldn't have to wait every day.

Such words are very meaningful, and contain a special kind of care. An Yuanqing has experience in relationships, so he is naturally happy to notice that Gu Lian's attitude has changed a little bit.

Tonight, for her, it was equivalent to going on a date with Gu Lian, without breaking through a thin layer of paper, enjoying the ambiguity that seemed to be there.

Wen Ya wanted to say something to divert her attention, but the two people over there had already walked out of the shadows slowly, without stopping by the bar, they went straight upstairs.

Standing next to Gu Lian was a woman in a tea-green tunic dress, with long straight hair flowing like ink gauze, and the small guiding light at the stairway emitted a faint white light, which set off the fairy air around the woman.

The woman's facial features are three-dimensional and distinct, somewhat similar to Mo He's. She is cold and detached, but she has a gentle taste, which is the complete opposite of the unruly Mo He.

Wen Ya has seen it all, An Yuanqing will naturally not miss the person she misses day and night.

The cold temperature in the palm of her hand seemed to reach her heart, freezing her whole body, only her gaze followed the direction of the two of them going upstairs.

When Gu Lian walked to the corner of the stairs, his eyes were lowered, and they fell straight into An Yuanqing's eyes.

There is a gloomy haze at the bottom of the eyes, deep and quiet, without a trace of emotion.

An Yuanqing's tight red lips parted slightly, trembling, like autumn leaves rustling in the bleak wind.

The stairway is dark, surrounded by a circle of blue and white light around the bar.

Gu Lian must have put a lot of thought into seeing her outfit tonight, frowned, and hesitated to speak.

The woman didn't pay attention and continued to walk up.

The arms of the two rubbed against each other, Gu Lian came back to his senses, looked away, and disappeared at the end of the stairs together.

The rose petals were curled, with sallow traces, which made the sound of the wine glass resting heavily on the table shaken, and fell down, landing on An Yuanqing's curled knuckles.

The sockets of her eyes were faintly red, she held back, did not let the tears roll down, pursed her lips, and asked, "Who is she?"

Who else could be, another old acquaintance with a similar face.

Wen Ya felt that Gu Lian was too cold-hearted, but after all, he did nothing wrong.In the final analysis, these sentiments are all related to the Anyuan list. To put it bluntly, they are self-indulgent.

To put it bluntly, the relationship between the two is just like everyone else in the venue, each taking what they need.She has seen this kind of scene too much, no one is right or wrong.

The rose petals were crushed on An Yuanqing's fingertips, and the juice stuck to her onion fingers, shockingly red.

An Yuanqing always felt that the woman just now, compared to Mo He, gave her a more inexplicable feeling, which made her dare not think deeply, for fear of digging out something that would make her feel uneasy.

Wen Ya sighed softly: "Do you want to go back?"

To go back implies giving up.

She could see it clearly, and she was relieved.

Gu Lian has been here for more than two years, and he has known more than one or two people, not to mention that he will know more in the future.

She is ruthless to An Yuanqing, even if An Yuanqing's ardent and strong emotions have turned Gu Lian, and she is with An Yuanqing mercifully, such feelings are not formed naturally, but forced to chase.

It won't last long, barely getting together is also a bondage to each other.

An Yuanqing thought about getting up in a daze, and touched the hard and flat box in her handbag, which seemed to give her a shot in the arm.

Stubbornly said: "I want to drink."

If you drink, you can't drive, and if you don't drive, it means you won't go back.

Wen Ya had no choice but to drink a few drinks with someone, but she was busy with business and had no time to take care of her, so she suggested: "Go out and smoke a cigarette, get some air."

An Yuan hummed, glanced at the dark stairway before leaving, and left.

Because she was preparing to get in touch with Gu Lian, she didn't put cigarettes in her bag for fear of revealing her secrets.In the past two days, he has been restraining himself, so as not to be contaminated with the smell of smoke, which would make Gu Lian dislike it.

But now she only cares about having fun with others, and won't take care of her as a backup.

An Yuanqing went back to the car, took out a brand new box from the glove box, and took out one. He was going to put the rest back, but he put it in his hand and swayed it under the willow tree to part the withered shade. , standing with his back against the trunk.

At this time, people on the old street gathered, mostly in groups of three or four, and sometimes in pairs.

There was a circle of people not far away, as if someone was professing, white candles and pink flowers, shining brightly, very romantic, the two of them were in love with each other, it was just a ceremony.

The sound of laughter and blessings made her even more lonely.

An Yuanqing remembered that the necklace in her bag was hand-made by a friend who opened the shop. The friend also asked her if she wanted to add some letters to the pendant to express her heart.

But the relationship between her and Gu Lian is very ambiguous, it is suitable to keep a certain distance, and Gu Lian's personality is dull, I am afraid that such details will be cumbersome.

She considered it over and over again, and finally asked her friend to make the design simple and unique.

Before she knew it, one was coming to an end, she frowned and hesitated for a while, with the thin cigarette in her mouth, she took out the second one, continued with the scarlet sparks, snuffed out the previous one, and threw it on the ground .

The light under the willow tree is too dim, which suppresses people's sight, and the white smoke is lingering, making the vision hazy.

Through the night, she vaguely saw the gentle and cold woman coming out, looking unhappy, her steps were fast, and she walked into the night without looking back.

She suspected that she had too much desire and thoughts, and the dark green willow branches were densely packed, which was easy to cause illusions, so she didn't care.

Looking down at the half-burned cigarette, he pushed the lid of the cigarette box away with a small corner with his thumb, hesitated, brushed off the ash, and put it in his mouth, as before.

Who would have expected that the cigarette in his mouth would be taken away before he took a puff, and his movements had nothing to do with gentleness.

Gu Lian lowered her eyelids, pinching the thin smoke with two fingers, feeling a little embarrassed.

There are hot and humid cigarette tails on one side, and scorching sparks on the other, she thought for a while, then walked quickly to the side of the trash can under the street lamp, put her palm against the wet end, and extinguished it inside.

The smell of An Yuanqing still remained in her palm, she flexed her knuckles and rubbed her fingertips.

After doing this movement, I also feel baffled, very strange, I can't tell whether I hate it or like it.

An Yuanqing's red lips parted slightly, waiting for Gu Lian to calm down and walk in front of him, still stunned and apprehensive.

At first, she also said convincingly that she didn't smoke, and even made up unfounded excuses to deceive Gu Lian.

Now that the lies are exposed in this way in front of the other party, I am afraid that even the most basic integrity will be difficult to maintain in the future.

Her heart was too uneasy, her chest was rumbling non-stop, she couldn't say a word, her thick eyelashes kept trembling, and her back was stiff.

Gu Lian didn't move for a long time, and raised his eyelids, only to find that the person who looked away was An Yuanqing.After being silent for a while, he said calmly: "Don't smoke under the tree in the future, accidents are easy to happen."

In words, he put the matter down gently.

An Yuanqing breathed a sigh of relief, and agreed with a good attitude, only to realize that the palms of his hands began to sweat, and carefully confirmed: "You don't blame me?"

Naturally, Gu Lian would not blame her for such an insignificant matter. After all, the two of them did not intend to date, not to mention that she had already guessed this matter, so there was no need to pursue it.

His eyes were lowered, and he noticed that her fingertips were also rubbing against her palms, and suddenly she felt a subtle feeling, as if something had opened up and connected the two of them.

The calm lake of heart was stirred up by this small action, and he whispered: "Didn't you blame me?"

An Yuanqing reacted for a long time, and suddenly realized that the scene just now was not an illusion.Great joy washed away the restlessness.

Excited, he grabbed Gu Lian's hand, rubbed her white and tender knuckles, and stared at the base of her fingers, as if confirming something.

No matter how calm Gu Lian was, her face became hot from her abnormal reaction.Subconsciously wanted to pull it back, but didn't want to be underestimated by her, so she endured it and let her caress her.

Unexpectedly, her connivance gave this man the courage to push her forward, and stepped forward to press her into his arms.

With a lot of strength, the joy that has nowhere to vent, is all mixed in the arms, holding her tightly.

Gu Lian was caught off guard, half of her face was buried in her neck, the tip of her nose was filled with the faint smell of cigarette smoke from her hair, her back was so hard that the metal casing of the lighter was still pressed against her spine.

She was in pain, and struggled uncomfortably: "Okay..."

An Yuanqing shook his head, hugged her forcefully, and moved his left hand to hold her against the tiger's mouth.

The red lips found the tips of her ears behind her fragrant hair, the moist lips opened and closed, brushed lightly, and circled to the tender part of her ears, pecking and kissing like nothing: "Let me hug again. "

Gu Lian has gotten used to getting along with this person for a while, and every small move can trigger a deep reaction.

Her breath stagnated slightly, her heart throbbed, and the thoughts of guilt prevailed, so she didn't stop her, and let her go.