I am miserable by being attacked by the social bully

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Not because of my emotional loyalty, although I still think of her from time to time, as time goes by, I am no longer obsessed with her.

After she died, I simply felt a sense of sluggishness towards emotions, negatively feeling that love is like this, nothing lasts forever, and there is no such thing as growing old together.

All feelings will reveal their split nature little by little as time passes by.

In the end, most of them are those who don't often make love.

I looked at Liao Muqiu and didn't answer him.

His eyes began to dodge, and his eyes also stayed indiscriminately.

My intuition tells me that Liao Muqiu is a person with a story.

20. I didn't fart.

I took my gaze away from Liao Muqiu, reached out my hand and took out a stick of Red Tashan in my pocket to light it up.After smoking for a long time, Liao Muqiu asked, "Have you finished your story?"

I nodded, "It's over."

"But you haven't answered my previous question."

"What's the problem?" I asked him intentionally.

"That's the question." Liao Muqiu said, "How did you answer her father?"

I pretended to be distressed and thought for a while, and then answered him: "I don't remember."

It may be that my acting skills are too bad, Liao Muqiu looked at me with obvious disbelief, afraid that I would not understand what he meant, so he added, "Fart."

I spread my hands and said with a smile: "I really don't remember, if you tell me your story, maybe I will remember."

As soon as the words fell to the ground, Liao Muqiu fell silent.

I didn't urge him, I just smoked a cigarette leisurely.After the smoke was finished, I consciously picked up the dishes on the coffee table and walked into the kitchen.

Before I got up, I heard Liao Muqiu's slightly hoarse voice, "What do you want to hear?"

I didn't answer him immediately, but after I brought out the food in the kitchen, I smiled and told him, "I'll listen to whatever you want to say. If you don't want to say it, I won't ask any more."

Liao Muqiu stopped talking, just stared at me with eyes full of emotions that I couldn't explain clearly.

He didn't take his eyes off halfway until I finished a bowl of rice.At this time, I couldn't stand it anymore, and my heart was a little panicked by his staring, so I couldn't help asking him, "Can you stop looking at me like this?"

Liao Muqiu frowned slightly, "What look?"

"It's the way you look at me now." I said, "I'm almost going to have a cerebral thrombosis from your stare, and if I continue to stare at me, I will explode and die."

Liao Muqiu gave a fake cough calmly, cast his eyes on my hot food, and said something rambling, "I want to go to 1999 to see Reet."

"Now?" I took a few mouthfuls of food and told him, "Let's go in a few days, now Reet is busy dating and has no time to greet us."

"Oh." Liao Muqiu nodded and said, "I haven't eaten yet."

Under the words, he motioned me to serve him a bowl of rice.Because when I was eating just now, I didn't bring him a bowl at all, so I thought he ate it.

I sighed, got up resignedly and went to the kitchen to feed him.

When I went to sleep at night, Liao Muqiu lay carelessly on my bed, holding a book in his hand.

I was curious, so I walked over and saw that there were five large characters written——Tagore's poetry anthology, which is still in English.I don't know where he got it, anyway, it is impossible for me to have it at home.

I looked at Liao Muqiu suspiciously, and asked him: "Do you understand?"

Liao Muqiu nodded resolutely, and said, "Why don't you understand?"

I casually pointed to a line of English characters and asked him, "Read it to me."

He coughed a few times, opened his mouth pretentiously, and said an answer that made me vomit blood, "No."

I didn't bother to pay attention to him, I lay down next to him and took out my phone, and said to him, "Fake literature and art."

"What do you know?" Liao Muqiu squinted at me, "This is called being a senior."

I spat at him silently in my heart, and consciously changed the subject, "I said why do you keep running to my bed, can't you sleep in your own bed?"

After hearing this, Liao Muqiu put down the book, looked at me with affection on his face, and said only three words, but an answer that I will never forget in my lifetime——

"I'm lonely."

On Saturday, Liao Muqiu and I played games and watched a few movies at home, and we really felt quite bored.Then he took out his mobile phone and called Reet, asking him if he would like to take his family to 1999 for a drink in the evening, and Reet readily agreed.

1999 is not far from my home, and it usually takes about 10 minutes to walk there.On the way, Liao Muqiu pointed to a fruit stand and asked me, "I'm so nervous when we meet for the first time, do you want to give me something?"

I smiled and looked at Liao Muqiu, "You're not going on a blind date, so why are you so polite? When we meet again, just give me a cigarette."

Liao Muqiu shook his head, and said seriously: "I don't have cigarettes, I don't smoke."

"Then buy him a drink." I said.

Liao Muqiu still shook his head, "Didn't you say that Reet opened the bar by himself? Do you still need me?"

"Then tell me what to do." I spread my hands, "Is it unreasonable for you to go to the bar to carry a bag of fruit?"

"I don't know either." Liao Muqiu said, "Why don't you give me 100 yuan."

I asked him funny, "What are you doing with 100 yuan?"

"Give them a red envelope." Liao Muqiu replied, "What do you think?"

"It's not good." I said, "You just give them a hundred? Later Reet will say that I'm shabby for you."

Liao Muqiu stretched out his hand, "Then you can give me three hundred."

I opened my wallet, took out 300 yuan and handed it to him.As soon as I handed it out, I felt that something was wrong. I looked at Liao Muqiu suspiciously and said, "Why do we seal the red envelope? They are just together, not going to get married, why should they give money?"

Liao Muqiu put the money into his pocket with a smile, and said shyly: "It's not that I spent all the money on equipment last week. I accidentally bought too much. It just so happens that I have no money these days. Just borrow some, I'll pay you back later..."

I took a deep look at Liao Muqiu, and felt that the whole world was lying with him to deceive me.I stopped talking, left him behind, and strode forward.

After arriving in 1999, I went straight around the commotion crowd and sat at the old seat in front of the bar. Reet and the young man hadn't arrived yet.Liao Muqiu ordered a glass of dark beer, and I ordered a glass of Hennessy VSOP as usual.

In a way, I am more nostalgic.

When I like something, I will take the trouble to choose it, until I get bored, I will try to find new things that interest me a little bit.But I will not forget the things I liked before, but I will go back and choose it again after time has killed my boredom on that thing.

It is inevitable that it will be a bit complicated to say this, and many people can't understand it, so I thought about a more appropriate word and called this period of time the filter period.

Just like couples in love, when the filter period is run-in, they will get back together and love each other as before.

When Reet arrived in 1999, Liao Muqiu and I had already finished our second glass of wine.

With a slightly apologetic smile on Reet's face, "There is a traffic jam on the road, I'm late. Order casually, I'll treat you."

"Of course it's your treat."

Liao Muqiu replied as a matter of course, as if he owned the bar, "Is it a treat if it doesn't work?" After speaking, he took out a few hundred dollars from his pocket and stuffed them into Reet's hand, "Be careful, don't be polite."

Reet took it with a smile on his face, "My dear brother really understands my heart!"

"That's right." Liao Muqiu waved his hand and smiled generously, "It's all my money, and the north and the south haven't paid a penny! Look, how are you, little brother, big brother?"

Listening to Liao Muqiu's brazen words, I felt a rush of blood in my chest.

Endured and endured, still did not tell Reet the truth.

Reet looked at me pretending to be disappointed, patted Liao Muqiu's shoulder with trembling hands, and said in a deep, sincere tone, "As expected of my good brother!" tears.

It made me feel disgusted watching from the sidelines, thinking in my heart, no matter what, I can't let the two of them stay together anymore.When these two people are together, it is a typical example of harming society.

When I was worried about the people, there was a young man sitting next to me.Since Reet hasn't been introduced yet, I don't know what his name is.

The young man has a pretty face, but his eyes are a little cold.

With a slightly hoarse voice, he asked the waiter for a glass of cold beer - Reet's favorite and often ordered wine at the bar.

I touched his cup with the rim and asked him with a smile, "Aren't you going to introduce yourself?"

He shook his head, with a little distance, "What's your name?"

"Nanbei." I told him, "The idiot talking to Reet is called Liao Muqiu."

He nodded slightly and stopped talking.

At this time, Reet and Liao Muqiu finally ended the conversations that only belonged to their world.He stretched his arms around the young man's arm and said with a smile, "This is my lover."

When the words fell, Liao Muqiu satirized Reet, "Are you farting? I'm not blind."

Reet shook his head, and answered Liao Muqiu solemnly, "I didn't fart just now, because I took a shit before going out."

I pushed Reet and scolded with a smile: "Can you talk well?"

Reet smiled, "I'm not