[Bottle Evil] Sleepless

Talking about the clouds, buzzing, and my ears are numb again.

I don't know what he said back - but I always remember which words I shouldn't say.

Probably Xie Yuchen couldn't resist the fat man's nagging anymore, so he picked up Wu Xie and pushed him outside. Wu Xie put one hand on his shoulder and focused all his weight on him.Luckily, Xie Yuchen didn't exercise too much, and the 1.8-meter man insisted on supporting him firmly. Wu Xie said he wanted to vomit before he went out. Xiuxiu rushed over to open the door for them. Xie Yuchen stretched out his hand and rubbed his hairy head twice. , smiled and said: "Be sure to hold on, it's too wicked to spit out the aisle."

Wu Xie straightened her head, glanced outside the door, and nodded.

Xie Yuchen grinned, "Good boy."

Wu Xie nodded again, seemed to think for a while, then raised his head to take a deep look at him, and said, "Did you fucking drink too much, you can't tell the difference between male and female?"

Xie Yuchen was relieved of any grievances by him. With a smile on his face, he pulled him out. The relatively clean air in the aisle rushed towards him, and a gust of night wind came in from the open window at the end of the corridor, blowing Wu Xie shuddered, but his expression became clearer.Xie Yuchen was still considering whether to rub the fluff a few more times when the door opposite opened with a click.A person wearing sunglasses came out, and before closing the door, they were held in place by the two of them.Wu Xie was still hanging his head, only Xie Yuchen confronted the two sunglasses for a few seconds, the man grinned and laughed: "Hey, Master Huaer?" His eyes finally settled on Wu Xie, "This mud is the little three Lord?"

Wu Xie raised his head and said angrily, "You're a fucking scum! Is there such a handsome scum?"

The black glasses closed the door, followed the two to the bathroom, looked at Wu Xie several times on the way, and smiled at Xie Yuchen: "Drinking like this, who is broken in love?"

"He doesn't drink much." Xie Yuchen didn't look at him either.

After entering the bathroom, after the black glasses finished the matter, Wu Xie threw up on the sink and Xie Yuchen patted him on the back.After washing his hands in the black glasses, he stood beside Wu Xie, leaning on the sink with one hand, watching with a smile on his face.Wu Xie vomited until his stomach was empty. He buried his head and panted for a while, turned on the faucet, rinsed his mouth with a handful of water, and washed his face. Xie Yuchen took out a tissue and handed it over. He didn't look at the mirror, and buried his head in the Wipe the water off your face.She became much more conscious, and smiled when she said "Let's go" to Xie Yuchen and the black glasses.

Back outside the private room, the black glasses didn't open the door directly, and said to the two of them, "Go in and have a seat?"

Wu Xie didn't make a statement, but turned to look at Xie Yuchen, who saw that he suddenly seemed a few years younger, and couldn't help laughing: "Look what I'm doing, are you going or not? Let me tell you first, you won't be able to drink tonight anyway. .”

Wu Xie scratched his head and said with a smile, "I won't drink anymore."

The black glasses immediately walked over and opened the door, beckoning the two to go in.

It's completely different from Xie Yuchen's room. The atmosphere here is very harmonious and harmonious, not noisy.There were seven or eight people in the room, one of them was a woman, Wu Xie and the others were drinking beer when they entered, she was wearing a beige polo shirt, and her figure was comparable to that of Aning.A man next to him was singing "Never Night Stand". The Cantonese pronunciation was very accurate. The song was originally quiet, and the volume was also turned down. The black glasses did not speak too loudly, so that the audience could hear clearly.

"Let me introduce, Wu Xie and Xie Yuchen. They are all colleagues."

Everyone present greeted one after another, and Wu Xie responded as naturally as possible—in fact, he was half-frozen as soon as he entered the door. Although he guessed that Zhang Qiling was probably inside, he didn't expect that there were so few people, and he sat on the short sofa placed vertically in the innermost , you can see it as soon as you enter the door.He was the only one sitting there, and the black glasses naturally led Xie Yuchen and the others there.Black glasses sat on Zhang Qiling's left, Xie Yuchen didn't say a few words to him, of course only Wu Xie sat on the right, and Xie Yuchen sat next to his right.This private room smelled of alcohol, and Wu Xie smelled too much of alcohol, just as he was seated, Zhang Qiling turned his face to the side and glanced at him for a while.

Wu Xie had a severe headache, and actually didn't want to talk anymore, but she still squeezed a smile and said, "I didn't expect my little brother to come too."

Zhang Qiling rested his right hand on his knee, holding half a cigarette between his protruding index finger and middle finger.He lowered his head and took a puff, then nodded while puffing out the smoke ring.

The man sang very well, the melody merged into a stream and flowed quietly in the house, and the lights from the screen shone out, sometimes strong and sometimes weak, playing slideshows on people's faces.The outline of Zhang Qiling's side face was facing Wu Xie, and the facial features that were originally erased from a hard eraser became tougher under the change of light and shadow.He arched his back and flicked the cigarette ash forward a few times, then looked at Wu Xie again, and said, "How much have you drank?" He glanced at Yuchen intentionally or unintentionally, and Xie Yuchen looked like there was an alarm, and his eyes immediately turned from the phone The screen lifted up, and he said to Zhang Qiling: "Raise a glass to Fatty to invite the bright moon, facing the ceiling."

Zhang Qiling didn't say anything.

The one who sang changed.The man got up and walked over, sat down on the seat next to him, passed cigarettes to Wu Xie and Xie Yuchen, and gave two business cards, and Xie Yuchen also took out one and handed it to him. Wu Xie didn't have such a thing, so he looked down. The words on it - Zhang Haike.Employees of foreign companies in Hong Kong.I didn't look at the other information carefully, and stuffed it into the bag.The man read and understood Yuchen's information, and started to exchange pleasantries with him. Xie Yuchen was always good at socializing, and he got to know each other half-familiarly after a few exchanges.But unlike the fat man, Xie Yuchen doesn't call people brothers and sisters, and doesn't give people a strong sense of intimacy. He always circles outside a certain range, just like opening the door to welcome guests. , but locked the master bedroom tightly, not even giving him a chance to glance at him.

Normally, Wu Xie would be able to beat him in, but the effect of the alcohol was still there, so he didn't have the strength to make a fuss, so he leaned on the sofa and listened.The black glasses were very good at talking, and pulled the beer-drinking woman over—they said it was Zhang Haike's younger sister, Zhang Haixing.Several people chatted from work to the mainland and Hong Kong, as if they had known each other for many years, they were all talkative personalities, they didn't need to deliberately bring up topics, and there was no silence.Zhang Qiling was occasionally forced into the topic, and had to deal with a few sentences, but they were also extremely brief.Wu Xie nestled on the side to rest his mind, listening to every word.Thinking that they were about to enter into the discussion of social issues, the black glasses suddenly changed the subject and talked about the history of relationships.

As the saying goes, a dead pig is not afraid of boiling water. Some people who have experienced one or two uncomfortable relationships will seal them in their hearts, tie them up, and never mention them. As a joke at the table, it seems that the protagonist of the story has nothing to do with me-the black glasses belong to the latter.Xie Yuchen and Zhang Haike tend to be more like black glasses, while Zhang Haixing is more masculine and doesn't care too much.So there is no difficulty in developing the topic.Wu Xie belongs to the middle one, and he never felt heartbroken when he was separated from each other. It seems that the other party is not enough to become a scar on his heart, so he does not shy away from mentioning it again, but only mentioning the person, not talking about the emotional relationship history.This is also a kind of respect for the other party.

As for Zhang Qiling, Wu Xie didn't know how to locate him, he didn't know his past - logically speaking, he was nearly thirty, and no one had a little story.Not to mention whether he had been looking for someone in the past eight years—it was a man after all—maybe there was something before he knew him.But he didn't mention it, and he couldn't possibly ask.Of course not too much.

The only one in my life-too exaggerated.

When you like it, the other person is a god, a piece of flawless jade.If you don’t like it, the gods will be reduced to mortals—it’s kind of you not to be reduced to demons and goblins.Wu Xie is not strong in gossip, so I didn't want to listen to it too much, but the ghosts and ghosts they talked about are really interesting, and they can write a book of Liaozhai together.He also became interested and listened to it as a novel.

After counting the wonderful flowers, silence struck, but only for a short while.

"Speaking of which, I talked about Hong Kong two years ago." Black glasses said while flicking cigarette ash.

Zhang Haike said: "Yo, long-distance relationship."

The black glasses said: "I met when I was traveling, and we got off with a group. That girl wanted to chase Lao Zhang." The black glasses turned their faces, bent their elbows, and put them on Zhang Qiling's shoulders. Of course, they were immediately swatted down by flies. up.

Zhang Haike looked at Zhang Qiling, and said with a smile, "It's so fucking unfair to encounter upside-downs on the street."

Zhang Qiling looked at him with a cigarette in his mouth.

The black glasses smiled and said: "That girl's parents are both high-spirited, beautiful and good-tempered, and the overall feeling is quite similar to a mute. Her friends were talking to me along the way, and then they chased after Lao Zhang. That's really strange. The temperament has changed a lot, how should I put it—the little dragon girl who has been wound up?"

This time even Wu Xie couldn't hold back, and burst out laughing.

Xie Yuchen stretched out his arms to hug Wu Xie, put half of his weight on him, and said to Zhang Qiling: "Most women value feelings very much, and they can sacrifice a lot. The little dragon girl is already wound up, so she put down her body and chased after him, Mr. Zhang, you are too bad." It's close to human."

Zhang Qiling leaned over to flick the cigarette ash and said, "It's worse than Xiaolongnv."

Zhang Haixing laughed and said, "Little Dragon Girl is not good enough? It is true that people with similar personalities are not suitable to be friends with. Which kind do you like? Rong'er?"

Wu Xie was about to fall back, leaning back on the back of the sofa, Xie Yuchen hooked his shoulders and refused to let go, feeling baffled, turned to look at him, but Xie Yuchen's eyes were on Zhang Qiling, still smiling: "Maybe it's Sister Xing or something like that!" of."

Zhang Haixing stared, then quickly turned to laugh again, and said, "Which type am I?"

Xie Yuchen narrowed his eyes as if thinking, and then said, "Zhao Min? Oh no, Ren Yingying."

Zhang Haixing said with a smile: "Mr. Xie saw that he had passed through thousands of flowers, which is very attractive." He picked up the wine glass, "Have a drink?"

Xie Yuchen picked up a freshly opened bottle of beer, leaned over to touch her glass, and drank with his head raised.Wu Xie pushed his hand away, and fell back, Lai