straight to heaven

The troubled autumn and the chaotic high school crashed into a car.The summer vacation lasted for a month, and Pei Yanlai was still not in the country.

On the last night of August, I went to the Japanese bar that Pei Yanlai frequented and ordered a Negroni, but what was served in front of me was a glass of strawberry Baileys.I was surprised by the smell of milk in my mouth, and I looked up to see Lao Wai's well-groomed face.

"I treat you with this cup." Still wearing the dark glasses that looked like a secret agent, he poked his head over, his tone soft as if he was caring for me at the end of his life: "Why, are you in a bad mood?"

I can't get rid of my habit of following Pei Yanlai, it's almost close to stalking.

The permissive attitude of the target person, who turned a blind eye, tempted me to become more lawless.

Like a haunting leech, I followed Pei Yanlai's smell of blood, trying to find my own habitat in his complicated blood vessels through this sick and animalistic way.

I also came to this store after him. I have been here seven times in three months, and I can meet this bartender every time.I came here by myself for the first time, only to meet him again.

"You change my wine." I took a sip, and the strawberry tasted mixed with milk.

Old Wai: "I know your drinking capacity, come alone today, be careful of being picked up."

My eyebrows twitched: "I've always been alone."

If Pei Yanlai came to drink, he would probably be in a bad mood.When he wanted to be alone, I wouldn't bother him with a blank face, so I never sat with him or talked to him.How did this guy figure it out?

Lao Wai smiled meaningfully: "That handsome guy can't be chewed by most people. Seriously, you are my favorite, I can be 1 or 0, try?"

"I'm afraid of hair, forget it." The man always spoke in this tone, nine out of ten fake.I don't even think about it.

He skillfully pulled out his wallet from his pocket, and turned out a photo: "I'm handsome without a beard. If you don't like it, I can shave it off."

I took it curiously, saw that it was blurred like a human face in the 40s, and put it back expressionlessly: "Thanks for your love."

After two sips of wine, I didn't hold back and asked, "How do you know I know him?"

"Coincidentally," he rolled up the towel with an inscrutable expression, "I was also in the men's room on the first floor at the end of June."

I was taken aback, and it took me a long time to realize what he said.

On June 23, there was a new bartender named Sao Ling at the bar. The first time he saw Pei Yan coming, his eyes were straightened.

When the wine was delivered, he looked at his eyes with spring eyes, and rushed to chat in the name of service.He was also thick-skinned, and he wanted to rub Pei Yanlai's hand before he left even though he was rejected.

It's empty.

On the way, Pei Yan came and went to the toilet, and after a while, the grandson also went to the toilet slowly.

How can I bear this, put down the cup and followed.

I originally went there with the mentality of protecting food, and I really had the urge to do it when I was drunk.But when I got to the toilet, I realized that Pei Yan came to be a character who needs my hero to save the beauty.

No one can make him suffer.

Pei Yanlai restrained the person with one hand.

The little bartender is a size smaller than me.Both hands were clasped behind their backs, and Pei Yanlai pressed his head into the sink with the other hand. The faucet was on, but the drain was blocked.Pei Yanlai was condescending, her hands were steady, and she didn't seem to be exerting much force.The bartender's face was submerged in the water, unable to struggle, he whimpered and spit bubbles in it.

I looked at Pei Yanlai.

He's awake, I can tell.It's just that there is no emotion in the eyes, and it doesn't look like a person.

It would be a lie to say it's not scary, but I'm convinced that he can be in heat anytime and anywhere, and the blood rushes straight to the heart and lower body.

But I was also afraid that the ancestor's hands were too heavy, and he would really make me feel sick, so I stopped him: "Leave him alone, and I will take care of him."

He put his eyes on me, and I added another sentence: "You never hit me."

"..."

"..."

The bartender kept chirping and whining, Pei Yanlai didn't speak at first, but after a few seconds, he suddenly chuckled.

The tap is turned off.

He tugged at the hair and pulled the bartender's face up from the water.

This person was wet, and his face in the mirror was even more hideous, his eyeliner was smudged, as if he had been beaten, he breathed in the air, and coughed violently.

Pei Yanlai pressed his smeared face on the cold mirror, and with a bang, the mirror trembled violently.I'm afraid it will break.

The man burst into tears immediately, shouting "Don't dare again" while crying.

"Maybe I have to trouble you," Pei Yanlai strangled his neck from behind, and said in a neutral tone, "Don't let me see you again, is that okay?"

Pretty polite.

The bartender's face was flushed, and he nodded quickly against the mirror. The friction between the water and the smooth mirror surface creaked.When Pei Yanlai let go of his hand, he seemed to be running away, and he jumped out slowly before it was too late.

The drain was pushed open, Pei Yan came to turn on the faucet, and washed his hands slowly.

I was still standing there, my brain dulled by the alcohol, and asked, "What happened to him?"

Pei Yanlai squeezed a large pump of hand sanitizer, lowered her eyes, splashed a few drops of water on her face, looking as handsome as a newly picked rose in the mirror.

"Sexual harassment." After the foam was rinsed off, he continued the second sentence: "I want to touch my ass."

Oh shit.

Immediately, I didn't care that Pei Yanlai was still inside, and ran outside.

Fortunately, the grandson had trouble breathing, walked slowly, and was still bending over and coughing in the corridor.

When I went up, I kicked his ass twice.

Thinking about it, Pei Yanlai was still lenient.

Why didn't you kill him?

Lost in focus was too obvious, the old crooked hand shook in front of me, and smiled again: "I really hit the mark? Broken love?"

I came back to my senses, took a sip of wine, and laughed dryly: "It's my mother who got married."

The call came an hour ago, saying that the wedding was held in a five-star hotel next to the 5A scenic spot during the National Day holiday, and I was invited to go.Still the same, the writing of the letter is as intimate as an old friend I have known for 18 years.

I agreed, and while talking, I was thinking about how many couples would be crowded into a hotel on October [-]st. Is Gao Kai really good to my mother, but it has nothing to do with me. After all, I can't grab this mother return.

I have realized that half a year ago it was a silly thing to be angry with her and myself because of remarriage, but the fact that my mother doesn't really love me still makes my stomach burn and I need some alcohol to pour it down One pour.

Lao Wai raised his eyebrows, but didn't say much, and changed the subject.

"Hey, "Riverside" is released, and the online ratings are quite high. Have you seen it..."

Although Baileys is sweet, it still has a degree. My mind is a little messed up after drinking a cup, and the gossip in the entertainment industry like Lao Wai, who doesn't know the truth or the fake, is more in the left ear and out the right ear, eh, oh, oh, perfunctory.

The male lead by the river is none of my business, why not let me meet Pei Yanlai.

While talking, a middle-aged man in good shape sat next to me, holding a young woman whose face could not be seen clearly in his arms, with an intimate gesture.I squinted at the wine glass at first, and heard him say "two glasses of BlackRussian".

Under the dim light of the bar counter, this person could see the wrinkles on his forehead, but he could see some beauty in the dimness.

until he turned around—

I met his eyes.

"You..." The man narrowed his eyes and looked at me.

The glass in my hand was broken on the ground, and my blood rushed straight to my forehead. In an instant, all the ability to think independently was far away from me. My teeth trembled and my temples throbbed wildly. It took a long time before I regained my ability to speak.

"I said," I grabbed him by the collar and lifted him up from the stool: "If I see you again, I will kill you."

"I will fucking kill you!"

My eyeballs were red, and the woman grabbed his hand in a panic.

"Stinky bitch, get lost." Lin Hui pushed the woman away. He looked at me like a mouse under a manhole cover, and yelled sinisterly, "My good son, how big is he?"

I stood up and said back to him, "Fuck you!"

Lin Hui sneered, and I punched him, and several glasses shattered.He fell to the ground, nosebleeds splashed immediately, I pressed on him and almost strangled him.But he came to me, kicking my lower abdomen, and when the finger with the ring fell on my face, I felt the long-lost fear again.

Turns out it's always been there and never really left.

The people around were frightened and the birds scattered, and Lin Hui and I immediately became the center of a hollow circle.

I don't understand why my two biggest creditors found me in one day.One makes me love and hurt, and the other makes me hate and fear, reminding me of the environment I grew up in, how ruthless and sinister genes exist in me, and reminding me that I never had a home.

Later, Lao Wai called the security guards, drove Lin Hui out, and dragged me to the community hospital next door.After I got out of my body and transferred the compensation and medical expenses to Lao Wai, the account balance was only in double digits.

Lao Wai confiscated it, "You don't need brother, just treat it like I'm buying you a drink today."

"..." I stared at the dead moth on the wall and said, "I have to pay it back."

It was two o'clock in the morning when I got home, and I was so tired that I fell asleep.The next day was the start of school, but I had no doubt slept through it.

Geng has been running to the bathroom to call me while studying early and finishing get out of class.The class bell rang over there, and he was still squatting in the pit, asking, "Are you okay, bald, I heard your voice is hoarse, do you have a cold?"

I fooled: "Well, kind of."

He advised: "Otherwise, don't come."

I thought about it, on the first day of the third year of high school, skipping school was not very good, so I took a shower indiscriminately and rushed to school in a daze.I fell asleep twice on the bus and almost missed the stop.

I vented my emotions too much. When I entered the door, my eyes were still blurred. I broke into the class door and even forgot to call the report.The third section is Chinese class.In the last composition competition, I won the second year of junior high school. This old teacher was warm to me. Seeing my palette-like face, he turned a blind eye and closed his eyes, and didn't pursue it.

Passing by Geng Zong's seat, he cast a worried look at me, and I patted him on the shoulder to show that the problem was not serious.

I went back to my seat, only to find that someone was already seated.

The table Pei Yan came to was empty, and he hasn't returned yet.

The dove occupying the magpie's nest is a man with a strange face, which I have never seen before.

His hair is slightly long and tied in a low ponytail. His facial features are not exquisite, but his lowered eyes are charming.He was thin and had a healthy tan.

I exchanged glances with him.He saw my face turned red from the wound, and he even smiled at me with his eyes bent.

"Hello, the general affairs teacher is not here, and my desk and chair haven't been brought up yet. The head teacher said you asked for leave today, so he arranged for me to sit here temporarily." In class, his tone was extremely low, almost breathless, and it sounded awkward A wonderful graininess: "Thank you."

Oh, transfer students.

and many more.

Ask for leave?Did I invite you?

I was in a bad mood today, I only listened to bits and pieces of what he said, and nodded my head, my bones ached when I shook my head, and the bruises at the corners of my mouth were as hot as burning.

"understood."

I walked to Pei Yanlai's seat and sat down, took out the Chinese document and closed my eyes to rest my mind, the meaning of refusing to communicate was obvious.

With my eyes closed, my sense of smell is even better.

The table has been empty for a month, and there is no smell of Pei Yanlai anymore, what haunts my nostrils is another perfume smell.on new classmates.

The fat and powder taste is a bit heavy, and the latter part is slightly spicy.

It reminded me of the cup of Baileys yesterday, so I just lay on the table with my nose covered.

After school in the afternoon, Geng kept saying that he would take me home.He later developed into a rich second generation, and even ruled out the option of renting out, and asked his driver to pick up the phone.In the car, I saw that he held back his words, rubbed his temples and said, "If you want to ask anything, just ask."

Just when I was thinking about how to describe fighting with my own father more decently, these two idiots confused me.

"How does it feel to sit at the same table with Sun Tingzhou?" He was very excited: "Isn't he very different, very good-looking, very foreign, and very fairy?"

It took me a long time to realize that Sun Tingzhou was a new classmate.

I don't think it's different, it's not as good-looking as Pei Yanlai, as foreign as Pei Yanlai, and as immortal as Pei Yanlai.

No, what is this asking?

"What do you keep asking him for?"

This time Geng was dumbfounded: "No, Lin sir, you haven't watched "Riverside", have you?"

"No."

Geng was always surprised: "You disconnected from the Internet? Don't let Sun Tingzhou get too popular recently. His "Riverside" is really amazing..."

This movie sounded familiar to me, and Geng kept talking about it for a long time before I finally matched the name of the new classmate with the male protagonist that the old crooked mouth said yesterday.

Sun Tingzhou's family conditions are not good, but he works part-time and study, is kind to others, and has good grades.A year ago, during the summer vacation of his third year in high school, he was selected by director Zeng to sell fish in a supermarket stall, and he played the leading role of the sixth generation of domestic directors in his debut novel.

It is obviously a literary film, but the splash is very big.

Now that the film work is over, Sun Tingzhou transferred here from his hometown to continue his studies.In the future, most of them will be admitted to drama school.

Since Geng has been putting a lot of filters on him, I temporarily doubt the authenticity of the subjective part.

I didn't take this man to heart at first.

Unexpectedly, it was this small variable that became the moth unintentionally flapping its wings in the sea.It created waves and hurricanes and turned my life upside down.