straight to heaven

On the last day in Lingcheng, I missed the Japanese bar I used to go to.

In the past ten years, the city has changed a lot. I can't remember the exact route, so I can only take a taxi and report a vague address.

Evenings are short in winter, and the sky turns dark as soon as the sun goes down.The quality of the car radio is not good, and Zizilala is playing songs.

"It's windy, it's time to go back"

"..."

"Big world, is it dazzling?"

"It's just me, I can't find you anymore"

I manually lowered the window a crack, and the damp cold air came in.

It's rare to be a mean passenger, so I calmly provoked the thorn: "Master, can I trouble you to change the channel?"

The driver didn't say anything. After tuning the frequency, the female lead singer's humming was cut into the local traffic conditions of the live broadcast of the anchor in a second.

I was worried that I had come here recklessly.After all, after so many years, people have to shed a layer of skin, not to mention that there are often new shops on the street corners, and it is not impossible for bars to become pedicures.

But when I groped and walked to the original location in my memory, I found that this place has changed, but it hasn't changed.It's still a bar, but the facade has been reinstalled, the name has been changed, and now it's called "Half Catty Scrap Iron".Neither fish nor fowl nor foreign style.

Still a place for a quiet drink.There are not many people so it is not noisy, and the place is relatively small, giving people the illusion of being at home.

The main purpose of tonight is to revisit old places, not to drink.I sat at the bar and only ordered a glass of sea salt lemonade and a snack platter.

Drinks came quickly.I looked up, but saw a pair of sunglasses covering half of my face, but the bartender had a clean chin and no beard.

I thought to myself, is there a problem with Feng Shui in this bar, and it can only hire bartenders wearing sunglasses.

"Your sea salt lemon, please stir well before drinking."

"Thank you."

I reached out to grab the glass, but the bartender refused to let go: "Is it so indifferent to meet old friends?"

I was taken aback for a moment, and after a few seconds, I called him dubiously: "... old crooked?"

He pretended to shake the towel, and gave a gentlemanly salute in a soft tone.

"Remember me."

It would be a lie to say no surprises.

In this bar and in front of him, I did experience a few unusual things. No wonder he still remembers me after all these years.I really don't know him well, but I always remember that he helped me when we fought with Lin Hui, and I will never forget this kindness.

"Your beard..." I gestured towards my chin: "Shaved?"

"The subject doesn't like it."

I can't figure out the age of Lao Wai, he may be in his 30s, or he may be in his forties. I was a little surprised to hear that he has settled down.

But then, he added: "This term."

"..." I couldn't answer, so I just changed the subject: "Have you been working here?"

"It used to be a part-time job, but now it's the boss."

"Have you finished the order?"

"Yes." He whistled softly: "The original store collapsed six years ago, and I happened to have some spare money, so I took over."

I was quite surprised: "I didn't expect that you are still a second generation?"

After hearing this, Lao Wai couldn't stop laughing, and it took a long time to cover his mouth and say hello: "I am fifty years old, and the money is my savings for half my life. Have you ever seen such an old rich second generation?"

Really... I didn't see it at all.

The cup wasn't stable enough and I nearly slipped off the bar stool.Surprised, I respected him: "Crooked Uncle."

He took the fried food platter handed over by the back kitchen, put it in front of me, and sighed: "Don't call me so old? I'm very young at heart."

I picked up a piece of freshly fried chicken popcorn. It was crispy and fragrant, and it was stained with the melted cheese in the baking pan. My stomach, which was blown cold by the wind, finally felt the temperature.

"By the way," Lao Wai took out his phone and hung the QR code in front of me: "Scan it."

I've paid and posted the bill, what's wrong with this: "Kill familiar?"

He laughed and cursed, "Add me on WeChat, and I'll give you a discount. Kids don't know what's good." He asked again, "Hey, what's your name?"

Interpersonal relationships can be difficult to figure out, for example, you can be friends without knowing their names.

"Lin Xiaoshan. Shuangmu forest, small in size, hilly in hills."

I scanned his QR code and quickly passed the friend verification.The old crooked head is a few bottles of vodka.

Now that you click on WeChat, it is hard not to see a column of dialog boxes in the list.I didn't give a note, "A Ruopan Wedding Louis" was hung on it without embarrassment, and the last message was an emoticon package sent by the other side.

Type in "hello" and it will automatically associate the kind of animation.

I didn't reply.do not want to go back.

The fact that Sun Tingzhou joined me has to be attributed to Zhang Xiaomao.

After eating breakfast together on the first day of the Lunar New Year, Zhang Xiaomao returned home exhausted after visiting relatives. When he saw the dumplings stuffed with radish and pork cooked by his mother on the table, his tear glands let out floods and broke his defenses late at night.

The accompanying picture is two plates of dumplings. He sent a message on Moments. The original intention was to thank his parents and look forward to the new year, but I appeared at the beginning of the long article.

[I ran into my high school classmate Xiao Shan at the breakfast shop this morning. I haven’t seen him for ten years.

It's just that the butcher's knife of Sui Yue seems to only fight against B, it should belong to a handsome guy, and he is still a handsome guy...]

The foreword doesn't match the afterword, I can't laugh or cry after reading it.

Just a few minutes after clicking the likes, Sun Tingzhou's friend request came.The reason for applying is to wish me a happy new year.

I accidentally agreed.But when he came to say hello, I didn't want to talk to him again.

hypocritical disease.I scolded myself.

"Gossip, don't you mind?" Lao Wai interrupted my wild thoughts.

I locked the screen of my phone, buckled it upside down, and stopped looking at the annoying WeChat: "You said it."

"That handsome guy back then was the one you chased after. Did the two lovers finally get married?"

"..."

In fact, as soon as he spoke, I regretted it.Lao Wai has always been very interested in sex scandals, so it is not surprising to ask me this.

But do lovers end up getting married?

I almost laughed wryly, and asked, "Where did the lover come from?"

Lao Wai seemed surprised, he didn't speak, raised his eyebrows, and wrinkled suddenly formed on his forehead.Only at this time can the traces of age be seen from the slightly loose skin.

I ate another piece of chicken popcorn: "You are very accurate, I really can't eat it."

The taste is not as good as the beginning, and any fried food is not as delicious after it cools down.

"How to say?"

The straw was crushed by my left canine teeth, and I thought about it and replied, "He's not from 'this'."

I didn't say the word homophobia.

It's not that I care about anyone, it's just that I dare not listen to it myself.It hurts once to hear it once, and those who celebrate the Chinese New Year don't want to make mistakes.

Another customer sat down at the bar, who seemed to be a regular customer, ordered a glass of today's special without looking at the menu.

Lao Wai responded with "Hey" and wiped off the water in the wine measuring vessel. Even though I couldn't see his whole face clearly, I could still feel that he hesitated to speak.

"Speak up if you have something to say." I said.

He picked up the shaker, and the liquor drew a beautiful parabola in the air.After a moment of silence, he asked me.

"Did you see your dad all these years?"

? Aleph Zero

The lyrics at the beginning of the chapter come from Fu Lu Shou: "Yu Zhen"