The stage was lit up with bright silver and blue lights, and a black-haired girl with bangs was surrounded and stood on the high platform, her exquisite chin was raised back, the drums were perfectly matched, and a new song began. The men and women on the dance floor were cheering and screaming loudly, coupled with the sound of the dice cup being shaken at the next table, they smashed into Lin Yan's temple like a chisel, and then turned into a thin thread to tighten his head inch by inch. Lin Yan poured down the wine from the bottom of the cup Lie spread out on the sofa with arms and legs apart, staring blankly at the stage.
There was a burst of whistles from the crowd. Wei Wei was pushed onto the stage by a few boys in the audience. She waved her hands embarrassingly at first, but when she found that there was no way out, she simply smiled and followed the dance steps of the black-haired girl. She danced even better, wearing overalls. The pants and beret are neat and capable, and she behaves like a queen in casual clothes, and every confident expression is full of vitality.
The cheers became higher and higher, not only the classmates who came to celebrate Weiwei's birthday, but even the guests in the whole bar stopped to cheer for her. Lin Yan smiled dejectedly. This scene was too familiar to him. Last year, they had such passionate playfulness and madness. At that time, he lost the game and was punished to rush to the stage to take off his shirt and leave his upper body naked. Kissing with Weiwei, amidst the booing that almost toppled the roof of the bar, earned the envious eyes of the audience.
Lin Yan turned his gaze to the ceiling, the small bright blue spotlights were magnified into groups of fuzzy shadows, the hazy drunkenness dulled all senses, but his consciousness was exceptionally clear, a hard wall of air around him cut off the joy and noise of the crowd , he was sinking in a dark corner alone, lonely and desolate, there was no feeling more depressing than seeing the prosperity of the old people, Lin Yan poured wine into the glass fiercely, the half-melted ice cubes crunched Hitting the wall of the glass, the dry wine juice in the throat, the hot face...
A chill covered his hand, Lin Yan threw him away, muttering silently, leave me alone, leave me alone.
I am very annoying.
My life shouldn't be like this, Xiao Yu, you know, this is the life I should live, I'm fed up, worrying about things I can't see every day, today I don't know what will happen tomorrow, I'm locked up every day Why is it me who learns the fucking Maoshan technique at home, and why is it chosen for me
"Lin Yan!" Weiwei waved at him vigorously on the stage, her sweat-wet cheeks glowed, and her whole figure was like a butterfly fluttering in the golden glitter powder, "Come here, let's play together."
Lin Yan supported the table and wanted to stand up, but his legs were so weak that he couldn't control him. He staggered and sat down again, laying on the table and shaking his hand weakly at Weiwei.
The queen nimbly jumped off the high stage, and walked towards him from the crowd on the dance floor. Her thin figure and baggy overalls looked graceful, and several men who came forward to strike up a conversation were pushed away by her impatiently. Wei drew a chair across from Lin Yan and sat down, using her hand as a fan to keep fanning her cheeks: "It's boring to drink alone, give me a cup, sisters will accompany you."
"Use this." Lin Yan slammed his glass on the table, picked up the Chivas Regal bottle and shook it at Weiwei, and before she could respond, he took a big gulp, the spicy liquid rushed straight into his stomach, " Haven't told you happy birthday yet, cheers."
He felt that he was laughing, although his smile was uglier than crying, Vivi's champagne-colored eyes were like a layer of fine scales dangling in front of his eyes in the drunken eyes, familiar but untouchable, like those gone forever in the past Good day back. Let's just get drunk like this, you don't have to think about anything when you're drunk, Lin Yan unbuttoned the two buttons of his shirt, leaned his head on the back of the sofa and took another sip of wine.
"What's the matter? It's unheard of for Comrade Lin Yan, who is enthusiastic, sunny, and positive, to drink alcohol." Unscrewed a bottle of black tea with a slender hand, and a string of silver bracelets jingled with the movement of his wrist. Weiwei handed the drink to Lin Yan: " Mix it with some drink, I'm going to vomit in a while, my lady's birthday is full of joy, you got yourself drunk, I'm going to take measures as if you still remember your old love."
Lin Yan snorted through his nose, turned to Weiwei, and sprayed warm breath mixed with alcohol on her face: "What method, how about a promise with your body?"
Xiao Yu sat aside, his cold gaze pierced Lin Yan's heart like a thorn. He avoided Xiao Yu's eyes. Under the influence of alcohol, the recent events seemed to be flammable gas in a closed space, constantly pressurized and depressed. People wanted to cover their ears and scream. But he can't say it, and no one will believe it. The only thing he can do is to open his eyes wide and look for a way out in the darkness. Lin Yan tugged at his collar in agitation, picked up Weiwei's wrist and pressed her on the back of the sofa , leaning over to meet her gold powdered eyes, why not, why not, this is the life he should have!
Weiwei's expression froze for a moment, and she struggled to break free from Lin Yan's arms: "You drink too much, give me the car keys, and take you home."
There was another violent dizziness, the ceiling kept turning in circles, Lin Yan couldn't help bending over and retching twice, his stomach was overwhelmed, he staggered up on the table and walked to the bathroom. Unable to support himself, he was about to fall, and his body was supported by his hands. Lin Yanhun turned his head in a daze, and bumped into Weiwei face to face. The old people and the old things have not changed, only him, in a dark corner of the world Li was dragged into the abyss by an invisible force, and kept falling, unable to find a place to rely on.
The hug is soft and warm, with a girl's unique body fragrance, unlike the man from another world, cold, cold, and untouchable, his slender fingers, thin and tough waist... The hidden and sinful fantasy makes Lin Yan shuddered, burned to ashes from inside to outside.
"Stay away from me." Panting heavily, Lin Yan covered his mouth with his hand to suppress the urge to vomit: "I'm a god of plague right now, whoever gets it will be unlucky."
When Weiwei sent him home, he collapsed on the back seat of the car like a sack, and the cold wind pouring into the car couldn't keep him awake. He didn't remember how Weiwei's slender body helped him into the elevator. He instinctively grabbed the person beside him, the sweet orange-flavored lipstick, her shoulders were too narrow to lean on...
A piece of red clothes flashed past the corner of the stairs, and giggles like silver bells sounded from the depths of the corridor, Lin Yan's heart sank suddenly.
This dark corridor leads directly to the underworld.
Lin Yan struggled to take out the key, bit his lip when Weiwei's arm wrapped around his back, and pushed her away heavily, "That's not what I meant." Lin Yan scratched his hair and said in pain, "Hurry up, don't stay here .”
"Let's try to start over." Weiwei pinched a bunch of shiny silver bracelets on her wrist, "I've always been alone."
"I'm married, and I'm getting married." Lin Yan gritted his teeth, his spine shivering: "Hurry up, can't you hear me!"
"You still don't want me, every time you provoke me first and then don't want me." Weiwei's eyes became desperate, "What's wrong with me, how much hatred do you have against me?"
"Go, let's go now." Lin Yan looked over Weiwei's shoulders, and stayed on the tall black figure behind her, with a stern face full of anger. He saw Xiao Yu's hand and protruding fingers clasped around Weiwei's throat. With joint, arbitrary, domineering, and selfish eyes, Lin Yan shook his head, staggered two steps into the living room, and slammed the door shut in front of her.
I just want to go back to my old life, what was wrong, what was wrong.
Xiao Yu looked down at his ugly form coldly, his figure lingering in the darkness was like an endless nightmare.
I can't go any further, one step is hell.
Lin Yan knelt on the floor, with his head resting on the sofa, crying and laughing like a child, why do you take everything I have, I want to use all my things to return to the original life, no ghosts, no confusion There is no threat of imminent death, and I go back to my parents' house with my fiancée for dinner every day, watching boring news broadcasts, will you let me go back, will you let me go
The severe dizziness made him not even have the strength to get up. Cold hands wrapped around his shoulders, passed under his waist, and hugged him horizontally on the sofa. Lin Yan helplessly covered his head. You can't even be hard on her, Xiao Yu, you bastard, you pay me back the life I deserve!
Cold lips moved over, and bit the tip of Lin Yan's tongue hard, sucking the faint bloody smell from the breach. The possessive kiss made Lin Yan breathless, his face flushed, but Xiao Yu suddenly let him go, held his shoulders, and said word by word: "Lin Yan, don't mess with me."
"Who the hell provoked you? Who the hell provoked whom?" Lin Yan stared at him with red eyes and sobbed, "Don't you just want me to follow you? Why should I? I have nothing with you, I can't be with Dad Mom explained, I can’t tell my friends, in the eyes of others, I want to be an old bachelor for the rest of my life, Xiao Yu, you are dead, you are a ghost, why do you have to force me, everything I have is taken away by you, I don’t want to I like men, I don't want to be called a gay, I don't want to be regarded as a crazy person talking to myself in the air!"
Lin Yan lay on Xiao Yu's shoulder, weeping and cursing, he felt that he had never been so wronged and ashamed in his life, but Xiao Yu just sat without saying a word, with a gloomy expression on his face that was chilling.
After a long while, he pushed Lin Yan away fiercely, and strode towards the bedroom. When he came out, he held a large handful of things in his arms. Looking carefully, they were all left by Weiwei when she left. Lin Yan wanted to keep a thought, Not willing to throw it away.
"What are you doing!?" Lin Yan trembled.
He understood in the next second. Lin Yan curled up on the sofa, watching Xiao Yu throw all the things related to Weiwei in the house in front of him one by one, pajamas, slippers, and the jewelry box with the ring on the bedside , the bag that was not taken away in time, the bear puppet, the couple cup, and the photos were destroyed one by one in front of him. The ceramic cup was smashed into pieces on the ground, and the pieces of coral fleece fell like snow, and the room was in a mess.
"Stop it, this is my home!"
Chi la, chi la, the sound of shredding cloth strips grinds his head like a chainsaw.
"Don't go too far..." Lin Yan said with a hoarse voice.
The robbery has not stopped, the toothbrush was broken and thrown on the ground, the nail polish was everywhere, and the umbrella was cut in a long way. The ghost was in his room as if no one was there. Objects, chairs overturned in all directions on the ground.
The buttons of a long skirt were pulled off one by one by Xiao Yu, and it was torn into two halves with a sneer, and fluttered down, covering the cotton puppet on the ground.
The last thing Xiao Yu picked up in his hand was a velvet jewelry box, the engagement ring he bought for Wei Wei, Xiao Yu took out the shiny little thing, snapped it with his fingertips, and smashed it hard On Lin Yan's chest, the deformed ring bounced into the crack of the sofa, but he couldn't find it.
"Crazy, that's crazy!" Lin Yan had a splitting headache, covered his head and looked at the wreckage in the room. A photo of him and Wei Wei on the floor was torn from the middle, and a deep black hole was dug where Wei Wei's face was. , he trembled with anger, and shouted at Xiao Yu incoherently: "You... you must be a jealous husband! Have you vented enough? Get out! This is my home!"
Xiao Yu lifted his chin and said coldly: "No."
"What the hell do you want to do..."
Before Lin Yan finished speaking, Xiao Yu kissed his lips fiercely.