After making a fuss, a group of people turned out to be old acquaintances.
When Wei Shi opened a massage parlor in the past, Brother Hu worked under him. He has been working for several years, and he can be regarded as a high-end horseman. Later, Wei Shi went in and the massage room was closed, so Brother Hu changed the door to find another way out.
After many years, the former Fatty Wang became "Brother Tiger", and Wei Shi has long since become a legend in the world and disappeared from everyone's memory.
Who would have thought that such a coincidence, just collecting a protection fee for anything, would be able to receive the former big brother's shop.
No one was more embarrassed than Brother Hu when the flood rushed into the Dragon King Temple.
The three of them immediately put away their acting skills, which had no place to vent, and took the initiative to admit that everything was a misunderstanding. Then they lined up with me, Shen Xiaoshi, and Liu Yue face to face, and shook hands at the police station to make peace.
It was past eight o'clock in the evening when a few people got out of the game. Wei Shi was the host and invited everyone to have a hot pot meal. After eating, they felt that they had no fun and went to the nearby "Golden Years" to sing.
Except Miss Liu Yue's family was not going home too late, and Wei Shi called a taxi to send them away, and the rest went to the nightclub in a mighty way.
As Liu Yue said, there are really many luxury cars at the door.
Wei Shi ordered a large bag, and called a few princesses who would sing along. The lights in the box were flickering, and ghosts were crying and wolves were howling, which gave me a headache.
"Handsome guy, do you smoke?" The girl with thick makeup leaned towards me affectionately, with a cigarette in her hand.
I shook my head and declined.
I just said that I would just listen to them sing, but that idiot Wei Shi didn't want to, so he called me a lady, and said that it was the rule here that everyone had to have an accompaniment singer.
"Handsome guy, let's have a drink?" The girl with the "Lili" brand on her chest poured me another glass of wine when she saw that I didn't smoke.
I resisted the cup and declined again: "Alcohol allergies."
In fact, it's all an excuse, I just don't know how to drink. When I was 14 or 15 years old, I secretly smoked and drank like adults, but my mother broke me before I was proficient, and then beat and scolded hysterically, which made me dare not imitate bad things easily.
Lili probably thought I was a bit boring, so she pouted and finished the glass of wine silently.
I also find it boring.
Shen Xiaoshi stood on the small stage, holding a floor-to-ceiling mic and roaring heart-rending pop music that I couldn't appreciate; Wei Shi and Brother Hu were whispering to each other, the two of them were caged in the misty smoke, their expressions on their faces were a little different It's true; Brother Hu's two younger brothers chatted and laughed happily with the women, blowing cowhide and laughing constantly.
It's all very boring.
I greeted Wei Shi and said that I was in a hurry to urinate, so I got up and went out.
I bought a bottle of water in the small supermarket at the door, and bought a pack of cigarettes by accident. Sitting by the flower bed in the parking lot outside the gate of Golden Age, I put the cigarettes into my mouth unskillfully and did not light them.
So astringent.
Biting on the cigarette holder, I picked up the cigarette case and looked through it, but I didn't see anything special.
Sheng Minou smokes cigarettes, but the taste is not very good, it is not as delicious as lollipops...
Thinking so, I still bit the cigarette and didn't let go.
Luxuriously dressed men and women came in and out of the resplendent gate of Golden Age. I was bored looking at the gate and suddenly saw a familiar figure.
Fang Lei hugged a crooked body intimately, and walked crookedly towards the parking lot.
"I still want to drink..." The woman with curly hair and red lips, winking eyes like silk, wrapped around Fang Lei like a snake.
"Okay, okay, stop drinking, you've been drinking for a whole day, I'll take you back, or your fiancé should be in a hurry." Fang Lei gently comforted her, and gently patted her back with his palm.
I stared at the woman and squinted my eyes.
"He's not worried about me... He has no heart at all!" The woman's tone suddenly became fierce, "You know... I haven't been to his house until now... Fuck your mother, is there something hidden in his house that he can't see? Human stuff!? Still hello, I like you... "
I was sitting in the shadows with another car in between, and they didn't see me.
Fang Lei helped the woman into an electric purple sports car, carefully adjusted the height of the seat back for her, then went around to the driver's seat and got into the car.
After a while, the sports car roared like a beast, backed up, stepped on the accelerator, and disappeared into the parking lot like the wind.
It wasn't until I could no longer see the shadow of the car, I took off the cigarette in my mouth, that I entered the golden age again.
The box is still lively, and the singer has been replaced by Wei Shi.
The soul-stirring "Start Over Again" sang so that the three people who were beaten into pig's heads burst into tears and kept applauding.
I sat next to Lili and took the initiative to talk: "Do you know Fang Lei? He also works here with you."
"Fang Lei?" Li Li was bewildered.
I thought about it and changed my name: "He's called Sasha here."
"Oh, Brother Sha." Lili looked at me with a subtle change in her eyes, "Are you his friend, or... a guest?"
"Not really a friend. Does the Xingwang pawn shop on the other side of the street know? I'm the manager there. He often goes to my place to pawn things recently, and we've known each other since he came and went." I laughed and said, "I was just blowing my hair outside and saw him He drove away with a beautiful woman, do you know that beautiful woman?"
"That should be his latest benefactor. I heard that she is the daughter of the boss of the pharmaceutical company. She is rich." Lili was full of envy.
When I heard about the daughter of the boss of the pharmaceutical company, I was half skeptical, but now I am 100% sure. The person who stuck to Fang Lei just now was exactly the white, rich and beautiful friend I had met with Sheng Minou before.
"I heard she has a fiancé?"
Lili smiled nonchalantly: "A few of the people who come here are serious and single. They just spend money to have some fun, and they don't know how to play for real."
Not necessarily. The one who sent the watch and the diamond was obviously obsessed, and if he didn't keep it neat, he was really moved.
Sheng Minou, Sheng Minou, you also have today.
I started to laugh, Lili didn't know, so she looked at me.
I raised my glass of mineral water to salute her, and said, "I'm happy for Sasha, I wish them a long life."
The confusion on her face became more serious, so I ignored her, got up and snatched Wei Shi's microphone, cut the song "Wait Once in a Thousand Years", and got a lot of boos.
Saturday is the anniversary of my father's death. I haven't visited his grave for ten years. My mother won't be able to go this year, so let me go to worship with her.
Before going, she specifically asked me to go in the afternoon, I asked her why, she paused, and said with a straight face that Sheng Mingou would go in the morning.
In fact, I have long guessed that he will never be absent on the anniversary of my father's death.
On the day of my death, I woke up early, went to the vegetable market to buy flowers, wine and vegetables, and boarded the bus to the cemetery.
I thought I went early enough, but Sheng Minou was earlier than me.
My father's tomb is indoors, a wall burial. In the square hall, sunken niches covered three full walls, reaching as high as the ceiling. Two electronic candles are lit in each niche, and a bouquet of pale plastic flowers is offered.
When the family members want to worship, they put the things in the place under the alcove, and someone will take them away later. There are also two benches built in the middle of the square hall for the memory of relatives and friends.
When I arrived, I saw Sheng Minou sitting on one of the benches with his back to me.
On the ground in front of him, under the alcove facing my dad, was a bouquet of small white and green daisies.
I stopped in my tracks, didn't go forward, and even hid behind the wall for fear of being discovered by him.
Sheng Minou sat there without moving for a long time, if it wasn't for the difficulty of dozing off in that position, I would have thought he was getting sleepy from getting up too early.
The morning wind was cold, and when he exhaled a breath, a white mist formed in front of his eyes. But when the sun falls on the body through the shadow of the tree, there will be a short-term warmth.
The yellowed leaves dance with the wind, and the shadows on the ground are also mottled.
The branches and leaves trembled slightly, and finally, Sheng Minou began to move as if being blown by the wind. He took out the cigarette case from the windbreaker pocket, lit a cigarette, and put it next to the bouquet of flowers on the ground.
White smoke curled up, he waited for a moment, then stood up, as if he was about to leave.
I stopped hiding and walked out around the corner.
He just turned around to face me.
How can there be so many unexpected encounters, but they are all deliberately planned. A sentence that I don't know where I read came to my mind.
"Brother, you're here." I rolled my eyes and smiled at him.
He put his hands in the windbreaker, his eyes didn't stay on me at all, and he was about to leave by brushing me with strides.
I grabbed his arm as he passed me.
He raised his hand violently to break free, as if he had an innate instinct, and he didn't allow me to touch him for more than three seconds.
For a moment, we were all a little dazed.
I curled my fingers into a fist and put them in my pockets while taking a big step back to keep a safe distance from him.
"I just want to ask you, have you received any letters from me in these years?"
Over the past ten years, I have written many letters to him, but none of them have responded.
From hope, to anger, to pleading, to giving up, the first three steps took me five years, and the next five years were a long process of giving up. I still send out a letter every three months and no longer expect a reply.
In the last year, when I learned that my mother was dying of a terminal illness, I stopped writing any letters.
Asking him now is not to blame, not for other reasons, but because I have thought about it for many years.
"Letter?" He straightened his cuffs, "I received it."
My eyelashes trembled: "Then you..."
Then have you seen it
He seemed to have seen through what I was going to ask, and answered very straightforwardly: "I didn't read it, I threw it away."
My heart, which had been beating so loudly, returned to calm again. Facing this expected answer, I thought I would not be disappointed.
I overestimated myself.
"I think it's the same." I lowered my eyes and stared at his shiny upper, with a bitter smile.
The hem of the windbreaker swayed slightly, and he raised his foot to leave.
"Brother..." I stopped him.
He didn't stop this time, and walked towards the gate of the cemetery without turning his head.
Looking at his back, I couldn't help but sighed, as if I could never call him.
"Be nice to your girlfriend!" I yelled at him.
It wasn't until Sheng Minou's figure disappeared at the end that I turned around to look at my dad with my things in my hands.
After laying out the bouquet, wine and vegetables on the ground, I bowed three times to the alcove, and then sat down on the bench.
"Dad, long time no see." Ten fingers were crossed in front of him, and thumbs were making repeated movements in circles. "I'm not a good son. If you want to scold me, beat me, I'll let you vent your anger when we meet later. I'm sorry." You guys, I failed you and my mother's expectations, I know, I know... "
I closed my eyes and was plunged into darkness.
"But I'm just not reconciled."