Shit, this kind of white hard-skinned Red River cigarettes only cost five yuan at the grocery store, damn it. But I wasn't smoking cigarettes, I was smoking loneliness, so I didn't care how much it cost, I gave him fifteen yuan, tore open the seal, took a cigarette in my mouth, and took out my lighter to light it up.
"Ahem..." It was so damn hard to smoke, I almost choked to death!
The cigarette smells good, but it is so harsh on the throat when I smoke it, it is just self-torture, I throw it on the ground and stomp it out with my foot. Actually, think about it, it is the same with drinking. If you say that the wine smells good, but it tastes bitter and spicy when you drink it, and you keep saying that it tastes good, you feel stupid.
I sighed. Love is crueler than this. It sounds very happy and sweet, but it is so painful and uncomfortable to experience. It is more self-abuse than smoking and drinking. Everyone is like moths to a flame, willing to die, including me, a fool.
This journey was the most uncomfortable one, even more unbearable than the last time I came back from Huangshan. Because this time I knew Shen Bing was in the carriage, and I could only wander at the door. I stood for more than ten hours, and after passing Zhangjiajie, I finally found a seat. I lay down and slept for a while, but was awakened by the announcement that we had arrived at Jishou Station. I looked at the watch and it was twelve o'clock noon.
I had planned to get off at Mayang, but when I saw Shen Bing and the man squeeze out of the crowd, it seemed that this was their destination, so I picked up my bag and got off. The target that the police had locked on must be a hundred times more accurate than my aimless search. Besides, my heart was all on Shen Bing, so how could I not follow her wherever she went
But I hid in the crowd at the back, so she wouldn't notice me at all. Besides, she would never think that I was on this train. When I got out of the station, I found out that there were not just two of them, but three other men, all around 30 years old, probably all XXX.
They were picked up at the station and put into a police car. Damn, it turned out that they were working with the local police to solve the case this time. What should I do? I hurriedly jumped into a taxi and asked the driver to catch up with the police car in front. They drove directly to a hotel, and I was probably treated to delicious food and drinks. I had a Phoenix Society meal at a nearby snack bar. It was a hodgepodge of glutinous rice, indica rice, wild wormwood, wild shallots, bacon, lard, vegetable oil, and peanuts. It was steamed and then fried. It tasted so delicious.
This snack bar was right in front of the hotel entrance. After I finished eating, I drank tea and waited for them to come out. They didn't leave the hotel until 2pm. I quickly stopped a taxi, thinking they were going to the local police station. I didn't expect that they would chase me all the way out of Jishou City and head southeast. They didn't take the main road, but the mountain path, which was bumpy and rugged and very difficult to walk on.
After driving for a while, the taxi driver lost his patience and said that this road was not suitable for small cars. If we continued driving, the cars would probably get scattered. He wanted to let me get off right there. Damn it, I got off here, and there was no village or store in the distance. What should I do? I took out 500 yuan and threw it to him: "Follow the police car. When we get to the destination, I will pay double the fare. This 500 yuan does not count."
The driver hesitated for a while, but couldn't resist the temptation of money, so he took the money and drove forward. Through the car window, looking at the mountains and streams around, the scenery looks very pure and primitive. I thought this is the mysterious ghost country of the Miao people in the mountainous area of western Hunan. The legendary corpse-driving is in this mysterious area. I felt a little excited and a little nervous. Damn, this kind of white hard-skinned Honghe cigarette is only five yuan at most in the grocery store, it's really fucking black. But what I smoke is not cigarettes, but loneliness. No matter how much it costs, I give him fifteen yuan, tear open the seal, hold a cigarette in my mouth, and take out a lighter to light it.
"Ahem..." It was so damn hard to smoke, I almost choked to death!
The cigarette smells good, but it is so harsh on the throat when I smoke it, it is just self-torture, I throw it on the ground and stomp it out with my foot. Actually, think about it, it is the same with drinking. If you say that the wine smells good, but it tastes bitter and spicy when you drink it, and you keep saying that it tastes good, you feel stupid.
I sighed. Love is crueler than this. It sounds very happy and sweet, but it is so painful and uncomfortable to experience. It is more self-abuse than smoking and drinking. Everyone is like moths to a flame, willing to die, including me, a fool.
This journey was the most uncomfortable one, even more unbearable than the last time I came back from Huangshan. Because this time I knew Shen Bing was in the carriage, and I could only wander at the door. I stood for more than ten hours, and after passing Zhangjiajie, I finally found a seat. I lay down and slept for a while, but was awakened by the announcement that we had arrived at Jishou Station. I looked at the watch and it was twelve o'clock noon.
I had planned to get off at Mayang, but when I saw Shen Bing and the man squeeze out of the crowd, it seemed that this was their destination, so I picked up my bag and got off. The target that the police had locked on must be a hundred times more accurate than my aimless search. Besides, my heart was all on Shen Bing, so how could I not follow her wherever she went
But I hid in the crowd at the back, so she wouldn't notice me at all. Besides, she would never think that I was on this train. When I got out of the station, I found out that there were not just two of them, but three other men, all around 30 years old, probably all XXX.
They were picked up at the station and put into a police car. Damn, it turned out that they were working with the local police to solve the case this time. What should I do? I hurriedly jumped into a taxi and asked the driver to catch up with the police car in front. They drove directly to a hotel, and I was probably treated to delicious food and drinks. I had a Phoenix Society meal at a nearby snack bar. It was a hodgepodge of glutinous rice, indica rice, wild wormwood, wild shallots, bacon, lard, vegetable oil, and peanuts. It was steamed and then fried. It tasted so delicious.
This snack bar was right in front of the hotel entrance. After I finished eating, I drank tea and waited for them to come out. They didn't leave the hotel until 2pm. I quickly stopped a taxi, thinking they were going to the local police station. I didn't expect that they would chase me all the way out of Jishou City and head southeast. They didn't take the main road, but the mountain path, which was bumpy and rugged and very difficult to walk on.
After driving for a while, the taxi driver lost his patience and said that this road was not suitable for small cars. If we continued driving, the cars would probably get scattered. He wanted to let me get off right there. Damn it, I got off here, and there was no village or store in the distance. What should I do? I took out 500 yuan and threw it to him: "Follow the police car. When we get to the destination, I will pay double the fare. This 500 yuan does not count."
The driver hesitated for a while, but couldn't resist the temptation of money, so he took the money and drove forward. Looking through the car window, I saw the mountains and streams around me. The scenery looked very pure and primitive. I thought this was the mysterious ghost country of the Miao people in the mountainous area of western Hunan. The legendary corpse-driving is in this mysterious area. I felt a little excited and a little nervous.