Chapter 12 -2

I will be with you and not let you be wronged.He said in his heart, pain and pity, tears flashed in his eyes. "Singing is really powerful." Huang Hongmei clapped her son's hand and applauded, and then said to Kang Naixin, "I always think he looks like that young man back then, but in fact, he is a big man now, so people can be trusted." Carnation looked at the garlic sprouts proudly. The wife is gone, and the days go on and on. After two years of hard work by Carnation, Yang Suanmiao can immigrate to Singapore.When he came to Beijing to apply for a visa, Huang Hongmei happened to be in Beijing, accompanying her old mother who was in hospital for treatment.

After receiving his call, Huang Hongmei ran out of the hospital immediately, and the two were able to meet in Beijing. "Is it okay there?" There was a long silence at the dinner table before she asked him.In fact, she had asked this question a long time ago, after he visited his relatives in Singapore once. "It's okay, I like that well-behaved country very much, and I also like the 'Old Market' in the south of the river. Like our food stalls, they are all kinds of delicious food." He replied, also Same as previous answer. "I don't know when you'll be back."

"Oh, in Singaporean Mandarin, 'I don't know' means 'I don't understand'." He said with a smile. "Well, I don't understand you." His heart skipped a beat. After dinner, he and she took a taxi and headed to the hotel where he was staying.He had a faint thought, hoping to have the last night with her.When she arrived at the hotel, she wanted to go on, saying that her mother was still in the hospital.He held her hand and turned to look at her with a tired face.He came with her to the hospital and visited her mother. He insisted on letting her stay in a hotel for one night, and he would accompany her in bed.The two took a taxi again, and he took her back to the hotel.

He led her into her room and was going back to the hospital. The eyes of the two men intertwined.He spread his hands, and she came over and pressed against him.He closed his hands, held her in his arms, and caressed her hair that hadn't been washed for a few days. It occurred to him suddenly that she was already forty-two years old. At this point in your story, two lines of tears hung on your face when you saw the trick. Yang Suanmiao then went to the hospital and spent the night in bed with her. The next morning, Huang Hongmei came to take over his shift.Then, he went to Singapore.The physical contact between two people starts with a hug in Wuxi and ends with a hug in Beijing. This is the story.

If you literati were to write it, it would definitely be a bleak tone, but I see Suan Miao and Hong Mei are quite happy.This world is very unfair, everyone is chasing girls, but only the literati's history of picking up girls is recorded, and because of the dissatisfied mentality of literati, they always have a deep resentment complex, as if someone I feel sorry for him. He let out a sigh of relief after seeing the tricks, and no longer refute you. When Yang Suanmiao told me his story, he had that happy and nostalgic look on his face.He has been in that unit for fifteen years, that is, he has been with Huang Hongmei for fifteen years.He was reluctant to be late, leave early, and absent from work. Because he loved Huang Hongmei, he became a model worker, and Huang Hongmei probably did too.A person's waking time is about ten hours a day, but in these ten hours, he spends more than eight hours with her; the golden years of a person's life are twenty or thirty years. Fifteen years with her—God is so merciful.So, this shouldn't be a sad story, you see you cry for nothing, I really despise you.

I think of my beloved girl once asking, are you in pain? If there is someone you can like, how can it be painful? Performance Art The two bottles of Erguotou have been unknowingly destroyed, and it is less than three o'clock in the morning, and neither you nor you want to stop there.After seeing the trick, he went to the kitchen to rummage through the box and cabinet, trying to dig out the treasured old wine. Tagore said: "There is no trace of me left in the sky, but I have flown once." "I flew through the sky and left no trace." The pessimist reversed the two lines to express

Bossy. In the performance art of picking up girls, are you Tagore or Elegy?you murmured. After seeing the tricks, he finally dug out a bottle of wine, put it back in place, and opened it.I found that picking up girls is like roasted sweet potatoes, it tastes better than smelling them.At least in writing, the process of picking up girls who can't be picked up is more beautiful.Or, we are old now.When I was young, the slogan was "Faster, Higher and Stronger", but now it has become "Participation is the most important thing". When I was young, I wished that the Girl Picking Olympics would be held four times a year, but now it would be nice to have one every four years.

What is important is participation, what is important is the process, in fact, the result is the same.you say. See the move and nod and say yes.Just like those movies we watched, a girl was almost forced into bed by a gangster, but fortunately the hero rescued the beauty, and finally the girl had sex with the hero.If I had known this was the ending, I might as well have followed it from the beginning. But I really can’t say that, when it comes to picking up girls, you must make the process a little bit more concerned about gains and losses, and be more detached.Otherwise, wouldn't it be too fun?In fact, all love stories are about playing tricks in the middle process, and seeing who plays it interestingly and freshly.

Well, let's talk about some not-so-sentimental stories to lighten the mood of being depressed by your pig.See tricks and split tricks. There are tens of thousands of girls in the world, but only writers are praised the most.One of the most common passages, at least in literary works, is that a certain writer is on a train, and there is a beautiful girl sitting next to her, lilac-like sorrow, holding a book, and it is this The masterpiece of a writer.The writer had a chat with the girl, and helped the girl to drum up the sails of life. In the end, the girl would leave him a note with address, phone number, mail, QQ number and personal homepage, and the two have been dating since then. .

Sun Donggua is full of envy for this way of picking up girls, because, first, although he is not a writer, he is still a reporter. These days, reporters have published more books than writers; The platform let him get acquainted with those lilac girls. But it is strange to say that he has taken the train countless times, and the neighbors and opposite seats are all men who smell of sweat, open a bag of peanuts and a bottle of canned oranges, and then open a bottle of beer with their thick fingers. A bristle-like beard.As long as he glanced at it with his eyes, the other party's words would follow closely, and they became brothers with him.It's like this every time I take the train.On the one hand, he suspects that the male-to-female ratio of the Chinese population is seriously out of balance, and on the other hand, he has a clove-like resentment because he cannot find vent for his full-bodied love.

Fate finally waited for a turning point.This time, Sun Donggua is on a business trip from Beijing to Shanghai, commuting between the two most prosperous and fashionable cities in China, so he has to change his luck. Sure enough, on the train from Beijing to Shanghai, Sun Donggua was accompanied by an old lady. Sun Donggua was already very satisfied.Let the old lady be the old lady. It was the first time he sat next to a person of the opposite sex for so many years on the train. After the interview, I will return to Beijing from Shanghai.Sun Donggua became more careful this time, and entrusted a friend from "Xinmin Evening News" to buy a soft sleeper ticket.In a separate compartment, a beautiful woman from Shanghai to Beijing was lying on the couch with him, graceful and luxurious, stylish and generous.It is not very convenient for Shanghai people to do business in Beijing, he can provide her with personal help... Sun Donggua came to the station with such a beautiful vision.Walking into his compartment, he opened his eyes and couldn't help smiling with satisfaction. — two old ladies. I don't know what kind of psychology is at work. A young man in adolescence often makes his behavior of picking up girls very unpleasant.For example, you aim your gun at Chen Yueji, but if someone around you admires your marksmanship, you will say: "Look, I'm going to shoot Li Shaoyao. Open your eyes, buddy." The marksmanship is like a god." Wang Tudou made this mistake.Their dormitory formed a friendly neighbor with a female dormitory in a neighboring school. After one or two autumn excursions in Xiangshan and boating in Zizhuyuan, he secretly fell in love with the other party's Chen Yueji.But for some reason, when I reported my experience to my brothers in the same dormitory, he kept praising Li Shaoyao. Shaoyao's mouth was like a string of candied haws, so attractive.Not only that, but he also belittled Chen Yueji with duplicity. Rose's mouth is like kebabs, so boring. No one knows that he prefers kebabs to candied haws. Next, he exchanged letters with Chen Yueji and kept secrets about Chen Cang. On the surface, he spread rumors in the dormitory, saying that he liked Li Shaoyao. When his relationship with Chen Yueji had gradually matured and he had several successful trysts, almost all the boys in the class knew that he was in love with a girl named Li Shaoyao, whose sweet and sour mouth was like candied haws . The unfortunate moment finally came.On this day, Chen Yueji came to the school to look for him, and was stopped in the reception room downstairs. At this time, Wang Tudou's dormitory was fighting for tractors.When the walkie-talkie called Tudou to find someone downstairs, the young playful man was planning to make his opponent scream, so he begged Wu Tomato from the opposite dormitory to come downstairs to pick him up. When the beautiful and beautiful Chen Yueji appeared in front of Wu Tuomato, his mouth was parched, and his heart filled with an infinite urge to do both for his buddies.He cleared his throat, and said in the tone that Qiu Yuefeng spoke to Jane Eyre (8): "Miss Shaoyao? Is it really you? But I miss our Tudou brothers to death. He has been talking about you and has written a lot for you." Poems with deep feelings, such as 'Small mouth is sweet and sour, like candied haws skewers', moved us so much." Seven years later, Han Qingjiao went to a small town in the south on a business trip, and finally met Zhou Basho, a college classmate she hadn't seen since graduation. "Basho?" After finding the local radio and television bureau where Zhou Basho was working, Han Qingjiao called her. "Green pepper?" Zhou Bajiao asked.Han Qingjiao was a little disappointed. He originally wanted her to identify who he was based on his voice.He tried his best to control his emotions, and wanted to say in a nonchalant tone, guess where I am, I'm at the door of your unit, haha, I didn't expect that. "Did you come to our place?" Basho said. Han Qingjiao didn't say what he planned, and almost choked himself to death. Zhou Basho quickly appeared in front of his eyes.She is really not as young as seven years ago. I heard that the child is already three years old.Han Qingjiao thought. Greeted lightly, the two went to eat.Started to drink, started to be in a trance, started to be distraught.Zhou Basho said, I have a premonition that you are here.Han Qingjiao looked at Zhou Bajiao in front of him and remembered the scene before graduation. After the breakup meal that day, the whole class began to sing on the road. Tomorrow, some students will leave one after another, and they will be separated from each other from now on.Forgot who was the first to cry, and then the tears were intertwined.Everyone was no longer restrained, and began to hug each other while singing out of tune songs.When Chen Qingjiao hugged Zhou Bajiao, he was singing "I forgot to tell you, you are always in my heart", his throat was blocked, and his nose and tears came down like a lost lamb.In fact, he has always liked her, even after she fell in love with Cai Bitter Gua from the Department of Finance, even after she broke up with Cai Bitter Gua. The strength of Zhou Basho's arms around him obviously exceeded the limits of classmates.He expected her to express something, but she really said: "I'm leaving the day after tomorrow, so you can see me off." Chen Qingjiao was almost dizzy with happiness.That night, he didn't sleep well. Why didn't you come to see me off the day I left school?Zhou Bajiao asked, bringing Chen Qingjiao's memories back to reality. Can you believe me if I'm telling the truth?Chen Qingjiao said. Zhou Basho looked at him quietly. The next day, I suddenly developed an aphthous sore on my mouth, which was very ugly.So I am embarrassed to see you off, I am afraid that if I want to kiss you, it would be too embarrassing. Zhou Basho lowered her head and did not speak. Can you believe this is the reason?Chen Qingjiao smiled wryly, but that was how it was then. Zhou Bajiao drank a glass of wine quietly, then raised her eyes and turned her head to look into the distance. After the meal, Zhou Bajiao asked her husband and child for leave, and accompanied him to a bar. The two continued to be relatively silent. When the new music started, Chen Qingjiao dragged Zhou Basho onto the dance floor. He felt that her waist was no longer slender, and there were fine wrinkles at the corners of her eyes.And he himself also suffered from beriberi, bad breath and loose teeth.The boy who was tall and straight, with clear eyebrows and clear eyes, insisted on his perfect image because of a mouth sore, is gone. Basho rested her head on his shoulder, her hair brushing against his chin.He suddenly remembered the lyrics again. I forgot to tell you, you are always in my heart. Here lies a sick student, His fate cannot be changed. Please take all your medicines, The disease of love is incurable. Pushkin has a poem to chant. Li Luobo suffers from such an incurable disease, and he falls in love with his beautiful colleague Zhang Wenzhu hopelessly.Ms. Wenzhu is beautiful and capable, her business performance is the best in the company, and she is the first in the company to buy a car and a house.Ms. Wenzhu is trendy and fashionable, she is the proudest woman in this city, and she will always be enriched and entangled by countless people and things.How can Li Luobo not like such a beauty? Li Luobo was surrounded by friends who were clear on the sidelines, and they all persuaded him, don't you look at how much money you have in your pocket, you can't even pay the rent.In order to cut off his thoughts, they used a very vicious word to describe Zhang Wenzhu: snobbish. ——People can also see you? Everyone understands the truth about love, and everyone does it differently.Li Luobo couldn't convince himself that he didn't like her, so he could only love her helplessly: accompany her to go shopping in luxury shopping malls, and listen to her spit out foreign code brands that he never knew; He revealed his strong interest in classical music; she liked to drink soybean juice, so he forced himself to swallow the nauseous light green liquid, and secretly admired her for maintaining such a refined and vulgar life habit; she said that she would When he went to a distant place, he bought a suit and went to Tibet with her, and his heart was melted by the sky and clouds there... After two years, Li Luobo felt that the time was getting riper. Just after a social reception, he and Zhang Wenzhu went to the coffee shop in the hotel lobby to sober up and confided in her. But Ms. Wenzhu said: "I'm sorry. I didn't know you thought so. I wasn't prepared for this. I always thought we were just good friends..." Yunyun. Li Luobo suddenly froze there. Zhang Wenzhu didn't drive because he knew he was going to drink.The two sat in silence for a while, and took a taxi back to the company together.Shan Tianfang's storytelling was playing in the taxi, and Li Luobo couldn't help laughing when he heard Mr. Shan's hoarse voice utter a word called "roasted chicken with big nest neck".How can you not see that I have been interested in you?How could you not be mentally prepared for this?Could it be that you and Zhang Wenkang (9) are really in the same family, so you know how to tell nonsense with your eyes open? "Did you hear that word? Roasted chicken big nest neck." He asked her. "I don't like listening to storytelling, I never keep it in my car." Wenzhu said lightly. Yes, maybe, he and she are not from the same world.He sighed deeply, deeply in his heart. When he arrived at the company, Zhang Wenzhu saw that his face was not good, and asked him what was wrong with concern.He shook his head.Wenzhu suggested to go to the coffee shop on the top floor to continue to sober up.He wanted to refuse, but couldn't say it. The company's building is on the edge of the East Second Ring Road.Sitting on the top floor with a bird's-eye view of the city, Li Luobo found that they were at a three-way intersection, one leading to the CBD business center, where Miss Wenzhu realized her economic ideal; The place where the lady realizes her social dream; but he can only accompany her to Guijie Street to eat lamb scorpion, roast chicken hot pot and spicy crayfish.It turned out that he had only been with a third of her for two years. Zhang Wenzhu stirred the coffee and looked at the man in front of him. His face was "confused and ashamed, excited and calm, but he didn't know what he was thinking" (10). Li Luobo stirred the coffee and looked at the woman in front of her. Whether her eyes were snobby or not, they were at least beautiful.This pair of beautiful snobbish eyes once stopped on him, so they should also be thankful.He clenched his fists in his heart, as if saying goodbye to that beautiful figure, and that distant past, unfulfilled dream. "What's wrong with you?" Zhang Wenzhu asked. "Very good." Li Luobo stood up and said refreshedly, "I should go to work." "There is a group of Smurfs in the east of Beijing and west of Tong County. They are lively and smart, naughty and erotic..." Remember this popular song?It describes the appearance of some cultural people in Beijing, the cultural capital. Liu Qincai is undoubtedly the best of this group of Smurfs.First of all, his success rate in picking up girls is extremely high, and almost none of the girls he targets slips through the net; secondly, his speed in picking up girls is extremely high. In these years, a SARS quarantiner needs half a month of observation period. But he was able to pick up at least two girls within half a month; again, his grades of picking up girls are extremely high, either Yiqing, Wenqing, Cynical, or Decadent, anyway, he can be regarded as frequently appearing in the media socialites; and again, his skill at picking up girls is not only in his ability to successfully pick up those girls, but also in his ability to successfully and safely dump the girls who do get him, without leaving any seeds of hatred or condemnation . With the understanding and support of the girl being picked up, Liu Qincai no longer hides her love of picking up girls and her good appetite.If things go on like this, through media reports and building, he has become a star of picking up girls in Beijing's cultural celebrity circle.Even, people have forgotten his original identity, is he a painter, writer, musician, or a performance artist?No one cares anymore. Liu Qincai continued to advance triumphantly, tirelessly. Through his physical management and media hype, Liu Qincai's public image has been improved to a higher level: all the girls he picks up are characters worthy of the entertainment page, and they are all high-end beauties.On the other hand, if a woman wants to get on the entertainment page and become a high-end beauty, the best shortcut is to soak celery—Liu celery has undoubtedly become the industry standard. Decadent women all want him to have sex with them quickly. Liu Qincai continued to advance triumphantly, never to die. On this day, a tall and slender girl who wanted to join the modeling industry successfully attracted Liu Qincai. There's a playboy in "Sex and the City" (11) who keeps sleeping with supermodels.Unconvinced, Samantha slept with this guy to prove that she has the qualities of a supermodel.When Liu Qincai was singing and advancing on the bed, she suddenly realized that she was just a quoted theorem. After a one-night stand, the girl leaves his bed without even a parting kiss.Liu Qincai is no fool, he immediately came to a conclusion: according to this girl's bright style, she can become a supermodel soon. Alas, it's not easy for a person to become a supermodel and sleep with so many men.Liu Qincai thought, rubbed her sore waist, and thought that it was not easy for herself, to sleep with a woman who slept with so many men. Next, Liu Qincai did something embarrassing: he cried for himself and the women who had had erections for him. Liu Qincai deeply knows that in this city, tears in love are the most despised thing.But he just couldn't help it, so in order to avoid being despised, he had no choice but to withdraw from the love scene. From then on, Liu Qin's vegetables, knives and guns were stored in the warehouse, and the horse was released to Nanshan. Half a year later, the girl became a supermodel, gained both fame and fortune, and publishing books became a hobby.The promotion strategy formulated by the publisher for her book is: The last woman Liu Qincai, the prodigal son in love, likes. separate and give up Huh? You drink up and see the tricks, why do you get depressed again? I don't know what's going on, in fact, I'm trying to prove that picking up girls can be a comedy, even if it's a breakup, it shouldn't be a hurtful parting.If you don't care, I will rest.See tricks and split tricks.I didn't expect that while chatting and chatting, I went around to parting and giving up . Cheap.you say. By the way, I remember you invented a theory of "slapping the table" when you were in college.See tricks and split tricks. Yes Yes.You think of that scene, the scene between you and her. That day, by the lake in Houhai, she proposed to break up.Then, there is a long silence between you and her, and the world suddenly becomes silent. ——At that time, Houhai had not yet become a major vulgar place in Beijing, and there were very few visitors. You are still a little bit unwilling.The reason for the two to break up was not sufficient, but the reason for getting along was also insufficient.What else is there to say? The sky was also gloomy, and there were a few muffled thunders in the distance. "Actually, you don't know who you should be with in this life." You said to her. She nodded.I don't know if she can remember that you said excitedly when you fell in love with her, who knows what happened to you, and what kind of encounter you will have? "But God knows." You said, "He overlooks the world when he is free, and when he sees people who should be together walking together, he is happy and laughs out loud; The person involved didn’t know that he had missed the most important thing, so God was so anxious that he slapped the table.” Should we pass by, or stop?You think, continue to say, "Listen, God is in a hurry now. He sees that we are going to break up. The thunder is the sound of his old man slapping the table. He said: 'What a damn pity!'" She looks down. At that time, there was a fine drizzle falling from the sky. "Look, God is so anxious that he is crying." You suddenly laughed. "Let's not let him slap the table." She said softly. But in the end, you still pass her by.you thought dejectedly. There is very little rain now, and the thunder is even more distant.It turns out that we have always thought that we are living in the future, that we can stay together forever, that we can never leave, but now we know that all we have are memories.$ ^Book*~网! &*$collect*[email protected] the tricks, I hold up the wine glass to you, and let out a long breath. In this season of neither wind nor rain, let us think about our beloved woman.Then he took a swig of wine. Swallow the wine, you suddenly have an urge to talk.Do you know why I think of her today?It's because I found that I can't even keep my memory. what happened?After seeing the tricks, the cloudy gossip eyes quickly lit up after drinking. Her diary was discovered by her husband, and there were our records on it, so there was a lot of quarrel. Depend on!How many years ago was that?See tricks and tear down and scold.That buddy should thank you, it was your love with her that made her such a good woman, so worthy of his love. You speak like a poem, but her husband really can't bear it, and she is really unhappy. What does this have to do with you?What can you do?See tricks and split tricks. You know he's trying to enlighten you, so why haven't you said that to yourself, but at such a moment, you just want to punch the face that is ready to fight. Well, when I didn't say it.After seeing the trick, he obviously felt the anger in your eyes, and hurriedly raised his hand to clear himself. You bit your lip hard.Yes, what can I do?After this night, I won't say any more of this. How can a person have no memory?Only a fool like you would say "after this night, never think of her again".I yawned for a long time after seeing the trick, I went to change my pajama pants, and then we continued to drink.Then go into the bedroom. Should we really not even keep our memories?You ask. yes.See tricks and split tricks and say in the bedroom. But aren't you writing your memory fragments?We are poor enough to allow ourselves to live in memory. yes.See tricks and split tricks and say in the bedroom. What about defragmentation? ...Actually, I think your life is really boring. yes.See tricks and split tricks and say in the bedroom. Your present is even more pitiful, not living in your own life, but living in the lives of others. yes.See tricks and split tricks and say in the bedroom. When you read a book, you inject other people’s thoughts into your own head; when you watch a DVD, you shed your own tears in other people’s stories; You submit obediently; you are emotional, and then think "what can I do", so let yourself calm down; you peek at the scandals of celebrities with great interest, and you spread gossip about your friends with relish; it's time for you to learn how to buy a car, Because if you take a taxi to go to the dinner, it doesn’t match your identity; you even start flipping through golf magazines, wanting to step into a higher level of other people’s lives; You know how to properly display your IQ knowledge, you know what kind of conversation is the golden section between etiquette and personality; you succeed in the eyes of others, you are middle class stipulated by society, you criticize With the criticism of safety first, you are debauched in a well-behaved manner... Are you energetic?Are you alive like this?Under the catalysis of the high IQ that comes with drinking, you questioned the tricks like a cannonball. Yeah yeah.Seeing tricks and breaking tricks kept talking in the bedroom. You said, are you living in someone else's life? Before you can answer the unprincipled "yes" after seeing the tricks, you rush into the bedroom, trying to grab his collar, and use your big mouth that smells of alcohol to torture your soul. In the bedroom, after seeing the trick, I have already fallen asleep lying on my bed with my arms and legs upturned. There is a puddle of saliva at the corner of my mouth, but I can make "yes" and "yes" from time to time to match your generous speech. You slam the door hard and fall headfirst on the sofa in the living room. memory.The word is sad. Where is your memory?In your mind, even if you are talking in your sleep, you will not express it truly; in your crazy talk after drinking, the confession at this time is a kind of self-talk, and no one can remember your inner voice, including you. In the long heart-to-heart conversation between you and him or her, talking and listening at this time become an exchange, and his listening is to be able to talk to you as well.By the way, the memory is still in the diary you no longer insist on, in the letters you no longer handwritten, in the phone call records that you have deleted, in the electronic mailbox where you keep changing the password, in the inexplicable appearance of you In the mouth with a familiar taste, in the gap of aphasia when you suddenly don't know what to say. When you die, none of these will exist anymore.Everything just disappeared, disappeared completely, all your efforts to retain were in vain, all your painstaking efforts were wiped out.You will walk through this world without a sound, and no one knows what you went through, what you did, and why you did those stupid things.The terrible thing is that you no longer exist, and you can't even find a way to regret it. No matter what you do, you cannot escape this hopeless fate. So, you start to despair now, lying on a strange sofa, falling into boundless darkness and fear.Next door, snore like thunder. You can't help yourself from thinking about death.What kind of mood did Leslie Cheung (12) feel when he jumped from upstairs?Just imagine.People always look at the blue sky with their feet on the ground, but only when they look down like him, they can see that their feet can step on the blue sky. Imagine that you are falling faster and faster, and the wind is getting stronger and stronger in your face, and you are suffocating before you hit the ground.call---- You sit up from the sofa all at once. You escaped from the house where you saw tricks and demolished tricks, and you walked on the street where the sky was already bright. You know you are not drunk, yes, the phone is in the left trouser pocket and the keys are in the right trouser pocket, these are the proofs that you are not drunk.You know that one of your shoes is not tied properly, because you can't help but throw up when you bend over for a long time, and you clearly know that the right shoe is not tied, which can prove that you are not drunk. Why is there no one person or car on the street?Beijing is never peaceful, even in the darkest night.By the way, it is the period of SARS, so it is so empty, like a dead city.You think, these judgments prove that you are not drunk. You have to let yourself walk home step by step.You're not drunk because you still know your way home. She occupies your mind again.darling, you know what?I am also a unique person.There are more than six billion people in the world, but only I know that you are so good, even your husband doesn't know. The long street, the cold night, the entangled time and space, the feeling without feeling (13).Baby, if you're by my side, I'll sing for you.But without you, without you, the road of life seems too long. If you want to lie down on the road, you lie down.The whole road is yours, and the whole quiet city is yours. You lay in the middle of the road and never felt so comfortable.You know you're not drunk because you remember the conversation with the trick-or-treater just now.To put it bluntly, we always thought that we were living in the future, but in fact all we had were memories.My dear, I have no future and no memory, and the present, too, will be fleeting.Tomorrow, I will live like a normal person. You tilt your head and look at the erected world.Yes, you lost her, a piece of porcelain that can never be repaired, a song that can never be sung, a game of cards that were robbed after listening to the luxurious seven pairs. Is God slapping the table?Why is there a roar? You know, a car finally runs over.You want to avoid it, but you can't lift your heavy body at all, so you have to lift your legs up, trying to lie down on the center line of the road.Along your legs, you see the blue sky, and you are really trampled under your feet. Note: (1) Beijing mahjong term, which means playing cards without money, earning money if you win, and not paying money if you lose. (2) Speak Yang Qinghuang's song "There Will Be Such a Day". (3) Gregory Peck (1916-2003), an American actor, has starred in "Roman Holiday", "To Kill a Mockingbird" and so on. (4) For details, see Chapter 23: "Wang Po is corrupt and bribes and says that he is charming and brother Yun is not angry at the tea shop". (5) In this fragment, the names of male characters are all vegetables or crops, and the names of female characters are all flowers. (6) A street in Beijing where there are many bars and young artists shuttle. (7) Hu Yizhi’s deeds can be found in the thirty-third chapter of Jin Yong’s novel "Whoever has no chronic illness is difficult to laugh at each other, and everyone is worse than a romantic one". , but dare not be the slightest abrupt to the sweetheart. (8) Qiu Yuefeng is a great voice actor who voiced Rochester in the movie. (9) He was the Minister of Health and was dismissed for concealing the "SARS" epidemic. (10) Quoted from Jin Yong's 22nd Chapter "Girl in Dangerous City". (11) Sex And The City, a popular American TV series, takes the sex experience of four urban women as the main line. (12) On April 1, 2003, Leslie Cheung committed suicide by falling from a building in Hong Kong, which shocked the whole world. (13) Sing out Zheng Zhihua's song "Single Escape".