Chapter 6 5. Night

Winning the championship of the basketball game and cutting off his scoring net and bringing it back to his hometown are the only dreams of Johnny Darkwin.But now, what are you talking about taking the spoils back?It is impossible for him to even step into the land of his hometown again. Maybe he was crying?He must have wet his brown pupils with thick eyelashes with grief?I do not think so.He should be smiling quietly.Didn't he cut off the network of microvessels woven into my chest like a basketball trophy?The hot memory that hangs in my veins, the memory of that night, that dark night that enshrines his sweet touch.

The breath from the next bed aroused my curiosity.On the side of Johnny's shoulder.I put my neck back and peered into the darkness.Chin touched his shoulder, cold and wet.My eyes are getting used to the night.I suppressed a smile and stared into Johnny's eyes. He covered my eyes with his big hands, interrupting my joy.Really, only these eyes look like a lady.His knuckles covered my nose, and I smelled the sweat accumulated in the creases of the knuckles, and soon felt difficult to breathe, and I opened my mouth in distress.As if waiting for this moment, his tongue slipped gently into my mouth.With my tongue buried in my mouth, my skin became sensitive to breathe.

I don't know anything about him.All he knew was Johnny Darkwin.My skin glued to his flesh to know him.For the comfort and comfort, I took his hand away.My lips and nose are free.He silently looked down at me.I closed my eyes in peace.As if to prevent my involuntary sigh, he gagged my mouth again. In this way, I gradually got to know this body called Johnny.So calm and so correct.A ceremony is over, my heart is beating furiously at the same time, my senses return to everyday things, remembering the bed next door again. "Hey, Tina, can I talk to you?" Gloria got up.Her head scraped against the sheets, making a rustling sound.At the same time, she seemed to be pushing the man away.

"What's his name?" "Johnny Darkwin." Johnny answered for me while stroking my hair.My head rests on the pillow, looking at Gloni's bed.The man lay on his back and smoked, as if he was exhausted.He was very thin and had brunette skin.Two lines of smoke move in the air. Jonny is great.I lazily asked Ge Nongni what was the man's name.Gloria said his name.His name is Mike, and he has a nickname "Ice". Oh, is it?I don't care at all.So does Johnny.From the moment he went to bed until the end, he propped his elbows on the pillow and lifted his upper body.His massive back formed a wall in front of me, as if guarding me from the sight of the bed next door.I like his exuberance. For him, this night of self-indulgence may be the first time.He seldom spoke, and only let out his low voice when I particularly wanted to hear it.The voice clearly cut through the accumulated air and reached the depths of my flesh.

Gloni and I played this game a lot last night when we walked the streets with two drunken strangers.On weekend nights, she would call me and ask how I was spending the night.The sweet voice persuaded her, she wanted to have some fun, but she must be with me, often commenting, evaluating each other's chosen objects, and spending the night happily. Last night, as we sat in front of the counter at the bar, ready to drink cocktails, Johnny stood next to us bored. "Hey, Tina, don't look at it now. There is a man with his back against the counter next to you, which looks like a chopstick. I don't know what it's like to sleep with a man that tall. Maybe his whole body will be covered by him."

"What, that chopstick!" Gloni hurriedly put her index finger to her mouth, signaling me to keep silent.Perhaps hearing our conversation, Johnny turned his head quietly. He looked at us with innocent eyes, and we were terrified by his gaze without defense.I have to avoid his eyes, but I can't, I can't resist his gaze.Why am I looking at him intently?Don't ask, please don't ask.I begged wordlessly.His eyes are so focused, I have never met a man like him in such a smoky place.He stood shyly as if he didn't know how to place his overly slender limbs.My fingers are glued to the wine glass which is starting to get wet.

"The ice is melting." This is the moment when my ears first pick up Johnny's deep voice.I hastily brought the glass to my lips.The fragrance of oranges, lively music.This is the hit music, an old song from "Depressed Tonight".I noticed how his voice was set back from the noise and independent.The music was spinning in front of my eyes like a movie. "Your height?" I couldn't find a topic. "Seven feet," Johnny replied. After speaking, Gloni walked downstairs to the dance floor. "Please sit down." I pointed to the chair. "Can you?" Johnny said.

I can't stop the throbbing of my heart.This kind of man is really rare.Good men appear in such places.How could he be so unsuspecting of me?It's just a look waiting to be hurt.In any case, this is the look that most attracts women.When his long eyelashes are lowered and lowered, his eyes are calmly lowered, giving the illusion that all the floating air around me is sucked away by it. "Is this your first time here?" "Ok." He smiled shyly.Does he know?Knowing that I need a love object.I feel like a whore.But I never wished to experience this fact myself. I have a fiancé and have been engaged for over two years.Yet I still act like a whore every weekend.Why?I don't want money, I want something.It is to bury the lonely, sweet happiness.My fiancé was in college in the East, and I was terrified that I had forgotten what it was like to be in touch with a man, that when he came back I would accept his flesh with a decaying touch.

He drank sweet wine with a pure and unsexy appearance.In front of him, I couldn't make the usual moves to tease men, but I wanted him so much that I wanted to say it many times; but every time I met that deer-like clear gaze, I retracted my words. I want to taste him.Not only because he was refreshing on the occasion, but also because he evoked familiar emotions from my childhood.handsome man.Any part of the body must be beautiful.Are you revealing your feelings to him?I am confused.I'm often in my own thoughts, aware of the fascination men feel when they see me.That charm, however, might profane a man like him.

"Hey Tina. I found it. Isn't it sexy?" At some point, Gloni stood behind us with a male hand.The man had an appearance I'm used to and very befitting of the occasion.Gorgeous dress and mustache, like a male whore.I looked at Johnny's appearance, and he tilted his head and looked back at me.A faded cotton shirt looks stunning.I had a sudden urge to rip all his buttons off. "Hey, you also make up your mind, just choose this person. Let's get out of here and find another place." "But..." I looked at Johnny uneasily. "I do not mind."

I was stunned.Does he know what the so-called "finding a place" means?We mean looking for a hotel. Gloni took that pretending man's arm, but I was completely at a loss.Johnny and I hadn't had a serious conversation yet, he must have thought we were going to another club.I don't want the truth to be discovered so quickly.For the first time, I regretted traveling with Gloni.Going to a hotel as soon as we met, this kind of behavior didn't suit Johnny at all. "Is it really all right?" I asked Johnny nervously.He smiled and put the coat on for me. "What's wrong? I like you guys." He doesn't know anything.I sighed, and felt that everything didn't matter.After stepping out of the club, I looked at the backs of Gloni and the man in front of me, feeling very ashamed.Go to bed with you anytime.The man put his arms around her waist.Why can a man and a woman be matched so easily at night? I watched Johnny's expression sheepishly as they walked through the hotel door.He looked up at the signboard of the hotel with a little embarrassment, but followed them calmly to the counter, leaving me a few steps behind and trotting to catch up with them. Johnny looked back at me, and he winked at me with a suppressed smile.This man seems to be used to this kind of scene.If that's the case, aren't you kidding me?I bit my lip. "You seem to be used to this kind of occasion!" I said desperately. "Never mind." "Let me make it clear first, we are not for sale!" I am embarrassed to add a sentence. "I know." "Is it really all right?" He grinned for the first time. "This sentence is usually asked by men, right?" This man is actually more worldly than he looks.The look in his eyes at the club may have been deliberate.Besides, you can see his composure, he doesn't look like someone who is about to have sex with a strange woman at all; he looks like he is about to go to bed to play poker. "very nice." Hearing his whisper, I looked up at him, what a strong man, really like a tree. "What did you say?" My question made him look embarrassed. "It's my luck to be able to develop to this point with you without any effort." I stared blankly at him.He lowered his eyelids as if unwilling to meet my eyes. "I'm not good at expressing my intention to sleep with a woman." After finishing speaking, he stared into my eyes, and at this moment, his eyes were frankly full of desire for me. "Do you want me?" Johnny responded with a kiss instead.He had to bend down so that I could see his face up close.His eyelashes are extremely long, although I closed my eyes reflexively; but those two beautiful curves passed my eyelids smoothly, so soft that I almost didn't feel it. "Ah! They actually made out while we were registering!" Gloria's loud voice separated us.Johnny was overjoyed, so I regained my enthusiasm and wiped off the lipstick on his lips. I don't know anything about Johnny other than having concrete memories of his physical body.I want to know things other than that, like his history, his family, and especially how he feels about me. This was originally a one-night relationship. I tried to let Johnny understand this. The sincere look beats me. I would never invite him to my apartment.The masculine breath on his bed was too rude to him.I don't care about my fiancé, but I feel this way about Johnny.He never talked about himself, but sometimes expressed his love for me silently.At that time, he suppressed everything in the past and expressed it vividly with his eyes.When I received those eyes that seemed to be chattering, I often didn't know what to do, so I had to turn my head away.He doesn't force me to take more, he knows I have a fiancé, and when I tell him this, he nods with complete disinterest.Please don't say you love me very much.I told him half-jokingly, and he smiled and agreed to reassure me.A relationship that starts with a game naturally has a corresponding way of expressing love as a by-product. However, he knows a woman's flesh very well.This is also one of the important reasons why things that should have ended once in the spring breeze continued twice or three times.And; he is a very interesting man, unlike other men who bore me or say things that shouldn't be said to irritate me.He was as comforting as cold water on hot skin.Except for occasionally wanting to talk and staring at me. Gloni was surprised when she learned that Johnny and I had had many more trysts since that night.I asked her about the man nicknamed "Bing", but she said lightly that she even forgot his real name.I remember his name was Mike and she just said a little "oh" and started talking about the new man.In this way, many additional memories have been added to my head.When I was about to meet Johnny and get married, I suddenly remembered the names of those boys in the past. I tried to read them in order, but I smiled for no reason, yes, I even forgot her!She really only enjoys momentary pleasure.I've often realized that the real pleasure I've had to wait until I'm married to my fiancé far east, so I haven't fully enjoyed the passing sex with other men. Then came Johnny.When I think of meeting him soon, my heart beats and I can't help humming. When I met, he always chose the big hotels rather than the cheap motels for rest, so more than half of his salary was spent on them.He always wears an old cotton shirt and jeans.Every time I went to the hotel he designated, he would stand in the parking lot with his hands in his pockets, as if he had seen him for the first time, with a deadpan expression on his face; but when he saw my car, he would bite down. Lips, restraining his joy.His car was so worn out and old that he never offered to drive me, probably out of embarrassment. That day, we entered the room as usual and undressed before showering.When I was about to take off my stockings, I was embarrassed when I met his eyes as if he was about to speak. "Please." He lowered his eyes. That's the look on my face. "I don't want to do anything today." I looked at Johnny in surprise.I sat on the sofa, uncapped the wine bottle myself, and started pouring wine.He raised his glass and closed one eye to see, unable to guess what he meant. When drunk, he sat on the floor with his head on my lap.I touched his face, it was hot.He hesitated to speak and murmured. "I...I play basketball." He spoke his first words.He who seldom drank alcohol usually started to talk drunk. After the first sentence, he suddenly relaxed and talked about basketball endlessly.While working, he went to college and joined the basketball team at the same time.His back number is 24.He has a dream that the team wins the championship, that he can get the net that he cut down as a memorial, and then return to Detroit, where his family lives. I seem to be listening to the confession of love, and my heart is heavy.I had to tell myself that this was just about sports. His long arms and legs were curled up, making him look very small, and before I knew it, I started stroking his short, curly hair. NO! NO! NO!I cried in my heart.I don't want to hear those words, Johnny.I don't want to know anything about you. However, my hands don't obey the command.My body began to express concern for him. "I want to go back. Go back there, home." Home?Really like a toddler.I know if this continues, what should I do? When Johnny opened his tearful eyes and looked at me, I was at a loss. In order to avoid seeing him, I frowned and closed my eyes reluctantly. "Tina, I broke the agreement, I love you! I love you!" Johnny choked up. I pushed Johnny away and ran out of the room.My hands were shaking as I reached for the keys in my purse.The key fell on the floor, and I bent down to pick it up, only to find that my skirt was stained with her tears.Maybe it's my own tears.When I ran out of the room, I couldn't help crying. Summer vacation is here and my fiancé is back.Both parents started planning for us to get married sooner.I remained silent and at their mercy.My fiancé, Wayne, attributed my malaise to my delay in getting married, and he looked through the calendar for dates. Since that day, I have received several calls from Johnny, and hearing that familiar low voice, I unbearably took off the receiver.In this mood, I envy Gu Ni from the bottom of my heart. Gloni, who hadn't been in touch with me since Wayne came home, suddenly called.Those were the brooding, sweltering summer nights when you'd love to put ice cubes in the tub. I was careful not to wake up Wayne, who went to bed early, and picked up the phone. "Groni, what are you talking about? I can't go." "No, that tall guy of yours came to me drunk. Yes, it was the place where we met on the first day, that club. And he kept calling your name. There is really nothing you can do about him. Does the kid Can't drink? He was clamoring for me to call you. Can you come out for a while? He said he just wanted to meet again." I look back at the snoring man on the bed.Shouldn't it be a matter of course to say "no"?Can't be too nice to him.I found myself holding the receiver with sweaty palms. "Please. It's none of my business, but I really can't see it. Just meet up, okay?" "……I go." I don't understand why I agreed.My hands betrayed my hesitation, quickly found the skirt, buttoned the shirt correctly, and was ready to go out.A man snores from behind.However, none of that stopped anything. In order to meet Johnny, I drove the car very fast. Unlike the past speeding to the tryst, my heart was firmly ready to accept his love. Johnny was sprawled across the counter, his long arms taking up most of the counter.I suppressed the surging thoughts and reached out to touch his neck. "Great, it's finally here." Gloria's voice made him look up.He stared at me blankly, his eyes level with mine.He seemed to want to speak, but didn't know how. "Say it!" I stroked his cheek. "Just say it! It doesn't matter." He tried desperately to make a sound, but he didn't know what to say?Just sat there and pulled me over.Hold tight.His knees were bent uncomfortably, touching my pelvis. "Ah, God..." He just muttered this.I pityingly comforted his lowered eyelashes, which were wet.I kiss them as if trying to suck them dry. "Do you remember? When we first met, you said it was easy." He nodded and stood up, then smiled back at Gloni. "Thank you, I really appreciate you." "One small thing. When Tina came, you seemed sober." "Actually, I don't like drinking." For the first time he winks friendly at Gloni, and she shrugs. "You're going to be arrested right away if you drive like that." "Don't worry, it will take two hours to drive." "Huh? What are you going to do these two hours?" We both waved to her and walked out of the club smiling.When we got to the parking lot, he couldn't wait to get me into his car. "Shall I drive?" "no." He kissed me, he couldn't wait.He stroked me, took my hand, made sure I was there.I can't help but laugh.After we undressed, we got into the backseat and started having sex.During that time, he kept whispering his love for me, lighting my flesh on fire.What we understand is not only the other party's body.It was the first time I saw him so chattering and excited, and I didn't care about his slender limbs, and was uncomfortably shackled in the narrow car. "Do you still want to go back? Go back to your hometown." He smiled sheepishly. "I want to, I want to take you back." "Take me, too?" As I said that, I buried my face in Johnny's chest, and couldn't help but want to cry.He rubbed my back very calmly.I fell into a very peaceful atmosphere.The tranquility finally turned into physical comfort, spreading throughout the entire back.It was my turn to be speechless.I only heard his soft voice and then I was in a good mood. Later, in order to express my comfortable feeling, I called his name softly, non-stop, and lingeringly. At the crack of dawn, we finally parted and started getting dressed.He couldn't zip up his pants in Di Xiao's car, so he stepped out of the car.I raised my tired body and straightened my messy hair.Suddenly, there was the sound of metal falling to the ground, and I opened the window. Johnny tried to put on his pants, but they slid unrulyly at his feet.The so-called metal is the change he put in his trouser pocket cutely.Masses of copper were strewn around his feet, several of which had rolled to the corner of the parking lot. When he caught my gaze, he hilariously covered his crotch with his hands.I held back my voice and kept laughing. After the tearful smile stopped, I got out of Johnny's car. He opened the driver's window and put my head on it. We stared at each other and exchanged countless kisses.When he looked at me, his eyes took on the usual silent and distressed expression, and I realized at once that he was trying to show that he loved me. "Almost forgot, give Gloni a mark of thanks." He made a loud noise and blew a kiss.I nod.He starts the engine; he looks at me.We have been able to confirm each other's love without resorting to words. "Johnny." A nameless unease came over me, and I called to him, but the car had already started.I stood still, and when I came back to my senses, I found a coin by my feet. Three days later, I learned that Johnny died in a traffic accident as soon as he and I broke up.The friend responsible for informing the news angrily explained that his death was due to drunk driving.I was very surprised and asked him why he knew my phone number. "There's no one of his friends who doesn't know about you. He's a talkative guy. It's easy to find out your number." After hanging up the phone for a while, I was unbelievably calm.Talkative guy...I think of Johnny's talking eyes. "What happened?" My fiancé looked at my pale face suspiciously.I hugged him weakly and started crying loudly. "Dead...was a friend...very talkative nice guy..." He hugged me tenderly, stroking my back gently.However, it was by no means the kind of action Johnny would please me with. Ever since that day, whenever I'm alone, I hold onto Johnny's penny and think about him.The sound of a large number of copper coins being scattered; that sound seemed to represent his longing for me that had been silently hidden in his heart.However, I knew nothing about him except that his name was Johnny Darkwin and he played basketball.