Chapter 7 6. favorite

In that instant, Barry's ears were filled with happiness.And what followed was intense shyness.His body, which was hot from happiness, broke out in cold sweat under the effect of shyness.While wiping his forehead, he opened and closed his lips to answer the other party.But no matter how hard he tried, he knew he couldn't answer her question properly with the voice that came out of his lips.He felt hopeless, and then, a strange excitement rose in his heart.Perhaps, being too desperate makes people lively, and that livelyness gave birth to the talent of an actor in his heart. When "she" made that call, it was a hot summer afternoon when she was about to graduate from high school.It was also when Barry uncorked the bottle of beer regretfully because he had done nothing in high school (mostly anything to do with girls). The phone rang in the hot and depressing air. Barry didn't care at first, he I thought it was just from the boyfriends who were chasing after my sister like dogs. Recently, she came home late almost every day, and when she came home, there were always red and black earrings Traces. Barry knew that it was the product of a man's kiss; but he still couldn't believe it, how could it leave traces on the skin.

He tried sucking his own arm, but it was always different from his sister Lisa's neck.His skin is too dark.When his lips left his arm, they left a trail of saliva the same size as his mouth.Feeling ugly, he hastily wiped it off with his thumb, but after a long time, the thumb still had the smell that disgusted him. The phone stopped ringing.Barry was left in silence again.This kind of call means she is not there.He took a melancholy sip of the beer, a bitterness that symbolized his high school life. Just then, the phone rang again.Barry stood up slowly and walked to the living room phone.He wanted to say to the caller, "Hi! The girl you're looking for is with another guy today." Of course, Barry wouldn't say that.He just wants people to know: "I am here"!He wanted to yell like this to remind others to pay attention to himself, as if he had been thinking this way for eighteen years, and he waited silently with a smirk.He was always so inconspicuous, introverted, and ugly.

He picked up the microphone, and surprisingly, the other party said: "Hi, I'm looking for Barry." "I am." After a few seconds, he realized that this was a call to himself, so he answered quickly.But this answer has exhausted his milking strength. "In the pocket of the suit I wore today, I found a note with your name and phone number on it. I guess it was written by you. Sorry, I didn't pay attention to you at all, because I haven't worn this dress for a long time Yes. I'm going to try calling. Well, have we ever met?" "Oh, that's weird, I don't remember either."

He answered while taking a deep breath.That's when he started acting. "A girl with such a nice voice, I shouldn't forget it." "Strange? If you didn't write it, then who would it be?" "It's really strange. But it's lucky that I have the opportunity to talk to a wonderful girl like you. My phone number ran into your pocket by itself. I think it must know that you are very attractive." Barry felt guilty about the words he slipped out, but it would definitely upset the girls.All of a sudden, her voice contained comfort to the boy on the other end of the receiver.

"Hi! What kind of person are you?" "Can't you tell from the sound?" "Are you... sexy?" "Oh; I don't know, but all the girls say that." "Do you often wear a tie?" "I'm always well-dressed." "Hey! Why don't I remember you? That's weird. I should have talked to you because I have your number." "It might have been a memory-disappearing conflict meeting!" "Can we meet sometime?" "Can!" "Are you going to prom?" "I will go." "Then we'll meet then."

"Well, what's your name?" "Do you want to know?" "No, there's no need. I can use this sweet voice to associate with your appearance. Let's ask when we meet, I want to keep this surprise." "Hee hee, then you must say it loudly at the ball, Barry, do you really appreciate my voice so much?" "Yes. What do you think of my voice?" "Same too." She puts down the receiver.Barry let out a heavy breath, his lips closed like a stage curtain.He couldn't even believe what he had just done.Holding the receiver, he called out.

is this real?Her beautiful fingers did indeed turn the dial.And she wants to meet me.what!God!Is this your arrangement? At the same time, he was surprised that he had finished talking with her perfectly.May I have your name?I do not remember.Why lie?Conflict meeting?Always well-dressed?Aha, shit! Barry's mind was in turmoil.She was very happy about the phone call he had held back with expectation. The prediction that there would be no progress made him stand still in the same place, unable to put the receiver back. He knew a lot about her.Since high school, he has been paying attention to her.At dusk, it is in a corner of the gradually darkened school building; the restaurant is behind the juice vending machine.She is always chasing her endless sweet aftertaste, chasing her figure.He couldn't express his feelings, so it made him feel pitiful to have to play this hideous role.

Barry first met the girl at a party the day before New Year's Eve.His school had a big party that night every year, and everyone was free to move around on New Year's Eve.Some people spend time with their long-term lovers, while others go to church with their whole family.The day before New Year's Eve, everyone dresses up for a party in order to toast with their peers to celebrate the end of the year.Those who bring their girlfriends to participate are bathed in the envious eyes of everyone; other lonely people are looking for candidates among a group of girls, pinning their hopes on next year.At that time, everyone's eyes sparkled like jewels, and everyone called this day "quasi New Year's Eve party." Every time after the middle of November, the students in the class would use it as a topic.The atmosphere in the classroom is much more active, and even the teacher is infected, with a tolerant demeanor.Because at that time, they can also reminisce about the girl they first fell in love with or the old friendship that they are about to forget without any scruples.

At that time, Barry was welcoming his first winter since high school. At lunch, he gets really annoyed when he sees the seniors talk about the party: what to wear, which girl to bring, etc.He found them incredible.He still can't appreciate the sacredness and happiness of the so-called "betting fate on a certain day". Barry's classmates were all dazed.After the age of fifteen, most families no longer provide the children with pocket money, but ask the children to share some lighter housework.They earn money from their labor, to use some grown-up slang, and their bones develop rapidly.The only fly in the ointment is the love for girls.

If you can always make friends with a girl at the party, maybe you can spend the lonely and boring New Year with her.They feel that they need to make up for what they lack as adults. Barry leaned against the classroom wall, his hands in his coat pockets, watching their movements.He would never join in such a conversation.His mother and sister were always talking out of his feathery hair, and despite the churn of anger, exclamations, and things to say, they didn't know how to get it out.In the past, he was anxious to find a way to vent, he thought too much, and said little things that were inappropriate, so he aroused the laughter of his friends in vain.Later, he felt troublesome and gave up that futile way of venting.He believes that if you want to pour out the whirlpool of thoughts in your mind, you have to wait for someone to pierce the inflated thought bubble with a needle.

His classmates thought he was a weirdo.Not because of his looks, but because of that silent, cold demeanor.The students felt that he was the kind of person that people didn't like and exuded a certain suspicious atmosphere. Bally is in that vibe.He wondered if he should be at the party or not.If you stay at home, your family will be surprised.His eccentric self-esteem would never let his mother and sister know that he had no friends at school.He is desperate to be fierce to his sister, which is actually a way of self-expression for him.Of course, this caused even more dislike in the family. He wanted to go and see.Not satisfied with the present life.After he tried to find a way to break through his anxiety and failed, he was like a person with a wounded heart, with distress that others could not understand. "Party" was the most unsuitable term on his tongue.Perhaps because of something changed, the glowing noun also had a longing-for magic for him. That day, the gymnasium was packed with well-groomed, show-off young people.Barley's classmates with earrings on one ear, ties tied in high spirits, and girls who were desperately perming their hair straight.Ushers check admission tickets at the door, and they let students in with little hesitation.Barry handed over the admission ticket with a displeased expression, and the receptionist only glanced at him, which made Barry, who only wore a jacket over his normal clothes, feel uncomfortable. After a formal prayer, it was a simple dinner. After everyone threw bread crumbs at each other, the scene of not paying attention to red tape began.Everyone dances to the lousy student band.Although no alcohol was sold on the spot, everyone had drunk alcohol, and everyone would drink after it was over anyway, so no one protested.For them, wine, love, and girls have nothing to do with each other. Amidst the extreme noise, Barry calmly looked around.He felt that he could never enter that circle.As long as anyone is willing to say a word to him, maybe happiness will drown him like a flood that has burst a dam.However, due to his habitual indifference, no one came to greet him. Shouldn't have come, he thought as he sat alone in the chair.At this moment, he noticed that among the flowing crowd, she was wearing a suit and skirt, looking down for a missing earring.He suddenly had an illusion, as if the fine dust from her dress hit the tip of his nose, suffocating him... "Can't you find it? Jenny Lou?" Hearing what the female companion who came over said, she raised her head.Jenny Lou!Barry's eardrums clearly picked up the name. "Well, I've been looking for a long time and can't find it. I just bought it, and it's annoying." He noticed a small glowing object near his feet.He hesitated for a while, but in order to keep the girl, he stepped on it lightly with his foot.He considered, should he return it to her, or hide it quietly? !He didn't understand why he had this thought.What's the use of stealing something like this?He still doesn't know how effective a woman's earrings can be in a man's heart. Jenny Lu squatted there for a while.Barley wasn't much moved by the long, wavy hair brushing his knees.But her eyes and movements were somehow pulling his heart tightly.It was an incredible state of mind.In fact, before that, whenever a girl smelled sweet around him, he would always deliberately turn his face sideways. He didn't appreciate the strong body odor at all. Now, Jenny Lou's panicked gaze caused Barry to have a calm but strange reaction.He said "sorry" to Barry and fell at his feet.Although her figure looks mature, as her name - Jenny Lou shows, she still retains the youthful vigor and liveliness. "I can't find it, forget it." Jenny Lou stood up, and Barry subconsciously swallowed back what he wanted to tell her.He was amazed at the malevolent evil that he had unknowingly produced.She walked away with her companion, and Barry had no chance to speak to her. In this way, Barry met Jenny Lou.He didn't have much feeling for her charming hair, those black eyelashes that seemed to speak and moved up and down.However, something haunted his heart.He didn't know why. After the group of girls left, he carefully looked at the little spoils under his feet.Gold earrings shone on the dirty floor despite the din of the gymnasium.He looked around and picked it up quietly. "Jenny Lou!" he whispered.This is the first time in his life that he remembered the name of a girl other than his relatives. Barley's days of chasing ground with sights began.He had never seen her figure or name before, but once it entered his memory, her shadow was everywhere. She is always surrounded by a group of girlfriends smiling.When he passed them, he looked at her like a sunflower looking up at the sun, forgetting the existence of other girls.Jenny Lou's joyful voice and gestures were all—stored in his memory. In his own room at home, Barry recalled everything about Jenny Lou countless times.She moves, or stands still, like a videotape manipulated by him.He figured it was the best way for him to spend time alone in his room.When he saw her for the first time, his heart was not beating like a boy who fell in love.Because she doesn't care about her reaction, he knows she won't pay attention to him, from the beginning.However, as the days passed by, Jenny Lou's figure remained in his heart drop by drop, sometimes making him distressed. At those times, Barley would always hold on to her earrings.The earring absorbed the sweat from his palm, quickly getting used to the body temperature, although it wasn't used to her ears.He put the earring on his cheek and kissed it. He finally knew that a woman's earring would torture a man so much.His cheeks became moist unconsciously. Barry upgraded.He still doesn't get along well with any of his classmates.But he actively participates in various activities of the school.In this way, he would have more opportunities to meet Jenny Lou, which would enrich his secret spiritual treasure house. Everyone was amazed at Barry who joined the assembly without saying a word.He was always looking around quietly, arms folded, lost in thought.In the eyes of the students who made a fuss over trivial matters, he was simply a thinking philosopher.Actually, Barry was only thinking about Jenny Lou.Since he couldn't confess, he completely ignored those classmates, but his appearance was enough to give them a full sense of mystery. "That guy is just like a grown-up." "I hear he's having sex with women in the street." "He always drank whiskey at the bar." Thus they created the myth of Pali.Over the past year, the suspicious aura emanating from him has become a special atmosphere.It also makes his body and temperament gradually mature. Barry never actually went to bars or anything like that, but he used to enjoy smoking and drinking in his room.At the same time, just recalling Jenny Lu's every move in his heart could no longer satisfy him.The Jenny Lu in his heart, the memory that was cherished in the past, made him feel a kind of restlessness.As a result, his hands naturally began to rub between his legs.It was only then that Barry realized that his longing for women had passed through his heart and descended to that part.A large number of memories about Jenny Lu piled up and fell into his crotch without bounds.The slightest details, such as the blinking of her black pupils, the shiny lanugo under her ears, are enough to make his legs feel hot.During that time, he savored Jenny Lou with all his heart.Mind and body have tasted her appearance and figure.Barry finally discovered that this is called being in love. I don't know when it started, he learned all kinds of things.During the process, sometimes he suddenly saw the face reflected in the glass window, and the expression distorted by distress appeared on his face, which surprised her.Why must the sweet whispers from Pearl Dew's face become so ugly when they pass between the legs?He hated himself who was doing this kind of rubbing behavior by the window, but the joy he had experienced was unforgettable, so he had to close his eyes when he felt pain. He started using the term "baby," a nickname he'd finally found for the girl who made him so turbulent, and slowly oozing his love for her, which he'd finally learned, a term he'd abused in various songs. Words, what kind of girl should be called. Ah, pearl dew, baby.Barry unzipped his trousers.Baby, you just have to be born there.She brushed her hair back at Barry's call and crossed her legs.But she never looked at him.Because in reality, she never paid attention to him.Isn't that too painful?Tears welled up in his eyes. He thinks about that every day.Jenny Lu who passed by him.He can only watch himself.How about trying to give her a sharp look?What would happen if you pulled a hair to draw her attention?He found himself fantasizing and shook his head to himself.How to do it?You can't let this situation continue, and you can't spend your whole life yearning for a woman.He is in a hurry.After thinking about it, he decided to write down his name and phone number on a piece of paper, sneak it into her pocket, and test her reaction. After many failures, he finally wrote a note that looked like a scribble.The longing for Jenny Lou actually made his self-defeating self do this. Barry seemed to have experienced the horror of love.In fact, the longing for a girl made Barry mature very quickly.The reason why he wanted to have some contact with Jenny Lu was also out of masculine instinct. His note was such a hit that he finally got a call from Pearl Lou a few months later. After Barry's actor-perfect phone conversation, he can't help worrying about prom.He considers it the most important day of his life. The first problem is clothing.With prom only two weeks away, what to wear?How should I express my lovesickness for the past two and a half years?If he stayed at home and didn't attend, how could he leave the stain of lying to her! He walked slowly out of the room, into the kitchen, and asked his mother, who was peeling potatoes, how to tie a tie?Mother was so frightened by his question that she even dropped the kitchen knife on the floor.He was ready for a jeer, but his mother, who had been calling him inhuman in the past, seemed very pleased, and she hugged Barry in an excited ecstasy. "What's the matter? Have you finally found a girlfriend?" Barry's mother was so happy that she rested her chin on Barry's body. "I'm going to prom, and I want to wear a suit, so I need a tie." "Oh!" the mother said with tears in her eyes: "You never talk about these things with your mother, I am worried that you will become a problem child. Barry, my baby! This, this ugly child!" Barry could only scratch his head with a wry smile.The wrinkles that had always been clearly carved on his forehead gradually relaxed. Sister Lisa is back.Seeing the scene of her mother and brother, she had an ominous thought and took a few steps back.Mother excitedly explained the reason, Lisa left a few words without moving and went upstairs. "Come to my room later, and I will dress you up like my boyfriend." This time it was Barry's turn to open his mouth wide in fright, unable to speak. It's prom day.Facing the graduation ceremony, everyone looked very excited with longing for the future and saying goodbye to the self-abandonment of their childhood. Barry's appearance in a suit won the nod of approval from the students.That's how Barley must look, they thought, when he was out meeting women or going to bars.In this way, Barry's suit looks very beautiful and decent. He was still silent, still withdrawn, but that suited the gray suit.He felt unaccustomed to suits, and he was extremely restrained, so he couldn't help but often tugged at the pins on the collar, but the way he lifted his chin was becoming the cause of everyone's whispering.What a dashing move, they thought.Barley thought they were laughing at him, so he drank the wine as weak as a clear drink and ignored them completely.In this way, everyone mistakenly believed that Barry only drank such a drink on that day. Barry's goal has been set, of course it is Jenny Lula.He leaned against the bar and looked around, searching for the familiar figure.He exudes a message of not wanting to be in contact with anyone, and rightly so.Today, he came for Pearl Lu, and he showed up on this occasion in order to really get in touch with Jenny Lou. The feeling of something familiar approaching him hit him, he looked at the entrance, ah!Isn't that Jenny Lou?She appeared a little uneasy. She talked and laughed with her friends; her eyes wandered around.Bali knew that the person she was looking for was herself.His heart was beating so loudly, and his blood was boiling all over his body. Say hello to her!Barry ordered his own throat to be late.However, his vocal cords seemed to be bound and his tongue was very stiff.Speak!Even if it's just a word.Saying "Hi, Jenny Lou!" is enough. She walked in front of Barry without seeming to notice him.She didn't even look at him, how could he call her?He felt that his high school life was over in an instant.Her back is exactly the same as Barry's day and night.Ah, he is familiar with every look in her eyes, but he will never know what kind of eyes she will use when looking at him. "Shit!" He couldn't help uttering a curse, cursing himself for being worthless.The moving air stopped.He felt a little bad, and covered his mouth; but it was too late—no!Maybe it was luck that Jenny Lu appeared behind him in time. "Barry?" He remained silent, not daring to look back. "Barry, do you remember my voice? I know it's you, I always knew it was you." Barry turned to look at her.For the first time in his life, he met her eyes.Her gaze pierced straight into his pupils, making him tremble. "how do you know?" "It's not difficult to know about such things. Why do you think I don't know? I guessed it was you as soon as I entered the door." "why?" Jenny Lou shrugged. "Women are very sensitive to the gaze of boys." "You just said that you always knew it was me." "Well, you're always looking at me, and I think you might like me." "So you also know that I'm not always well-dressed?" "I think you're right about that outside of school. I've heard many tales about you." Barry was dizzy.Say sorry to her to calm down; run to the bathroom.He washed his hands and looked in the mirror in a daze.He hadn't looked at his own face for a long time. He showed a crying and laughing expression, and said in a low voice: "Damn it." Barley's face in the mirror had changed into "good-looking" at some point. " face.