Chapter 8 Chapter 1 Sad Coffee Shop (1)

Opening the glass door of the "Sad Coffee Shop", Marty immediately regretted it.First of all, the coffee shop is full of deafening music, facing a bar displaying all kinds of wine bottles, it looks like a noisy rock music bar; what makes Marty uncomfortable is the lingering smoke in the room, near the door There were three girls no older than sixteen sitting at a table, and one of them provocatively blew a long puff of smoke at Marty, the smoke flowed into the crack of the door Marty opened, and drifted out with the wind.Mattila instinctively wanted to turn around and leave, but thinking of the policeman staring at her behind her, Mattila walked into the sad coffee shop through the door.

The young policeman was still watching from across the street.It was already dark.He watched Marty disappear into the blue light curtain of the sad coffee shop, and the visual impression was that a wave of blue water came, swept away and engulfed a tiny grain of foam on the shore. Marty stood with her back to the door, and no one noticed or greeted her.The girl who blew smoke at her had lost interest in her, holding the cigarette with both hands charmingly, and gently swaying her body with her companions to the music. The store is not small, and the visible space is about ten square meters, but it is an old-fashioned long and narrow storefront, so the whole layout is like a deep and dark pocket.The light is dim, except for the innermost bar, there are ten tables in total. Marty saw three girls sitting at the table near the door. There were also two people sitting on it. To be precise, they were two figures in the smoke.The rest was empty, including the bar.

Something furry brushed Marty's little foot.She let out a soft cry, and looked down to see a tabby cat, gliding between her legs like a water snake, before leaving, it seduced her with its tail lingering.Marty walked in. She wanted to find the deepest and darkest corner to sit in. In fact, the deepest and darkest corner was the cashew-shaped table by the bar.As Marty got closer, he realized that there were more than two people sitting there.In addition to the original two figures, there was also a woman lying on the table. Her long, curly hair was permed like a waterfall and flowed down her entire back, so Marty mistook it for a pile of black clothes.Marty sat down at a small round table next to them.

As soon as he sat down, one of the people at the cashew-shaped table stood up and came to greet Marty.Seeing this man's face, Marty's originally desolate state of mind was slightly shaken.This man was slender, but not tall, his skin was darker than average, and his short, neatly shaved hair just highlighted his well-shaped forehead.His face can be said to be surprisingly elegant, decorated with a hearty smile.His voice was a little childish.He's still about fifteen or sixteen years old, right?Marty thought.She ordered a Mandheling coffee. The boy went to the bar to make coffee, and Marty looked around.Although there was no one on the small dance floor, the flowing blurred lights sprinkled on the wooden floor, creating a strange and charming atmosphere.The tabby now hopped onto the potting stand against the wall, licking its chest intently.Not far from its head hangs a black birdcage, in which a small emerald green bird is kept.What caught Marty's eyes was that there was a Chinese knot hanging under the birdcage, and the bamboo embedded in the knot had a row of red calligraphy characters: "Love and Sweetness".

The woman at the cashew-shaped table hadn't moved, but Marty knew she was awake because one of her hands was tapping on the table to the music.There was still a cigarette between her fingers, the smoke curled up and spread, and the ash fell on the table in a long row, and the man beside her with his back to Marty turned a blind eye.The man picked up the dishes on the table and ate, and the smell of roast chicken reached Marty, and she felt hungry.The noisy music ended with a burst of frenzied drumming, followed by a softer rock song, a chorus of whispering male voices, coupled with a long guitar interlude, it sounds very decadent and unrestrained.

"Hey, coffee." The boy brought the coffee.He put the tulip-shaped cup in front of Marty, bent down and got half a foot away from Marty's face, just enough for Marty to see his beautiful eyebrows clearly. "It's cool, isn't this music?" The corner of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a cute smile with a slightly evil temperament that Marty thought was only unique to innocent teenagers. "Cool. I haven't heard of it though." "Tell you this is Another Brick in the Wall by Pink Floyd. It's a great song. You should buy it." "um. Thank you."

"No thanks, you call me Xiaoye." After Xiaoye finished speaking, she returned to the cashew-shaped table in a brisk, half-dancing gesture.Marty took a sip of the coffee, it was very good, much more fragrant than she expected, and the fatigue all over her body was relieved a lot.She took a deep breath, and there was a heavy smell of smoke in the air, most likely from the cigarette in the hands of the lying woman at the next table.For the smell of smoke, Marty is much more used to it than when he first entered the door.Perhaps it was the gloomy atmosphere intertwined by the blurred lights and the avant-garde rock, which lightened her sentimentality; perhaps, it was the thick smoke in the room that gave her a place to hide her heavy heart. In short, she felt much more comfortable.Marty sank deep into the couch, letting go of all his weight, and began to feel physical relief.

The cigarette in the lying woman's hand burned to the end, leaving a complete row of white ash on the table.The woman threw down the cigarette butt with a thud, reached out her hand to take out a cigarette from her waist, and waved it at the man beside her. .The woman held the cigarette between her slender fingers, and continued to gently tap on the table to the music.Xiaoye sat next to her, swinging boredly to the music. Pink Floyd's Another Brick in the Wall has been sung, and now it's replaced with real lyrical rock.Marty looked around with mild curiosity.She believed that this was originally a store prepared to be used as a bar, with a simple and almost rough decoration, which had nothing to do with the name of the store.The ceiling is directly made of barbed wire, and there are interlaced construction pipelines in the net, while the walls are rough and mottled cement, with red bricks deliberately exposed in many places.Stacked hollow bricks can be seen everywhere as space partitions. There are a large number of potted plants on the hollow bricks. The greenery of the plants makes up for the rough feeling of the decoration.The only place that has been deliberately designed should be that the beams and columns on both sides of the middle section of the store are densely covered with countless photos, overlapping and pasted to the ceiling, most of them are ordinary photos of people, which look like souvenirs posted by customers things.Interestingly, most of the people in the film are young women.

"what--" The exaggerated wailing interrupted Marty's thinking, and the prostrate woman sat up straight. "My mother, is Hai'an coming or not?" The woman stretched, and brushed her long hair behind her back. There was a red mark on the woman's left cheek.Although she is sitting, looking at her slender arms and neck, it can be seen that this is a very tall woman.Her face also showed the unique ampleness of a tall person. The delicate features fell evenly on the slender face, and every relative angle was just right enough to make people feel thrilling.Thin lips, if the resolute lines at the corners of the mouth do not catch the eye, it is likely that the chin is too long; the thin and long eyes have two delicate eye waves when they are lowered, and they are slightly folded in when they are opened. , strengthened the look at the end of the eyes, and the eyes seemed to be too open. Fortunately, there were long and straight eyebrows, which matched the distance between the eyes.Marty thought, this is not a very beautiful woman, but she has a typical face that is easy to put on makeup. The pattern is natural, and as long as a little makeup is used, it will be an unforgettable beauty.It's just that this woman doesn't seem to understand the advantage of having a well-proportioned face. She just put on some lipstick carefully, and the result is her natural paleness.

"I can't stand it!" The woman rubbed her reddened cheeks and waved the soot on her hand. "Wait a little longer, he said that he must come back today." Xiaoye said kindly. "Yes. I'm starving to death, let's get something to eat." The woman began to rub her shoulders. Xiaoye jumped off her seat and turned to the back of the store where she was missing.At this time, the door of the store slammed and a woman came in. The woman briefly glanced at the scene in the store, and hurried over to the innermost table.The woman who was rubbing her shoulders waved to her, and the man who had never said anything turned around to greet the new woman.Marty saw the square face of the man.