Traditional Culture Encyclopedia - Hotel franchise - I spent four hours in front of a famous gay bathroom last night.

I spent four hours in front of a famous gay bathroom last night.

1.

It seems that most first-and second-tier cities have gay bathrooms, and my city has a well-known one in China.

Gay bathroom, as its name implies, is a bathroom specially provided for homosexuals.

Since we must go into the bathroom, we have to take a naked bath. After washing, wrap a towel to reveal tight abdominal muscles or bulging belly and start wandering around, looking for your favorite prey like a hunter.

With the dark and ambiguous lighting protection inside, everyone is not at home. As long as both sides look at it, many people will follow suit.

But the following are basically related to hormones, so the core of this place is here. ?

And the hormones inside have a hazy feeling, and still hide half of her face behind her guitar from us.

That is to say, when you go in, you can basically know what will happen and see inside, but you can't predict the specific image in advance, so it gives people a vision.

2.

I went to this famous bathroom yesterday, but I didn't go in.

The reason is that I don't think my makeup was too delicate yesterday, so I won't go in and make a fool of myself to show my respect for others.

But since I'm here, I can't go straight back empty-handed. Besides, it is also a pleasure for me to watch these people go in and out at the gate.

So, I watched it for four hours at a stretch, from 7 pm to 11 pm.

On this romantic occasion at the gate, it is worth pondering and thinking about observing the instantaneous form of people who come to set foot. I even think it's more fun than men themselves.

3.

Because I arrived after seven o'clock, it was not completely dark at this time, so there were many surrounding residents walking on the main road at the door.

I squatted on the stone steps at the door, playing with my mobile phone and watching the pedestrians coming and going.

A little girl walked past me holding the hand of a middle-aged man. The little girl looked at this beautifully decorated location, accompanied by a rushing pool and a house in a projector. She couldn't help wondering and asked the man next to her, what is this place? Is this a hotel?

The middle-aged man didn't speak, just turned to look at it, probably thinking about the situation inside.

While the middle-aged man was not paying attention, the little girl pushed the man's hand away and walked up the steps with curiosity to find out what had happened.

The man rushed over, took her by the hand and told her to go. Maybe he doesn't know what's in it, but he can guess by adults' intuition that this is definitely not a place for children to play casually.

4.

A man pushed the door open from the inside and came out. The bell on the door jingled.

He looked at me sitting at the door and said to me, Nunu, why don't you go in? There are many people in it now.

I smiled and said, let's go in later. I came to get some air. Then ask, have you come out yet?

He smiled and said, no, I work here.

As soon as I heard the interest, I went forward and sat with him on two vinyl stools on the left side of the gate.

"Do the residents around here know what you are doing here?" I asked eagerly like an old bitch. ?

"Basically, everyone knows that because this store has been open for too long, everyone can't do it."

"I just saw a takeaway at the door as if it were for the guests inside. I don't know if the takeaway brother will be curious about why all the people coming in and out here are men. " I said with a smile.

"A little girl almost ran in from the door just now," I added.

He didn't talk, just smiled and smoked.

"Is your business good here?"

"Yes, there are usually two or three hundred people on weekends or holidays. But I don't like too many people, because there are too many people and we have no business. "

I didn't understand what he said. What do you mean?

"I'm doing a spa in it. If there were too many guests, I wouldn't come to our area and hook up with people everywhere. When there are few guests, some guests will come to us if they feel boring. "

"Will the spa be harassed by guests?"

"That's not too much. Basically, the guests who come here are more or less cautious, otherwise why should others spend money? " ?

I continued to ask, what do you do in this situation?

"I don't know how others deal with it. Anyway, the person I met was my own dish, so I let him take advantage. But if I don't catch a cold at all, I will lie to the guests and say that I am straight. "

I don't quite understand, ask, why?

"Tell a guest that he is straight, he should understand why I resisted his hands and feet, not that I have a problem with my attitude."

"Don't offend the guests." He added. Say that finish put out cigarette butts lazily walked in.

5.

At eight o'clock, it was already dark, and there were obviously many similar people nearby, because I could obviously feel a similar breath coming at me.

All kinds of perfumes are mixed together, and the air is filled with the smell of homosexuality.

Several students-looking boys, wearing bright clothes and powdered faces, passed by me together and opened the door and went in.

More and more people are coming out from all directions and coming this way.

Some people poked around at the door, as if they were shy, and turned around several times before they dared to open the door.

Some people look confident, cocky, full of energy and rush in without hesitation.

Others walked around the door a few times, looked at the mobile phone for a while, and looked at the people who went in. Finally, they hesitated a few times before slowly walking in. Are they afraid? Still nervous?

People with distinct shapes are displayed one after another here, which is more wonderful than watching movies.

An old car suddenly appeared in front of my eyes and stopped in front of my right. ?

I thought it was an old man driving out at night, but a young man, wearing a black sweater, was tall and thin, with delicate facial features and eyes flying around. ?

He locked the car door, rushed to the steps, looked back at me, opened the door and disappeared into my blurred vision.

6.

Did he go out in his grandfather's car?

I asked myself in my mind.

A BMW stopped not far away, and there came a man under 25 years old, whose height was less than 175, but he was very energetic.

I stared at him to get a closer look at his face, but his eyes stared straight ahead and waited for a while, so I could only see a small profile.

There is another person who can be noticed from a distance. Because he twisted as he walked, and the flowers swayed with him.

We looked at each other when we came up to me.

He wears a fedora on his head, and the wrinkles on his face cover his cheeks, but he wears a lot of powder because it obviously shines in the light.

It seems that the age should be 50.

I also carry a small bag with one shoulder, which is only the size of a wallet.

His eyes are erratic, as if he were hooking up with prey everywhere.

The night is getting dark and there are more and more people. It's interesting to compete for beauty.

A man got off the taxi with a box and went in with it.

This is a business trip from other places. Did you come directly before going to the hotel?

A chubby and lovable man, with two strings of big earrings hanging from his ears, came up with a foreigner and smelled strongly of erotic perfume.

Go to the gate and stop, then speak a bunch of English that I don't understand a word. After plop plop finish, two people left again.

As the night deepened, many men rushed in, walked in, sneaked in, or ran in.

7.

I saw some boys on the road. Although the night was heavy and I didn't see it thoroughly, I felt that they were my type.

I tried to get each other's attention by coughing and stamping my feet. The other person turned around and made eye contact, but for only a second, he turned and went in.

Yes, there are more men waiting for them to choose. Who is standing at the gate with me blowing cold air?

A boy was attracted by my cough and stopped to talk to me.

Who knows, when I got closer, I found that it was not my type at all. Sorry, put it mildly. Go in and play.

He said, aren't you going in? Let's go together.

I don't talk.

He can't hold back.

I coughed, which made me think.

It is in this romantic place, is it better to stand by the door or hook up at a distance? ?

My conclusion is further.

Because hooking up is a process of mutual temptation, which requires one response at a time and one response at a time. This process requires both parties to have time to judge whether they agree with each other. ?

And if you stand too close to the door, you won't have enough time to test and judge. You are strangers. You can't stop at the door and make eyes at you.

So, stand a little further, keep your dignity and have enough time to guess each other's thoughts.

8.

At about 10: 30, people began to come out of it. It is estimated that the hunting was successful or the goods were not right. Leave early.

I saw a boy come out with a bag of fruit in his hand.

I think he probably bought something to satisfy his hunger when he came. I suddenly grinned at the thought. Do you have time to eat something else when you get here?

My laughter sounded in the wind again.

The night in March is still a little cold, especially in the late night of 1 1.

I zipped up my clothes and shrank my neck, ready to leave slowly.

Suddenly, the spa brother who met for the first time in the afternoon came out again. He saw me and asked, haven't you gone in yet?

I smiled and said that I had come out.

He said, so soon? ?

"Yes, I will come out when I am finished."

The wind fills my neck from time to time and makes me stomp. I quickened my pace and was ready to go home at once.

Out of the street in front of the bathroom, turn a corner and you will find the main street. The bustling crowd kept flowing, with no intention of stopping.

I wonder if these two streets are expressing human desires or feelings, or loneliness or anger?

There seems to be both, but there seems to be none.

Desire, feelings, loneliness and anger sometimes seem to converge and interweave in one person, and you can't separate them. Sometimes they look completely different and don't interfere with each other. People are really complex, contradictory and profound individuals.

I took the last bus home. The bright incandescent lamp in the subway shines on me, which makes me calm and practical, completely different from the hormonal agitation and fanaticism at the bathroom door just now.

Right and wrong, good and bad, may not find the answer.

The end?