High-quality men and young girls in an affair bar have sex on their own initiative.

High-quality men and young girls in an affair bar have sex on their own initiative.

Text: Zen Xiaoyan,

In this Korean-style slow bar, I saw his burning eyes, which were a bit like novels, shining with aggressive light, a little Leng Yan, a little residual temperature, unpredictable and revealing one share of fantasy. Standing on the stage, the lights flickered and danced, hitting his face and singing Jane Zhang's After I Left: every night, the dream would be repeated, and we had already walked so hard. You thanked me for my contribution, thanked me for quitting, and said she needed to take care of me more. I identified the man on the stage carefully. If I hadn't seen his slender neck and rolling Adam's apple, I really suspected that the boy who sang so perfectly in falsetto on the stage was a woman.

I just glanced at it secretly, and the general outline was so clearly printed in the depths of my mind that I couldn't get rid of it. I guess there should be so many people in this world, even if they pass by, they are doomed to drown and appear in their dreams. Since then, this bar named "Nest of Snow Mountain" has become my gathering place after work.

At work, Lao Wang has always treated me recently, seeing that I am not pleasing to the eye and saying that I am wrong is wrong. After work at 8: 30 in the evening, he came over and said, work overtime. I'm too sleepy to lift my eyelids. I want to have a good rest. I can't be firm, don't hesitate and then walk away from me. A cup of freshly brewed tea, steaming, was directly poured on the ground by me to vent my anger.

At 11: 30 in the evening, when I walked down the stairs, I saw someone in the company sticking a cartoon head of Lao Wang in the elevator. That is the body of an old turtle with the head of Lao Wang. I want to laugh at it. In fact, it is not easy to be a leader.

It's still Jane Zhang's song to drive directly to the bar, only this time, the first song of her latest album is "Finally": it's easy for you to remember whose pain, try to imitate your relaxed tone, and my life will go on. I don't know if it is difficult for me to feel inexplicable with his slightly vicissitudes of voice, or if the song itself is quite touching. I am in a quiet corner, and I am in tears.

Or am I thinking too much? From L city to A city, with strange people and strange environment, I will still unconsciously think of everything I was familiar with yesterday. I can't forget it. I can't let it go. The more I want to empty the past, the more I find it, and the more I can't let it go. It's not appendicitis If it is surgically removed, it is not sick. There is no cure. Heartbreaking!

At the end of the song, I just lowered my head and drank a draft beer in one gulp. I know the bar is a particularly suitable place for hooking up. All the men and women who come here seem to be serious. In fact, everyone's heart yearns for Sanskrit from outer space and distant countries, full of happiness, excitement and freshness.

Here, I look up. It's him. This is the first time and the last time. I looked at him seriously. The man in front of me is more beautiful than I thought. I was fascinated. His face is an ink painting, colorful and dizzy, and it is a beautiful world. I accidentally broke into his world.

That's how we met. He said, I like you. Didn't you find that the songs of these nights were specially chosen for you? !

My mind is spinning rapidly, from if this is love to I only have feelings for you, to I have to love, to I can't bear to part with it, and finally tonight, is this really the case? As he said.

Jane Zhang is my idol, so whoever can sing my idol's songs will add a little affection for no reason.

He said, tonight, please let me into your world, ok?

Okay？ I don't know, okay? I nodded in a daze.

I want to ask, what's your name? Where are you from? Why do you sing here every night? Don't you have a job? The most important thing is that you don't have any friends. But these, I can't ask, because in the face of his toast, it is difficult to refuse under the hospitality. Besides, the bar is originally a place with a strong ambiguous atmosphere, and the air is filled with excess passion of leftover men and women. They are not the rest of the body, but there are too many places left in the rich spiritual world, which need to be filled with such bizarre places.

Me too. Everyone who comes to the bar knows that there are rules everywhere you play. If you break the rules, you can only be out.

One glass of wine, two cups, three cups and four cups. When the fifth cup was lifted, his hand slipped from my chest casually and easily. Like water, MengMeng jumped around and throbbed. I smiled and held out my orchid finger: you are so bad.

He also imitated my appearance and replied to the orchid finger: you are really bad.

In other words, I have never seen my fingers so slender, white and shiny, as if covered with a thin layer of snow particles. I couldn't help pinching them and saying to him, that's great.

Then, for no reason, I took the initiative to untie my bra a little. Perhaps, I am really unconscious and only half-hearted, but I can't help it. Facing him, I snorted warmly, but I still have a little desire.

He hugged me, ran out of the bar, reached out and stopped a taxi, got on the bus, and the destination was self-evident.

Lying in his arms, very comfortable, that kind of feeling, is the ocean, beach, white clouds, coconut trees, all romantic and wonderful. Later memories, the intestines ran through a wisp of wind, the wind is exotic, with different customs and scenery.

I don't need to repeat what happened next that night, as long as I know.

Now, I have lost contact. This story, because of my obsession with idols and its wonderful affair, was put into a small box in my heart. It will last for a long time in Mika and will be treasured forever!