Mr cantaloupe who likes green tea.

All along, Mr. Hami melon has been adhering to a belief that it may be useless to be a person with a bottom line, but at least there is no harm.

It is because of this belief that Mr. Hami melon has a good interpersonal relationship and is a guest at many parties. Especially Mr. Mysterious Fruit, a young rich man, will definitely invite Mr. Hami melon to any large-scale party.

Mr cantaloupe is a famous photographer. Every time he attends Mr. Mysterious Fruit's party, he will present a photographic work as a gift to Mr. Mysterious Fruit.

In most cases, the content of the photo is nothing more than the handsome figure of Mr. Mystery Fruit, or the luxurious panoramic display of the party scene, with one exception, the content of the photo is a beautiful and refined woman.

Her name is Miss Vodka.

02

Mr. Hami melon has been thinking, if you don't meet Miss Vodka, will fate be another picture? But history cannot be assumed, and there is no if in the real world.

After that experience was turned out, Mr. Hami melon always remembered the scene of that day from time to time in his later midnight dream, and remembered her meaningful smile when he first met Miss Vodka.

03

Mr. mysterious fruit's party has always been known for its luxury. Men and women are like moths to a flame, shuttling between laughter, champagne and wine.

Mr. Hami melon took his Hasselblad camera and walked into this magnificent villa according to the address on the invitation.

Mr. Hami melon, who has outstanding aesthetic ability, feels that everything in front of him is perfect and very textured. The combination of natural beauty and artificial architecture is very clever, just like a work of art.

There are all kinds of meals on the buffet table, full of foie gras, truffles, caviar, and golden roast mutton that Mr. Hami melon likes to eat but is hard to eat on weekdays.

Besides delicious food, exquisite music also intoxicated him. On the platform of the party, there were black people playing jazz live, and the lead singer seemed to have seen it at a large party.

When Mr. Mysterious Fruit saw Mr. Hami melon coming, he exchanged a few friendly greetings and went to socialize with other celebrities.

Mr. Hami melon wandered around the party alone, ate some foie gras, drank some cocktails and patted Mr. Mystery Fruit, so he planned to hang out together tonight.

"Are you Mr. Hami melon, the photographer?"

Just as Mr. Hami melon was feasting, such a clear voice suddenly sounded in his ear.

Looking back, he found a beautiful and free from vulgarity woman, different from other women attending the dinner party. She only wore a very ordinary white shirt and jeans, with no traces of makeup on her face, and her hair was clear and dry, like a sweet girl next door.

"yes." Mr cantaloupe is a little confused.

"Can you take a picture for me?" She smiled wisely.

"Yes, no problem." When they looked at each other, the fireworks had just been set off, and the bright fireworks filled their pupils, as if there was a fire flowing between their eyes.

Miss Vodka smiled meaningfully, with a sweet fragrance like manna in her smile.

04

Miss Vodka claimed to have run an exhibition company in Shanghai, but for various reasons, she failed to survive. So after closing the company, she decided to return to the city where the university was located and set sail again.

She studied in Jiangcheng University, so did Mr. Hami melon.

"So we are alumni!" Mr. Hami melon, who is being filmed, has unspeakable surprises in his eyes.

"Maybe we were passing by, but we didn't know it at the time." Miss Vodka stood by the pool of the villa and swept the bangs hanging from her forehead behind her ears, revealing pearl-white earlobes. "hellens, who often went to the back door of the university at that time, liked the atmosphere there very much."

"hellens? I used to go there when I was in college. "

"Ha ha, I told you, we must have met at that time." Miss Vodka smiled.

Although Mr. Hami melon knows that the probability of this kind of thing happening is extremely low, he still feels that the distance between the two is much closer.

"I just heard someone say that you have a photo exhibition next week?" Miss Vodka, who is modeling for Mr. Hami melon, turned the subject and blinked and asked.

"Yes, in the Provincial Art Museum."

"Do you need an assistant? The kind that doesn't pay. " She said with a smile, her eyes clear and bright. "Anyway, I have nothing to do now. I might as well be your assistant."

Mr. Hami melon scratched his head: "How embarrassing ..."

"What are you embarrassed about? They are all alumni. " There are two clusters of deeply beating flames in her eyes, and their enthusiasm makes Mr. Hami melon unable to refuse.

05

A week later, the photo exhibition was quite successful, thanks to the help of Miss Vodka.

Miss Vodka is a former exhibition operator, and the relevant procedures are very clear. In the face of important customers, she can also introduce Mr. Hami melon appropriately, which saves Mr. Hami melon a lot of trouble.

In order to thank her for her help, Mr. Hami melon invited her to eat at KatsuHouse.

During dinner, Miss Vodka asked Mr. Hami melon how to spend his time in the evening. Mr. Hami melon said that it was basically retouching.

"What about tonight? Are you also going to retouch the picture? " She smiled, smiling like the sunshine in early summer.

There is a special emotion in Mr. Hami melon's eyes, accompanied by the frequency of heartbeat: "What about you, what are you going to do tonight?"

"Oh, I want to get together with my college girlfriends in hellens. Why don't you join us? Relive college time. "

"Well, I haven't been to hellens since graduation ... in fact, I miss it."

"This is a happy decision!" Miss Vodka winked and dragged Mr. Hami melon out.

"Is it necessary to hurry?" Mr cantaloupe is very strange.

"If you go late, there will be no room in hellens ..." Miss Vodka took Mr. Hami melon's hand and walked forward. Mr. Hami melon felt that the warmth of his palm was so real that it dispelled the loneliness and cold in his heart for a long time.

06

Hellens stood by the lake, just like an antique hut in the forest. Through the thick glass, you can see the warm light shining inside.

When Mr. Hami melon and Miss Vodka came in, it was already nine o'clock in the evening, and it was already very lively. There are young students smoking hookahs and drinking draft beers everywhere.

After Miss Vodka sat down, her eyes fell into a lasting memory, and the memory that poured out like a flood mushroomed at this moment, completely engulfing her.

"Do you mind if I smoke a cigarette?" Asked miss vodka.

Mr. Hami melon said he didn't mind, but he didn't like the smell of cigarettes, but Miss Vodka wanted to smoke it in front of him, so he agreed. It's weird.

She lit a lady's cigarette named "Black Devil", and the beautiful smoke ring kept growing and falling off like dander cutin.

She vomited a smoke turn, her eyes blurred, as if she were trudging through memories. Lost in memories, she looks very moving, watery and pathetic.

Mr. Hami melon shook the vodka in his glass, smelled the fragrance of the wine, and stared at Miss Vodka motionless.

At this moment, the noise of music and hellens seems to have stopped and moved away.

There is only boundless silence.

07

Miss Vodka's mobile phone screen flashed, and it was a thoughtful WeChat informing her that she would arrive soon.

"When my girlfriend comes over, if you pay for wine, remember to pay first. This is the gentleman's demeanor. " Miss Vodka put down her cell phone and didn't stop looking at Mr. Hami melon. She seems absent-minded.

Mr cantaloupe nodded and looked around nervously.

"Do you seldom come to the bar?" Miss Vodka saw the clue.

"yes." Mr. cantaloupe's breathing became very heavy. "I like staying at home very much on weekdays."

"That can't do. As a photographer, you should come out and experience life more. " She stood up, barefoot, and her skin seemed to be smooth. "While I'm free recently, I've decided to show you around the bars in Jiangcheng!"

"yes, no problem ... by the way, where are you going?" Mr cantaloupe looks a little anxious.

"What, afraid I'll slip away?" She looks very naughty. "I'll meet my girl friends at the door, so I'll stay here. Don't worry, I won't leave you! "

She walked up to Mr. Hami melon, grabbed the glass from him, gulped it down, and her throat rolled up and down with the flow of the wine. "You drink too slowly, you can't do this in the future ..."

08

That night, Mr. Hami melon tasted the feeling of holding the moon for the first time. Miss Vodka's girlfriends are all beautiful women and the focus of attention, but now they are all around Mr. Hami melon, making him the brightest presence in hellens that night.

Those single men who didn't get the girl looked at him with jealous eyes, which made Mr. Hami melon, who had been playing a supporting role at the party, taste the feeling of being the protagonist for the first time. The pleasure brought by vanity made him reach a climax, so he began to cherish Miss Vodka from the bottom of his heart.

09

Miss Vodka spent the next few weeks with him.

They hang out in bars every day, go to parties and get drunk every night. Mr. Hami melon's savings were consumed crazily, but he didn't care. He enjoys it.

The most impressive time was in Sasaki.

Zozo's lighting is a bit ambiguous, and the music is different from the previous bar. It's a folk song interpreted by a real person. The singer is a fresh-looking female singer with a hint of sadness and warmth in her voice.

Following the rhythm of the music, Miss Vodka took Mr. Hami melon to the booth near Zozo French window. It seems to be light, and their eyes staring at each other are half covered like curtains, as if there is a fleeting ambiguity in this hazy light.

They ordered a lot of cups and played a card game. The rule of the game is that the party with lower points drinks a whole cup of "drunken life".

Miss Vodka is really an old player. Her fingers flapped like butterfly wings, all the cards were scattered and mixed together, and then she began to deal cards in one go.

After she dealt five cards to her opponent, she began to open them one by one and count them. After turning all the cards, she froze and her eyes were full of deep confusion.

Their cards are exactly the same.

"I have never encountered such a thing ... in terms of probability, it is almost impossible!" She began to shuffle the cards again, stroking the cards with her slender white fingertips and regrouping them into a pile in the chaos.

The result is exactly the same.

"It seems that we really have a destiny." Her smile lingered around the corner of her mouth for a while, and then slowly penetrated into her big eyes. "No, no, I want to shoot such an interesting scene!" "

She took the whole deck of cards with her mobile phone and sent it to a circle of friends. She wrote two words succinctly: "Fate."

Mr. Hami melon immediately praised it.

"Since there is such a fate, I decided to cook a meal for you myself, and remember to come to my house tomorrow night." Her eyes sparkled as if the stars in the night sky were falling into her eyes, and the beauty was breathtaking.

"Can you still cook?" Mr. Hami melon opened his eyes wide.

Her thin silk fingers touched his lips: "What? Don't my hands look like cooking hands? "

Mr cantaloupe felt her hands as soft as falling snow brushing her hairline.

"It's really not like ..." He murmured.

10

The next evening, Mr. Hami melon walked into Miss Vodka's community with two bottles of vodka.

After ringing the doorbell, Miss Vodka poked her head out with a different kind of joy in her eyes.

"Gee, actually bought my favorite wine! Great! " The lady who took the vodka after drinking bowed her eyebrows and said, "Come, go shopping with me first."

"Buy food?"

"Yes, how to cook without buying food?" Miss Vodka quickly put on her shoes and dragged Mr. Hami melon out.

When they come to the market, they are like a newly married couple, choosing the ingredients they need at night. Sometimes Miss Vodka will be teased by the store, saying that it is rare to see your boyfriend show up to buy food with you.

When Mr. Hami melon heard this, his cheeks turned slightly red.

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The two returned to Miss Vodka's house with fresh ingredients.

In the interval between Miss Vodka's cooking, Mr. Hami melon began to observe her residence. It was found that her house was actually a large apartment with three bedrooms, two halls and two bathrooms. Is this too extravagant for a girl who has just returned from Shanghai and has no job? Moreover, the whole decoration is not girlish at all, and the cool decoration style is more like the living environment of a business elite.

"What are you looking for everywhere?" Miss Vodka suddenly asked in the kitchen.

"Nothing, just looking around." Mr cantaloupe returned to the kitchen and saw Miss Vodka washing vegetables with cold water. "Isn't it cold to wash your hands with cold water?"

"I am used to it." Her voice is very transparent and has a glass-cold texture. "And washing vegetables with hot water will lose the nutrition of vegetables."

Mr. Hami melon stared at her red hand soaked in cold water and suddenly felt distressed.

"Oh, I forgot one thing." She suddenly looked back, "can you go to the supermarket in the community to buy a big bottle of green tea? Vodka should be mixed with that, otherwise it will be too strong. "

"Very good." Mr. Hami melon, who was worried about doing nothing, immediately took his life away.

12

Mr. Hami melon, who bought a big barrel of green tea, walked back leisurely and found many high-end cars parked in the community along the way. At first glance, this is the place where the dignitaries in the city live.

"The rent here must be very expensive ..." The more he thought about it, the more suspicious he felt. He always thinks it's far-fetched to live here according to Miss Vodka's current financial situation.

By the time he slowly walked back to Miss Vodka's house, the sun had completely set and the surrounding area began to be gradually shrouded in cold and darkness.

After entering the room, the dining table is full of rich dishes, and the bright chandelier above the dining table makes the food very textured and mouth-watering.

"Why did it take so long to go to the supermarket?" Miss Vodka packed the dishes and chopsticks, dragged the seat out and motioned for him to sit down. "Eat quickly, or it will get cold."

"I wandered around the community on the way back and was delayed ..." Mr. Hami melon opened vodka and green tea, mixed them in proportion and poured them into the decanter.

Just then, the overhead chandelier suddenly went out.

The chandelier on the dining table is the only light source at home. After being extinguished, the whole house fell into darkness and opacity.

"Is there a power outage?" Mr cantaloupe asked doubtfully.

A warm flame suddenly lit up in the darkness, which originated from the candlestick in Miss Vodka's hand.

This is a colorful star candlestick in Morocco. The fire inside is like a lighthouse on the coastline, attracting Mr. Hami melon, making him controlled by a physical impulse that he can't even interpret, and approaching the light.

"I set the timer switch for the chandelier, so it went out." Miss Vodka gently put the candlestick on the table. "Don't you think it's more atmospheric to eat like this?"

The night is like a huge net, infecting every inch of space, but this small candlestick gives off a warm light, which makes Mr. Hami melon feel an unprecedented romantic style.

Once upon a time, Mr. Hami melon thought he was quiet inside, but I just didn't pull the breeze. Plus the wind, it's just ripples in circles.

13

They drank vodka mixed with green tea, listened to the waltz of Beats Pill+, talked about photography, and happily talked about "cleaning up" food.

"am I a good craftsman?" Miss vodka, blink.

"It's delicious." Mr cantaloupe nodded and said, "I'm full."

"It's time to get active." Miss Vodka pulled Mr. Hami melon up. "Can you waltz?"

"Oh, no ..." Mr. Hami melon was at a loss.

Miss Vodka hugged him and made him feel surrounded by a warm current.

"Nothing, I'll teach you." She took him by the hand and walked in the spacious living room with the rhythm of the waltz.

Mr. Hami melon thinks she is like a gust of wind, and he is just a fallen leaf that rotates with the wind.

At the end of the song, they hugged each other tightly, and the hot breath flowed between them, like hot magma.

She hugged Mr. Hami melon and rubbed his shoulder gently with her head.

"Don't you think you should kiss me on such a beautiful night?" Miss Vodka has a sweet voice.

Mr. Hami melon's soul has lost his mind at this moment, and he is deeply caught in an emotional whirlpool that cannot escape. Trembling, he took Miss Vodka's cheek and kissed her deeply.

The empty night seems to be gradually filled with this kiss.

14

Suddenly, the wonderful music came to an abrupt end and became a noisy bell.

When Miss Vodka heard the bell, her look changed greatly, and the tip of her tongue entangled with Mr. Hami melon quickly broke free: "Excuse me, I have to take this call."

She picked up the phone, motioned for Mr. Hami melon to keep silent, and then connected the phone.

Mr. cantaloupe, who had doubts, approached Miss Vodka and listened. A familiar male voice came from the mobile phone, which seemed to be Mr. Mystery Fruit. Suddenly, his eyes began to become dark, deep and cold, like the lake in a winter night.

Miss Vodka began with a "dear", said something intimately, and then ended with a "Momoda" and hung up the phone.

At this time, Mr. Hami melon has turned on all the lights in the room to make the ambiguous shadow disappear.

Staring at the light in the dark, Miss Vodka asked in surprise, "What's the matter? Are you afraid of the dark? "

"If I heard you right, the person who called you just now is an acquaintance of ours ..." Mr. Hami melon asked solemnly.

Miss Vodka's eyes are like flowers with withered fragrance, and she admits that it was Mr. Mystery Fruit who called just now.

Mr. Hami melon had difficulty breathing, and the whole person could not move as if frozen: "What is your relationship?"

"I am his lover." Miss Vodka is very frank.

"You know he has a wife, right?"

"I know."

"Then how can you do this! Aren't you a green tea bitch? "

"What do you know?" Miss Vodka seems to be angered by the word "green tea bitch" and her voice suddenly rises. "My company in Shanghai is poorly managed and owes a loan company a debt. I can't pay back the money. They threaten me every day, making me even suicidal. If he hadn't helped me, I would have died! "

"Oh, my God! So you choose to repay him like this? " Mr. Hami melon's restless heart is getting crazier and crazier in anxiety and confusion.

"What excites you? You are not my boyfriend! " Miss Vodka's cold eyes instantly froze Mr. Hami melon.

Mr. Hami melon suddenly flashed a trace of sadness in his heart, and his eyes were a little moist, so he could not help but close them.

"Listen, we are just two lonely people together to keep warm! Do you think we are in love? We don't need to be responsible for each other, and we don't need to ask each other for moral benchmarks. " Miss Vodka lit a "black devil" for herself, and the smoke spread in the air like toxic ink.

Mr. Hami melon suddenly felt a little depressed. He wanted to go home.

"Sorry, I'm a little tired. I'll go back first ... "Gloomily, Mr Hami melon put on his coat.

"If you leave now, we will never meet again." Miss Vodka suddenly squatted on the ground, buried her head in her arms, her shoulders slightly shrugged, and she was too stubborn to make a sound.

At this time, Mr. Hami melon hesitated for a moment, and finally decided to push the door out and stifle the bud of love in the cold door behind him.

The night outside is darker, like a heavy curtain covered with dust.

15

In the following years, Mr. Hami melon never saw Miss Vodka again, nor did he attend Mr. Mystery Fruit's party again. He changed his daily life and lived a simple life. Although Miss Vodka didn't hack him, the status of the circle of friends with the word "fate" was completely deleted.

When they first met, Mr cantaloupe developed the photos. Miss Vodka in the photo is so beautiful and elegant that she doesn't look like a mistress at all.

In fact, Mr. Hami melon understands that it is ok for him to indulge himself and not leave that room that night. But people should have a bottom line and be loyal to their own bottom line.

In any case, Miss Vodka is the woman of Mr. Mysterious Fruit, and as a friend of Mr. Mysterious Fruit, he is absolutely not allowed to sleep with her, even if it is only to warm each other when he is lonely.

It is enough for him to know that he loves her. Even if this love has not yet begun, it will end hastily.

After all, some moments in this world exist from the beginning to be remembered, and some smiles bloom from the beginning just to be remembered. The past will always pass, and the page will always turn over, just like a nightclub that is too thick to melt is dispersed by the sun.

Huang: Master of Hubei University, member of Hubei Writers Association. Published works: blank pages, ink paintings, silver crosses, always looking around, always full of tears.

Mr. mango who was bitten.

Next: Mr. Blueberry who doesn't know how to refuse.

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