Chapter 73: No one can hold hands

Ah Heng felt hungry when he sat in a hotel room at 30 yuan per night.
Looking around, a big coat, a box, and more than a hundred dollars saved these days, nothing more.
The room is very simple, uh, or rather rudimentary, except for a bed, a lamp, and a shabby TV with peeling patent leather. Of course, what else do you want to ask for a basement hotel for thirty yuan a night?
Putting down the luggage, his stomach has started to gurgle. A Heng sighed. Sure enough, people are iron rice or steel, and food is the real benefit. Think about feelings, take your brain.
She put on her coat, closed the door, and locked it.
On the narrow and dark corridor, a few drunk men were talking in extremely fast southern accents, their words were filthy, and heavy and choking smoke floated in the air.
A Heng raised his collar, buried his head in his coat to avoid these people, and walked quickly past them with his head down.
When passing by them, one of the tall middle-aged men looked at Ah Heng, his eyes were very wrong, and he spoke in broken Mandarin and said, "Little girl, how much is a night?"
Aheng turned his face and walked silently, without speaking.
When I arrived at the front desk, the registered waitress was putting on lipstick in front of the mirror. When she saw her, her eyes with heavy eyeshadows left the mirror and laughed: "Student girl, Morley, if you are short of money, sister I can introduce you some good ones."
Aheng ignored the man's face, greeted him vaguely, opened the glass door and walked out.
Outside, it was still snowing.
A Heng shivered, put his hands in his pockets, put on a jumpsuit, and walked towards the small supermarket not far away against the snow.
After buying two packs of instant noodles in bowls, she remembered something when she walked to the cashier. She turned back and put a bottle of beer in her arms, feeling relieved. She glanced at it, and there was still a piece of butter cake that was about to expire. She felt a bit sour in her heart. After hesitating for a long time, she picked it up.
When leaving the dormitory, although I would scold myself for doing things unsafely, there seemed to be no one else to rely on in this snowy night except myself.
She could not face Du Qing, even Gu Feibai.
After all, it was pitiful and sympathetic.
Gu Feibai's inability to leave her was not because of the painful cutting of the feelings she thought, and the hesitating choice between two people, but the result of the overflow of compassion.
She can make money to pay tuition, support herself, and she can buy good-looking clothes and stand beside him to match him, but she can't stop the fact that a lost woman can no longer be worthy of his social status.
This is just reality.
She once gritted her teeth and told herself that she should never let go, the hard-won happiness.
However, happiness in a kaleidoscope is not called happiness, it is piece by piece of broken glass.
When they returned to the hotel, the group of men had disappeared, leaving behind a piece of cigarette butts. I want to come to H City from other places to find a job and live here temporarily.
A Heng breathed a sigh of relief, took off his hat, and took out the key to open the door, but suddenly his mouth was covered from behind.
A Heng was in a cold sweat for an instant, and a middle-aged man's gasping voice came from his ears: "50 in a night, do you do it?"
Aheng shook his head vigorously.
The man spit out and cursed: "Damn, little bitch, don't toast or drink fine wine. I have been observing you for a long time. Isn't he just a poor student who came out in the middle of the night? Stand up torii!"
A Heng struggled to call someone, but couldn't make any sound. He smashed the man's hand hard, but the man held it tightly.
Seeing her resisting, the man pulled Aheng's hair open the door, and roughly dragged her into the house.
A Heng was stumbled by him, in the dark, his face was sweaty. He fumbled for the beer in the plastic bag, grabbed it, and slammed it against the door. The sound of the broken bottle alarmed the entire hotel.
The man knew that Ah Heng was about to draw people over, and became annoyed, slapped her hard, threw her to the floor, and fled in a panic.
A Heng stood up holding the wooden table in the doorway, turned on the light, his nose was hot, and the sticky red liquid dripped down.
Not far away, there was the sound of footsteps passing by and the swearing swear words: "Big night, what is the noise, you die!"
It was the waitress at the front desk. She saw the broken beer bottles and A Heng's messy clothes and red face. She raised her eyebrows and mocked: "Why, student girl, the price is not agreed?"
A Heng was expressionless, looking at her, nosebleeds slowly flowing from his fingers.
The waitress didn’t care, she lowered her head to clean the beer bottles, her tone frivolous:
You college students pretend to be taller than anyone else. You look down on us, but you can do anything dirty when you get to the back. If you think a prostitute is dirty, tell you, a prostitute. Don’t think you are clean yet."
Without saying a word, Aheng walked to the public restroom opposite and cleaned his nose.
The waitress poked her head, looked at Ah Heng, and smiled: "He is a man with a temper, why don't you throw the bottle on his head?"
Aheng said, "I don't have an ID card, only a temporary residence permit."
The man was taken aback.
Ah Heng continued: "So, I can't enter the Public Security Bureau."
The blood stains on his hands were washed away. A Heng looked at the water, his eyes were a little sore, but he didn't see tears after rubbing them: "Besides, I have no money and can't afford to pay for his medical expenses."
The man looked at her with some curiosity in his eyes, and asked her: "Student girl, how old are you?"
A Heng looked at his watch, remembering what was in his arms, and took out his wet hands from his coat. The cream cake still had body temperature. She held it in her hand for a long time, and she seemed to feel warm. She turned to look at the man and said seriously: "In another half an hour, I will be twenty years old."
She opened the plastic bag cautiously, tore a half, with thick cream, smiled and handed it to the woman opposite: "Here you are. My birthday cake, do you want to eat it?"
The man was awkward, took the cake, his face was a little red, and he seemed unaccustomed to being treated like this. She turned and left, and whispered: "Happy birthday. This is not a suitable place for you to live. If the difficulties are resolved, move out sooner."
A Heng soaked instant noodles in the room, took the cake, sat on the stool near the TV, and bite it gracefully.
There was a bag on the back of his head hitting the ground. It hurt. When I rubbed it, the bag didn't come apart, but tears came out.
On the old TV, the man is a double shadow, the piano sound faintly overshadowed by the noise of the TV, but gentle.
A Heng took a sip of the soup and kept his eyes on. The camera kept sweeping over Chu Yun, and the brows and eyes that were gorgeous like flowers in the sound of the piano.
Someone knocked on the door lightly, Aheng looked through the cat's eyes, it was the waitress.
Opening the door, the man handed her a bag of ham and a green peeled orange. She said: "Put the ham in the noodles, it's much better."
A Heng repeatedly thanked him.
The man pointed to DJ Yan on the TV and laughed: "You kids, you like to look good."
Ah Heng laughed and beat the bed. She said, "Sister, I know him, do you believe it or not?"
The man rolled his eyes: "I still know Leslie Cheung."
A Heng buried his face in the blanket, and his shoulders trembled silently.
The man froze: "Is it so funny?"
Funny, sister, how funny.
The snow stopped the next day, and the sky became much warmer.
With a word, she broke up with Gu Feibai peacefully.
She said, "Gu Feibai, if I said, I didn't meet you in Tianqiao, I might have been a prostitute. Then, if you see me now, would you dare to ask me?"
Gu Feibai did not speak.
Of course he dare not.
Gu Feibai is addicted to cleanliness.
Although he fell in love with Wen Heng at first sight, the feelings came turbulent, came inexplicably, and made him crazy, and even let Wen Heng's father give him the purple inkstone that he had used since childhood to show his love for Wen Heng.
However, if she is no longer the poetic and picturesque girl he had seen back then, and has lost all of her support and becomes the bottom of the society, then she will be depressed day after day in the eyes of others watching jokes. Next to him, there is such a beautiful and dazzling childhood sweetheart with a similar lintel. How long can he persist?
A Heng turned around, smiled and waved: "Gu Feibai, you have a house to accommodate, but you dislike Wen Heng. Wen Heng...Wen Heng naturally dare not follow you."
In winter, Yanxi often walks on the street alone, removes her makeup and puts on a scarf, so many fewer people know him.
Dayi, Mary, and Sun Peng invited him to go to the bar to play, just those few back and forth, it was very boring. However, having been a good brother for half a lifetime, I couldn't help but wandered over to look for them.
The cold wind was blowing at night, and the big electronic screens on the street were still showing his commercials.
"Yue Yueshu, your girlfriend's best choice!"
When I saw my face, I felt a little disgusted and walked faster.
When the time came, Sun Peng was dangling red wine, and Dayi, Mary and several women were blowing at beer bottles.
When Sun Peng saw him, he chuckles: "Oh, whose big tail wolf is released?"
Sitting on the sofa, Da Yi cried and said, "Beauty, you are willing to come. I've already filled my stomach. Recently these girls in the city are really scary."
One of the girls laughed: "Aren't you talking to me, would you drink since you could leave?"
Yanxi glanced at her, but she was an acquaintance: "Chu Yun, why are you here?"
Dayi's mouth was so open that he could squeeze his hands: "You are Chu Yun, anchor Chu Yun? How can you be Chu Yun, Chu Yun is not long like you?"
Mary rolled her eyes: "Baboon, you can't just see it?"
Sun Peng raised his eyebrows and smiled incredibly: "I thought you knew who she was, so I strongly asked for the table."
Chu Yun laughed loudly, "I don't have any makeup, buddy."
Yanxi took a sip of white wine, looked at the glass, and said lazily: "Sindayi, the truth is here."
Chu Yun grabbed the orange on the table and hit Yanxi. Yanxi stretched out her hand to catch it, then threw it back to the fruit plate, tilted her head slightly, and asked her, "You girl, why did you get to such a place?"
The sound of punching and singing next to him was very noisy, a bunch of people on the stage were jumping upright, and one was dancing a striptease. Yanxi glanced at a few girls, frowned, then recruited the waiter and asked him to open a box.
The sisters of Chu Yun winked at her. In the darkness, Chu Yun's face was a little red and uncomfortable, and said softly, "Why, it's so lively here."
Sun Peng rubbed his ears and stood up: "I also tried to cooperate with Dayi and Chen Juan. I have tolerated it for a long time, so let's go in. Fuck, it's noisy."
Sindayi has always had a set of misconceptions, where the excitement proves that where is the most fun, so as long as there is no cleanliness like Lu Liu in the place, he will never enter the box.
At this moment, he curled his mouth and was very unhappy: "Yanxi has a little stinky disease, not gregarious!" Yanxi kicked over, so he shut up obediently, followed everyone behind, and entered the box.
The sound insulation of the box is good, and the noise outside is completely separated.
Yanxi lowered her head to drink baijiu without talking. Everyone was a little embarrassed. For a long time, a friend of Chu Yun, Xiao Li, said, "Or, let's play games."
Mary smiled slightly, with a sly streamer in the corner of her eyes: "Why don't you, just take a big risk if you really can, just because many people can play it."
Sun Peng shook his red wine and said with a smile: "This, I have always heard about it, but I haven't played it."
Mainly, although they found that a few people have been trying hard to learn badly, and there are all kinds of tricks, helpless, no one dares to harm them.
Chu Yun's friend muttered, is it from an alien? This game has been popular for many years.
Dayi nodded with interest. Yanxi yawned, and the white wine blushed, lacking interest, but did not refuse.
So the wine bottle shook.
For the first time, I transferred to Chu Yun's friend, asked the age of the first kiss, and chose the truth.
The second time, I went to Mary, chose the big adventure, went out and turned left, facing the stage, shouted: "Striper, your chest is too small and your legs are too thick!"
For the third time, I switched to Yanxi and chose the truth and asked the ideal type. Yan Shao downplayed: "Long legs, beautiful neck, petite, curvy eyes, curly hair." Chu Yun blushed, Dayi scratched his head, thinking of Lin Wanwan, but felt that Chu Yun was also quite suitable, and pondered for half a minute. , Numb for half a second, a bit sadistic.
For the fourth time, I turned to Sun Peng, chose the big adventure, went out and turned right, and smiled slightly at the girl sitting on the bar: "I am the most ugly man in China." The girl was angry and faced the man beside her. A friend is just a slap-you can die.
For the fifth time, I turned to Chu Yun, chose the truth, and asked if there is a lover now? Chu Yun said, "Does what I often dream of in my dream count?" He answered the question and fined a bottle of beer.
For the sixth time, I transferred to Dayi, chose the truth, and asked who I missed the most. Dayi held back for a long time, his face turned green, he glanced at Yanxi, did not dare to say, poured a bottle of beer by himself.
For the seventh time, I turned to Yanxi, chose the truth, and asked what was the last regret? Yanxi thought for a long time and said, "Before a person left, I didn't have time to say, thank you for walking with me so quietly for so long." Dayi was abused for another minute.
For the eighth time, I transferred to Chu Yun, chose a big adventure, and chose a heterosexual kiss for three minutes. Chu Yun was stunned, looking at Yanxi with some help, and Yanxi smiled slightly: "Have you taken the wrong medicine?" Chu Yun was angrily and grumbled two bottles of beer.
For the ninth time, I turned to Yanxi again, chose the truth, and asked the most loved woman in life. Yanxi was drunk and confused, and said lightly: "No, only after death, a woman who wants to be buried in a cemetery can be the farthest away, but in a cemetery." Dayi's feeling of abuse was over a minute and a half, and Yanxi answered the question. , Filled two bottles.
For the tenth time, I turned to Chu Yun again, chose the truth, and asked what the first thing I would do if I had superpowers. Chu Yun looked at Yanxi and said viciously: "Tie a dead man home to SM." Sun Peng smiled unkindly.
For the eleventh time, turning to Yanxi again, Dayi finally felt that something was wrong. Seeing that some of Chu Yun's friends were squeezing their eyebrows, their faces were sinking and they were about to attack, but Mary stopped them. Yanxi drank too much alcohol and was a little impatient, so he chose a big adventure.
Chu Yun's friend Xiao Li said: "DJ Yan, find a woman in the bar, ask her name, and confess it on stage."
They pushed the boat along the way, ready to complete a good marriage.
Yanxi staggered out of the box, went to the dance floor, and asked a girl casually, walked to the stage, picked up the microphone with her slender hand, and turned it to the maximum volume: "Miss, I like you, I like you very much. I want to cry."
He stared blankly at the silent, dark crowd underneath the stage, then he held the scarf and said softly: "But where are you, I will never find you again."
Lu Liu said, "Chu Yun is not bad." Of course, he said this to Yanxi.
Yanxi bowed her head, sat on the sofa at home and scrolled through professional books, and asked calmly, "What do you mean?"
Lu Liu smiled, got up and walked to the kitchen, took out the coffee pot familiarly, put on his gloves, adjusted the temperature, looked at the warm brown liquid simmering on the fire, leaned against the door and asked him: "Yanxi, do you have coffee?"
Yanxi nodded and raised the cuffs of the white sweater slightly, without raising her head: "No sugar, thank you."
Lu Liu lowered himself to take the cups from the cabinet, but suddenly narrowed his eyes, looking at a shiny silver piece under the cabinet, which was used to cushion the cabinet and maintain balance.
Take it out and dust it, it turned out to be a Tiffany ring.
Somewhat funny, he pulled it out and threw it on the glass coffee table: "Yanxi, you used the thing I gave you to cushion the cabinet!"
Yanxi pinched her index finger and thumb, squinted her eyes, and was stunned. She actually started to laugh, her throat and chest undulating, she looked very happy.
He said: "Lu Liu, this is not mine. I lost the braised pork rice early."
Lu Liu picked it up and looked at the back. It was actually two letters "LL".
Land flow.
It was indeed something that he wore for three years and never left, and later gave it to that person as a meeting ceremony. Then, it was taken by that person...to cushion the cabinet.
Yanxi couldn't breathe with laughter, her eyes curled, and the pen between her fingers drew irregular blue lines on the heavy book.
Lu Liu untied his tie, his eyebrows narrowed, his expression unclear. He said: "Yanxi, you are not young anymore. You need to have a relationship and find a woman."
Yanxi smiled, ignoring him, put the ring on her index finger, hooked her finger to play with, the bright light made her innocent eyebrows.
Lu Liu said, "How about Chu Yun, don't you have a good impression of her?"
Yanxi nodded and raised her eyebrows: "Yes, but I haven't found a good opportunity to confess to her."
Lu Liu smiled indifferently: "Don't let a woman disturb your mind. I think she has already secretly promised you, don't hesitate to turn your back."
Yanxi rolled her eyes: "Is there a dime to do with you? If you are in a panic, find a woman."
Lu Liu smiled, noncommittal, took out the coffee pot and poured two cups of black coffee, handed him a cup, and said faintly: "This, don't worry about it." Then he lowered his head, took a sip of coffee, but frowned slightly, "Really It's terrible. Yanxi, your taste is getting more and more perverse."
Yanxi leaned on the sofa cushion with her long legs on the coffee table. The coffee was delivered to the entrance. She sipped and laughed, "Like a person drinking water, he knows whether he is cold or warm."
On the night when Yanxi's final exam was over, she took Chu Yun to dinner.
He said, "Chu Yun, I can dote you with the envy of women all over the world. Would you like to have a relationship with me?"
Chu Yun pinched his chopsticks and said nothing.
Yanxi said: "I can only have you as a woman in my whole life. I will remember every day for anniversary, birthday, Valentine's Day and Christmas. I wonder if you can be satisfied?"
Chu Yun raised his eyes, surprised. She said, "Do you want to... marry me?"
Yanxi smiled and looked at her: "You can be more reserved, I don't mind."
Chu Yun pointed at him, his mouth wide open: "You, you...Yanxi, did you burn your brain?"
Yanxi: "I don't have one, but let's fall in love."
Chu Yun almost screamed, but bit his fingers and asked, "Yanxi, can you love me?"
Yanxi thought for a while and nodded: "I can. I can love you until I leave my life to you."
She shook her head violently, but there were tears in her eyes. She said, "You don't have to love me so much, just a little bit is enough. I don't deserve that, but it can make up the remaining love."
Yanxi lowered her head, listened carefully, and said softly "OK".
She choked and buried her head in her knees, crying: "I thought the heroine has always had a bad life, and it is difficult to get the love of the hero until the end."
Yanxi laughed: "Probably, we are a light comedy."
Beautiful women, handsome men, princesses, princes, the same ideals, the same frequency. Then, a little heartbeat, ambiguous, and long-lasting love.
Chu Yun shed tears, and at the street food stall, he did not drink for the first time, and gently embraced the boy. She said: "My dear, I really really feel that I am the icing on the cake in your life."
Yanxi was stunned, then hugged back, pitying, and smiling: "Yes, you have always been."
Chu Yun looked at him stupidly: "The first time you were so gentle with me."
So much tenderness, only the eyes of Spring March.
Yanxi smiled: "I have always been very gentle, loving the young and respecting the old, but you didn't find it."
I suddenly remembered a call he received a few days ago after singing MyPrayer. The man said, "Xiaoxi, stop doing things that make her sad, don't make her think of you anymore, I beg you, let her go."
The sad and cold voice seemed to be in a dream.
He laughed and coaxed the person on the other end of the phone: "Auntie, it won't be anymore, I was wrong, and never will be again. Will it make her happy? I will."