The moon and people are still + extra

Stretching and looking at the already dark night outside, I deeply suspected that my parents had forgotten that I was a daughter.

I opened the door and went out, and my parents were not at home. There was only a circle of small lights on the side of the living room, and my stomach groaned.I went around the kitchen and found nothing edible, so I called my mother.

When the phone was picked up, the voice from the KTV almost shattered my eardrums. I took the phone away and heard my mother yell louder than the background sound: What's wrong, Keke.

I said: Why haven't you come back to make dinner.

She said: What did you say?

I took a big breath and roared: Why haven't I come back to make dinner yet!

She finally understood, ouched, and said with a smile: I have eaten with your dad, and I forgot that you are at home, so you can get something to eat yourself.

Before I could complain, I hung up the phone.

I listened to the beeping sound from my mobile phone, and thought about the way I yelled in the quiet home just now, it was funny and ridiculous.

The daughter who goes home once a week, just can't appreciate the feeling of reuniting with her family after a long absence, and she is often released and forgotten.

Very wronged.

I picked up the phone and wanted to complain to He Yuan and vent my depression, but the mahjong sound on the other end made me feel disheartened instantly.Her online mahjong has now developed to offline, and her obsession has become even worse. I think, if I ask her to solve problems now, she must give me a word and stop being hypocritical.

After saying something or nothing, he hung up on He Yuan's voice. After a lot of tossing around, I got even hungrier.

After changing clothes, I casually found a coat and carried a bag and went out, and then found a noodle restaurant near the community to fill my stomach.

After eating the noodles, my body warmed up a lot. When I left the noodle shop, the wind outside didn't feel harsh anymore. I took a breath into the air, looked in the direction of my home, and didn't really want to go back.

After all, they have already come out, and their clothes have been changed. It is obviously too wasteful to just have a meal like this.

So I walked aimlessly along the path along the street.

It’s rare for such a person to go shopping alone. After walking for a few minutes, it seems to feel pretty good. Although there are many people, chatting is lively, but when alone, it seems to be quite comfortable. You don’t have to do anything, your head is empty, and your thoughts are random .

Thinking about it, I thought of Jing Yi, and then the way she stood on the podium and smiled at everyone, just came to my mind.

For the past three days, she hasn't posted on Moments.

And our dialogue still stays in the greeting on the first day.

Maybe I thought I was the only one in this lively street, and I suddenly felt a little sentimental in my heart. When the word secret love popped up in my mind, it made me even more sentimental.

It’s really useless, I’ve never liked anyone in my life, I fell in love with a teacher four years ago, she left with great difficulty, and I finally walked out, the situation turned around, and I fell in love with him again four years later.

people.

This word is really squeamish, just looking at it makes people feel aggrieved and hypocritical.

With this mood, I suddenly came across a bar while walking, so I hesitated at the door for a few minutes, gritted my teeth and walked in.

It's a slow bar. When I entered, the resident singer on the stage was quietly singing folk songs. I looked around and sat down on the empty seat by the bar.

The boy at the bar who was idle came over. He first glanced at my attire, then returned his gaze to my face, and asked with a smile: High school student? Are you an adult?

I smiled, put my hands on the bar, and said: I don't understand, it looks small in such a dress, and I have graduated from college for several years.

He raised his eyebrows, he didn't know if he believed it, so he smiled and asked me what I wanted.

I picked up the menu on the side and looked carefully. Except for a few drinks, it was all alcohol, so I moved my eyes to the cocktail in the upper right corner.

They have different names, but I just can't tell what it is. Looking down the two rows, I pointed to the most annoying one above, and looked up at the little brother.

This, the jī of Shilitai.

Perhaps it was because it was still early and there were not many customers in the bar.After all, things like bars are mostly for people to entertain loneliness, and the entertainment of loneliness is more suitable for nights. The deeper the night, the more pastime, the more lonely you feel. Look at those people who cry at three o'clock in the middle of the night, it sounds better than twelve o'clock in the middle of the night. The one who cries is sad.A person who cries until three o'clock in the middle of the night sounds sadder than a person who cries until twelve o'clock in the middle of the night.

In comparison, my sadness now is not very sad. After all, it's only ten o'clock now, and I don't deserve it.

If I could come to this bar at three o'clock in the middle of the night, then I am afraid that what I order now is not the chicken from Shilitai. What I should order is the heart-wrenching dog recommended by the shopkeeper of this shop.

It can be seen that although this bar looks quiet, it is actually very noisy.

While thinking wildly, my brother has already mixed my wine.

After he said please use it slowly, he pushed the wine over. I took a closer look, except for the two feathers on the edge of the glass, I really couldn't see the meaning of this glass of wine.

Maybe its meaning is in the taste?