Lin Shu's Diary

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He seemed to be waiting for prey, and also like a child waiting for his mother to pick him up after school at noon.This is very similar to Amin when he is sad. Amin sometimes does this, but the difference is that Amin only has such a moment, and it will develop into anger within a few minutes. He will not hold on to this pitiful stalemate. .But what happened to the person in front of him, so that he was so upset and entangled?He just sat like this all the time, neither saying a word nor drinking anything.

The waiter couldn't bear it anymore, and asked him what he wanted?The minimum consumption here is 500 yuan.He turned him down with that annoyed and terrified look in his eyes.

My curiosity is getting heavier and heavier.

"Hello, can I sit down?"

He just looked at me, but obviously, I felt a little quiet in his heart.He smiled.

God, he smiled.If I remember correctly, I recorded in the memo that he sat there for 22 minutes, and suddenly laughed.

I really want to ask him, why did he suddenly laugh?But that's too unmysterious, and that's it, it's interesting.

"Don't drink anything?" I shook the glass, the alcohol had slowly seeped into my brain, and I seemed to be slowly relaxing.

He shook his head.

"It's not a minor, is it?"

He smiled wryly.

"Hello, have a whiskey" I shouted at the top of my voice.

He was a little uneasy, "I don't drink."

"Why do you come to the bar without drinking?"

"I do not know"

"do not know?"

He looked at me, no longer like a hawk, just like that innocent and cute rabbit, "You may not believe me, but I just want to experience the feeling of the bar. As for why, I don't know. I happen to have friends If you work here, you are willing to bring me here."

He smiled again, a sunny smile that warmed people's hearts.

We drank wine and talked more and more. People who didn't know thought we were an intimate couple.

He is an orphan, and there is a younger sister at home; he has never been in love, but he has a girl he loves very much; he used to be very cheerful, but when his parents passed away in middle school, his world became dark; he is alone Raising his younger sister, working to support the family while reading; he loves reading, reading for three hours a day, no matter what happens, he still had a three-hour date with "One Hundred Years of Solitude" with red and swollen eyes on the day his father died.

"That must have been the most difficult night in my life. I felt that the world had collapsed and I didn't know how to go. Only by indulging in books could I get a moment of peace by chance," he said.

I slowly talked less, and became a quiet listener, listening to his heartache and suffering.I looked at him, looked at his rabbit-like eyes, looked at him, looked at his face changing from grief to despair, and the tears that fell quietly.

The bar is still noisy, people are eating and drinking, everyone seems to be happy, everyone seems to be miserable.He is definitely not the one who looks the most painful, but I want to protect him, among all living beings.

The dim light hit everyone's face from time to time, his face flickered, I could see his square face, eyes with black frames, his hair was not too short, and even a little overkill Specially rolled up, white t-shirt, blue jeans, looks like a well-behaved middle school student, but the temperament is not very similar, middle school students are not so melancholy, even a little bit of a city.

We were silent for a while.He wiped away the unknowingly shed tears and smiled a little embarrassedly.I took a sip of the wine, took out the "Unbearable Lightness of Being" from my bag and gave it to him.It can be seen that he is very happy, like a warrior who has obtained a treasure. From that look, I believe his words of love for books are not false.That's okay, I like people who love to read.

Stimulated by the alcohol, we slowly quieted down and stopped talking. Although we didn't feel embarrassed by the silence, there was something ambiguous about it.

He was much better than at the beginning, he was no longer so nervous and frightened, and the restless person became me.For some reason, as soon as I saw his weak and melancholy eyes, I couldn't help but want to protect his heart.Probably a maternal outburst.

My world began to dizzy, the whole bar began to spin, and his face became strange.

"You know what? I liked that girl for seven years, from middle school to now"

"and after?"

"She married someone else anyway. She doesn't love me..."

His chatterbox opened up again, spouting what seemed to be painful words with a painful expression.I heard it, and it really hurts.Yes, you are so kind to her, why can't you impress her?But how many people in this world can be easily moved?Being moved is not necessarily love, and love does not necessarily mean staying together, so what if staying together, isn't it torture, love and kill each other?

I looked at him and suddenly felt that I should comfort him.He also looked at me, even though our eyes were facing each other, under the shadow of the light, we both swallowed.I unconsciously kissed his somewhat sexy lips.He was a little at a loss, holding the wine glass in both hands, without refusing or responding.It seems that he is really a little virgin who has never been in love.

There is a sweet fragrance in his mouth, which makes people intoxicated, and he doesn't want to leave.I felt him put down his glass flusteredly and begin to cater to my tender passion.

Suddenly, I felt a bunch of scary eyes seem to shoot from the side, it was Amin.

Amin stared at me bitterly, his anger seemed to have seeped into his internal organs, it was obvious that he really wanted to slap me a few times.

I forgot that this is a place we often come to. Before coming here, he said to have dinner together at night, and I said that I wanted to relax by myself.

Amin couldn't help but pick up this poor melancholy man and beat him up. He was kicked to the ground, but he still looked at me with a satisfied smile on his lips.

If it was his first kiss, I would really be guilty of it. I would suffer a lot if I was shot after a moment of sweetness.I wanted to help him, but I was blocked by some of Amin's friends. Cheng Zi was very close to me on weekdays, and today he looked at me with the same hatred as Amin, and so did other friends.

It was unexpected to break off the engagement with Amin in this way, but I didn't seem to feel any loss.

I'm with that depressed man, I don't know why, is it because of his depression?

I really don't know what people live for, it seems that no matter how they live, they will have doubts.I used to think that I could live for my dreams, not get married, not fall in love, just read and write every day, and travel around the mountains and rivers.But when I met Amin, he was very kind to me, so good that he gradually became extreme and became very possessive.According to his words, he is willing to give me everything, including life.He thought it was an affectionate confession, but it made people feel chills when I heard it.I don't like this kind of bondage, but I can't bear to leave him. I'm used to his constant company.

Secrets cannot be hidden in the adult world, and the story of my kiss in a bar has spread to everyone overnight.I don't feel sad or ashamed, which is amazing, have I lost the least bit of shame?But is it insane to be emotionally propelled in a hormonal place like a bar, kissing a stranger with a story to soothe?Why is it so despised?Maybe it's just because I'm engaged to someone else, is it okay if I'm not engaged?So, is the binding force of the marriage contract now manifested?It's scary that what I feared was revealed.

That's okay, anyway, I don't want to enter the cage of marriage, so there's nothing wrong with ending it here.

Since then, my mutual friends with Amin no longer praised my talent as before, and appreciated my unique personality.My parents were also very angry, thinking that I had greatly humiliated them.Just because of my bar kiss.