please change your mind

The taxi drove fast all the way, and in a short while, it arrived at the bar street.

There are people coming and going on this street, bustling with people who are staggering drunk, and people with sharp eyes and a keen sense of smell who are looking for prey like carnivores.

Those who are ready to move and wait for the opportunity to move are hidden in the dark, and in the dark places, in the cracks, the secret desires of human beings are bred.

The neon signboards, blue and red, are glowing brightly, stimulating people's visual senses, as if encouraging people's desires.

Flickering lights, deafening music, and young people standing at the door to attract customers.

Wang Yi stood there, unable to take a breath. It was the first time he came here to pay attention, and the restless crowd seemed out of tune with him.

But there was no way, he clenched his fists, gritted his teeth, and walked in.

Relying on the string of lists Feng Bo said in his memory, he searched one by one. Sweat flowed down his neck to his back, the clothes on his back were wet and stuck to the skin of his body, and the sweat on his forehead made the face The wetness between the eyes looks more supple, and the mist between the eyebrows and eyes is hazy.

He panted lightly, moved quickly, and searched without blinking his eyes. The lights were too dim, the crowd was too dense, and there were people with blurred consciousness blocking the road. He was even entangled by a big man with acne on the way .

Under the light blue light, people's facial features are deliberately blurred, and the effect of alcohol makes people's expressions magnified and stretched.

One by one, looking for one by one, SUNDAY, Magnesium, Celie, Anaerobic, Velvet Underground...

It was all in vain, until finally there was one family left, which was actually the one Wu Liang visited most often, named Iris.

The Iris store is not big, but it is very delicate and unique. At first glance, the owner of the bar is a very stylish and unique person.

It's just that this is the last one, Wu Liang must be here, Wang Yi was about to raise his legs to enter, when a thought flashed in his mind.

What would it look like if you went in and saw it yourself?Could it be that those two people have already left?Or will I see a scene that makes my blood swell and rage even more?

That's why I went to this family to find people, to find anger for myself, isn't it?Is he in the psychology of seeking proof, or is he worried about him?

What is the reason why I came here now, and what if I said that my tongue is as bright as a lotus later.

Does doing so have the suspicion of sincerely coercing and forcing others?

Maybe there's nothing wrong with him, it's just that the friends around him are making a joke, and I'm so nervous, isn't it funny?

He stood at the door and hesitated for a long time. The small stones on the road were kicked up into a pile, raising small dust.

He hadn't thought about it, and never thought about it.

……

Outside the door is the first light of the lanterns, and the figures are vivid, while inside the door is a beautiful scenery, dim and ambiguous.

The sweet and greasy smell of cigars filled the whole room, which not only made people's nerves loose and their eyes sleepy, but also aroused people's desire and undercurrents.

Sitting upright and motionless in front of him, Wu Liang still maintained his posture.

The restless bartender on the side couldn't hold it anymore, and Aimer pulled his tie aside. He felt that he hadn't had a few drinks today, but he was dizzy and couldn't even hold back.

Aimer's hand couldn't help touching Wu Liang's shoulder, and even wanted to touch it down his back and waist. He felt thirsty, but he had to suppress his impatience.

Seeing the drunken man in front of him still calm and self-possessed, as if he was guarding something, his cold face was still extremely handsome.

He even aroused a desire to win, and with his other free hand, he lifted Wu Liang's chin, looked at his no longer sober eyes, and said, "How about I send you back later? "

He caressed Wu Liang's back, and scratched it with his fingertips from time to time. Through the thin material, the perfect muscle line still made him very satisfied, "I'll close early later, can you go to my place?"

Wu Liang asked without a tone: "Is this store yours?"

Emer chuckled: "Yes, you are the most interesting customer I have ever seen."

After finishing speaking, he added a sentence, "If you can't be the person next to you, you can also be the ghost under the crotch (harmony)."

The crisp fabric set off Aimer's slender waist and long legs. He casually leaned against the edge of the table, his slightly squinted eyes were distracted, wondering why the person next to him still didn't respond.

The five glasses of wine that had already been consumed had disarmed Wu Liang's body and he was unable to resist, but his cold eyes remained firm, he shook off his touch, and did not respond to his teasing with words, but just kept his eyes fixed. Looking at the door, as if in anticipation.

Time passed little by little, and the desolation in his eyes became colder and colder.

Could it be that he was too angry, or didn't take it seriously at all?

I was in a hurry on the way here, and I didn't know if it was safe or not.

The body is in the smoky bliss, and the head is worried about other things that have nothing to do with Fengyue.

Seeing this, Aimer became more curious, thinking that he was embarrassed, "Don't be nervous, maybe it's your first time, take your time if you have nothing to do, just get used to it, you need to find someone to relax with you."

……

Feng Bo's eyes were sharp, and he saw Wang Yi who ran over as soon as he received the call. He was still thinking about the door, and he gave Wu Liang a wink, which meant that it was almost enough. Toss hard.

Wu Liang's eyes were cold, but he just blinked, meaning he understood.

As soon as he raised his hand and clasped Aimer's wrist, Aimer was startled by his sudden reaction, but he was secretly happy that this guy finally reacted a bit.

What he didn't expect was that Wu Liang immediately turned against the guest, stood up from the chair, and forced him down. The two people's faces were so close that they could feel each other's breathing.

Although the background music was loud and harsh, just this action and such a close distance made Aimer feel so excited that he almost fainted.

He looked at the cold and clear eyes of the other party, reflecting his own face, so close at hand, but it seemed that he didn't have a place for himself in his mind...

.........

Wang Yi finally stopped wandering around outside, he made up his mind and walked in steadily.His eyes dimmed due to the sudden light, he adapted for a while, and began to search, his heart seemed to be in his throat, and he didn't come up to catch his breath for a long time.

Under the rotating light, he saw a familiar figure that made him very unforgettable.

It is already familiar and cannot be more familiar, and it is also a figure leaning against a quilt after listening to a ghost story. The one standing in front of the table at the moment is pressing another person under him, and the two are very close to each other. As if like a person.

The figure who had been with him for so long, the figure wearing a red coat and riding a bicycle on the boulevard, the figure sleeping behind the messy pile of books with only half of his shoulders exposed...

The figure who pulled him from the hooligan he had been since he was a child at the critical moment, the figure who was cutting fruit in the kitchen and pressing down seriously...

The figure who didn't wear glasses for the analytical physics question, stuck to the test paper, and squinted his eyes slightly...

The figure who told him ghost stories on purpose to scare him, but smiled triumphantly, the figure who held him down in the hotel room and took a deep breath, as if absorbing nourishment...

The figure who promised to explore the hints of the dream with him, the lost figure who told about his family background and childhood shadow...

These figures all overlapped and gathered in front of the eyes, finally freezing this moment.

Everything, everything we have experienced together, everything we have participated in, you just have to let go of it and leave it alone.

But all of this, if I don't want to think about it now, but just escape, how can I accept this result?

Until this moment, Wang Yixin didn't know how much he really cared about being bored.

So much so that he would agree to any of his requests, and he would sympathize with and feel sad about any of his pain points, even more sad than himself.

As a result, he has to worry about everything about him, so much so that one of the words on the phone that can't be called a joke made him very anxious.

So much so that he is standing here now, looking at the figure that makes people feel so distressed that he can't breathe, he still can't bear to leave...

He just clenched his fists tightly, as if he was frozen, and stared blankly, as if he was still hoping for a redeemable explanation from the other party.

For the memories of the past, the fire in his heart ignited a raging fire, and then, under the attack of this cold water, it was extinguished bit by bit...

Sitting alone in the corner, Feng Bo quietly saw everything that was happening, and couldn't hold his breath. He clenched his fists tightly, but he didn't dare to act rashly.

be with you for a long time