How to be a patron

Uncle Liu is 35 this year. Among his peers, he is definitely the kind of person who has both appearance and connotation, and can earn money and enjoy himself.No one in the family cares about him, and he is not in a hurry to get married. He can talk about business with his elders in a serious manner when he is working, and he can go carnival with young people who are ten years younger than him after get off work.

He took me to a bar he frequented. From the door to the bar, people kept greeting him warmly. Uncle Liu has a good personality, a wide range of hobbies, and a lot of money, so he has many friends.

The bar is not big, there are no boxes, and there is a small stage in the middle. At this time, no one goes up to sing, and the customers are scattered in various booths, and there is only the bartender at the bar.

Uncle Six greeted the bartender familiarly, ordered two cocktails, and pushed one to me: "Try it, the signature here."

I took a sip, but I didn't think it was very delicious, but I still smiled at Uncle Liu.

The bartender is Chinese, but he can't speak Chinese. He talked to Uncle Six in English and kept looking at me with his eyes.Uncle Six perfunctory said a few words to him, and then took me to sit in the booth: "Is it too quiet here? I know you young people like to go to those noisy places. Uncle Six is ​​old, and his ears can't stand stimulation. "

I swear in my heart, Uncle Six, you just got tired of playing and want to change your taste. Why didn't you say that your ears hurt when the waves flew up before.

After a while, someone stood on the small stage and began to sing. It was a girl with a pretty face, only in her early twenties, with a clear and ethereal voice. She sang an English song that I had never heard before.

Uncle Six immediately interrupted my conversation with him, and stared blankly at the girl.

"No, Uncle Six, do you like her?"

Uncle Six stared intently at the stage, and said, "What's the use of liking, he's ten years younger than me, so he must despise me, an old man."

"Nonsense, our sixth uncle is handsome and suave, girls don't immediately fall in love with you when they see you."

Uncle Six sighed melancholy: "Really? Why do I think she would like a little boy like you more?"

I stuck out my tongue, trying to say that I'm not interested in girls.

Uncle Liu was fascinated by watching it, and I was so bored that I drank two glasses and felt a little bloated in my stomach, so I talked to Uncle Liu and walked to the bathroom.

I was washing my hands when suddenly someone pushed the door open.

I frowned. The bathrooms here are all single rooms. As soon as I entered the door, it was listed as being in use. That person should be waiting at the door.

Seeing in the mirror that it was the bartender who came in, I immediately understood in my heart.

The bartender is about the same height and age as me. Just now when the light was dim outside, I thought he was a bit handsome. Now that he walked up to me and observed him closely, I realized that his skin was not good and his dark circles were obvious.

"Hi," he greeted me in English, "do you speak English?"

I didn't want to talk to him, so I smiled at him as if I didn't understand, and planned to leave.

He said a few more words to me, but I didn't respond. He mistakenly thought that I really couldn't communicate, but he still didn't give up and touched me directly.

I wasn't too bothered, so I pushed his hand away and said in Chinese, "Stay away from me."

The Chinese opened his mouth, wondering if he could understand what I said.He said a sentence in Chinese with a stiff accent: "I, Xi, Huan, you."

I couldn't help rolling my eyes, thinking that the Chinese sentence he learned was quite practical.

He still came up to touch me, he seemed to be very satisfied with my figure, his whole body was soft on my body, I couldn't bear it anymore, grabbed his hand and threw it back, his hip bones hit the sink directly, and there was a scream Then he got scared and stayed where he was.

I pursed my lips and gave an unnatural apologetic smile. Even I felt that I was a little too irritable, but I could actually speak well.

After a while, he looked at me bitterly, said a few bad words, opened the door and left.

I breathed a sigh of relief, but I was afraid that he would call someone to teach me a lesson, so I quickly left the bathroom and returned to Uncle Six.

"Huh? How did it take so long?" Uncle Liu was still there, and someone else was singing on the stage.

I told the truth: "That bartender just harassed me."

"Him?" Uncle Six couldn't believe it, "God, I never knew he was gay."

I rubbed my nose, and suddenly regretted telling Uncle Six about this matter. I didn't confess my sexual orientation to him. If he doubts me, I don't know how to explain it.I don't mind telling him... it's just troublesome.Alas, I don't know how that person can see me at a glance.

After Uncle Six finished speaking, he patted me on the shoulder as comfort, and finally thought about my feelings belatedly: "Then...you've been tired all day, why don't you go back first?"

Just as I was about to say yes, the girl Uncle Liu liked came on stage again. Uncle Liu's butt just left the sofa and stuck it back again: "Xiao Tian, ​​why don't you...you can take a taxi and go back."

Alas, I had no choice but to leave my Sixth Uncle, who valued sex over friends, and went back by myself.

As soon as I left the bar, I ran into an acquaintance. PB is my roommate when I was in college in the United States. He is Canadian and gay, but he has more sex than me. When we live together, I can see him hooking different men to bed every day. PB even thought badly about me, but I was really not interested in his hairy body. After many rejections, we lived together for more than two years without incident.

I always thought he went back to Canada after graduation, but I didn't expect to meet him in Los Angeles.

"PB!" I called him excitedly. After all, I hadn't seen him for several years. When I saw him, the memories of living and studying together flooded into my mind again.

He was holding a boy in his arms, and when he heard me call him his nickname, he looked at me uncertainly for a while, then left the man in his arms with bright eyes, and rushed over excitedly to give me a bear hug.

"God! (I taught him my name many times, but he can only pronounce the syllable 'day' relatively standard), longtimenosee!"

I happily hugged him back, then smirked and winked at him like I did in college: "Did I ruin your good deed?"

"No, no." He walked back to the boy, said a few words, and asked the man to take a taxi and leave first.

"Can you find a place to sit?" I tilted my head towards the small shop by the roadside.

"Row."

We found a family and sat down quietly at the bar, and K was also very excited to see me: "My God, you have changed a lot."

"Really?" I looked down at myself, but didn't notice any difference.

"Yeah, your figure, temperament, etc., all feel different," PB described with dancing, "Your appearance should be something that many number 0s would like."

"Really?" I was a little surprised, although I knew that I had indeed become stronger, but would there really be a number 0 who would fall in love with me?People have always assumed that I am number 0 at a glance. When I entered the gay bar when I was in college, there would always be number 1 or 0.5 looking at me lewdly.Ah... I suddenly thought of the bartender I met in the bathroom just now. He was a 0 at first glance... He actually likes me, and I don't know whether to be happy or helpless.

"Of course it's true," PB sighed exaggeratedly after finishing this sentence, "but this is not the type I like, God, I still like your thin and weak appearance, which is attractive."

I smiled and punched him, but it made him scream in pain: "You have also become stronger."

We chatted about each other's current situation. PB returned to China for a few months after graduation, but found that he had gotten used to the pace of life in the United States, so he came to the United States to make a living, and now works as a director in a German company.

I don't think he has a partner like that, but I didn't expect him to take the initiative to confess that he already has a regular partner and is married.

"Then, the one you held just now is...?"

PB smiled badly, saying that he and the family member reached a consensus to implement openmarriage.

I was very speechless, and I didn't quite agree with this approach in my heart, but it was hard to refute, so I could only nod my head without commenting.

PB asked me: "What about you, do you have a boyfriend now?"

I thought of Gou Meng, but soon realized that he was not my boyfriend at all, so I could only shake my head: "Not yet."

Seeing my dejected look, PB immediately guessed: "Break up with my boyfriend? Or do you like a straight guy?"

I hesitated for a while, said no, and then told him the story of me and Gou Meng.

He kept patting the table and laughing while listening to it, especially when we first met there, but he was silent for a while after listening.

"God, it hurts to say that, but I don't think he loves you."

"Maybe." I rested my face on my palm, staring at the bright wine glass on the table, feeling a little drunk, "but the few months I was with him, I experienced life that I had never experienced before. Morning run , exercising, going to bed early and getting up early, these are things that I would not do if I was killed before, but with him, those challenges seem less dreadful. He is a very positive person and a person I admire the person I admire, and after being with him, I feel that I am getting better and better."

PB followed my example and leaned his head on the palm of his hand: "Listen to you, it feels like what you need more is a mentor with positive energy than a lover."

I straightened up, shook my head, and said with a smile: "Really? I haven't told you yet, he likes to tease me very much, the kind of serious tease... Well, you don't understand, and he is in good shape. Big abs and mermaid lines, buttocks are very upturned, and the second is also very beautiful. His voice is beautiful, his panting on the bed is very touching, he is also very good, he can stand for me outside, and cook for me when he comes home, even at night No matter what posture he uses, he will accommodate me."

PB smiled: "I can probably understand, you really like him. So where is he now?"

"Henan, a province in China, is more than 1000 kilometers away from my home in China."

PB exhaled: "That's not too far away, my lover is in Toronto now, more than 3000 kilometers away from me, I don't even know which man he is sleeping with now, but believe it or not, I'll give him a call, He will appear before my eyes tomorrow morning."

I squinted and smiled: "I believe."

"So, distance is not a problem at all. Even if the person you like doesn't love you now, he may not love you in the future. You go to him, stick to him and chase him to please him. If you are so good, he will definitely love you." Exciting."

I didn't expect much from PB's mouth to hear some enlightening words of enlightenment, but it was very rewarding to hear him comfort me so much. I toasted to him: "Teach you a sentence of Chinese,' borrow Your Lucky Words, All thanks to your lucky words."

The author has something to say: PB - playboy

ok ignore my poorEnglish

This year, we will continue to fight for the sixth level...