Wu Xie, see you!

Taking a deep breath of the fresher air than inside, he led him to continue walking outside.Poker bottle is very "obedient" and very quiet, and he doesn't ask me where I want to take him.In fact, even if he asked me, I didn't know where I was going, I just didn't want to stay there any longer.

After exiting the dark and narrow aisle, there is a small bar.The guy at the bar looked up at us like he thought we were going to order something.So order something.

"Brother, where is your ticket?" I let go of my hand and turned to ask him.

Poker bottle took out his wallet and handed me the ticket stub.I exchanged his ticket for a bottle of Heineken, and bought a can of tonic water, holding one in each hand.It was really beneficial to do a tour before the opening.I lifted my chin towards the stairs next to me and said, "Go up and sit for a while."

"Yeah." Poker bottle looked up and nodded.

We are all watching the show, and this time there is no one on the second floor, so we can choose seats at will.I went to the innermost part, sat down with my back to the stairs, and put the wine on the small wooden table in front of the sofa.Poker-Face came over and naturally sat across from me. After sitting down, he looked up at the paintings hanging on the wall.

The red fabric sofa, once he sat in it, the color contrast was quite strong.I always think those classic color schemes look good, such as black, white and gray, and this kind of red, white and black.I unhook the tab on the tonic water, plug in the straw, and push it in front of him.He looked away, but took out the straw and put it back on the table, and drank directly to his mouth, and I also took a sip of beer.Sure enough, the beer is still delicious when it is cold. If it takes too long, it will be lukewarm and flat. If you drink it again, you will have no taste, no refreshing taste, and it will be tasteless to eat and a pity to discard. the perfect interpretation of .It seems to be the same between people.

Neither of us spoke.I don't know if it's my illusion, but the Poker Bottle in front of my eyes is not the same as usual.It seems more stuffy.In the days when I couldn't sleep well and had a nervous breakdown, I was harassed by the fat man so much that I missed the quiet Poker Bottle.But at this moment, I hope that Pokerfinger will be possessed by a fat man and turn into a collapsed Fatty Youping, who will talk about the mountains with me.

Only the sound of some musical instruments could be vaguely heard here, unlike inside, it was too noisy to talk, but we were still so silent, and the atmosphere seemed a bit depressing.To be exaggerated, it was as if I was strangled by an invisible hand, feeling suffocated.

You don't tell me!But I don't know what to say... What kind of meeting did he hold?Is the pizza delicious?Is the road blocked?Where is the car parked?Both of them are obviously looking for something to say, more boring, it might as well be like this.

"Did you hit it just now?"

Um?Fuck, I don't have auditory hallucinations, do I?I looked at the person across from me.He was looking at me, waiting for my answer.It may be exaggerated to say it, but this feeling is really as if I held my breath underwater to the limit, and was finally dragged out of the water by someone. The alveoli were filled with oxygen in an instant, and I felt like I was alive again.

We must cherish this second spring, no, we should cherish this hard-won problem and take it seriously!I quickly put down the wine bottle and leaned against the back of the sofa, stretched out my stomach and touched my hip bones.Uh... Just now when I sat down, I just felt a slight strange feeling when I was strangled by the jeans, but this time it became clear that it hurts when pressed, very painful.I frowned, and nodded at You Fing: "I hit my hip bone, and it hurts, just hit the guardrail."

Poker-Face looked at my hip bone and said, "Take a good look."

Take a good look?I looked around, although there was no one here, and I couldn’t take off my clothes here, right? Fresh ran ahead."

Poker Bottle nodded, took a sip of tonic water, put it down, and said again: "I see you didn't eat much at night, are you hungry?"

The topic actually changed!One after another...it was so refreshing to be asked!I felt it carefully, but I wasn't really hungry.But if you are hungry, does it mean that you can find something to do instead of sitting here like two stuffed oil bottles?I looked at the wall clock on the wall, nodded and said: "It's a little bit, how about you, brother? It's getting late, why don't we find a place to have some supper?"

"Hmm." Poker Bottle nodded.

"Let's go now?" I watched him wait for an answer. After all, he had been tossing all the way, and he didn't watch many performances, and he didn't sit for a while.

"En." Unexpectedly, he answered, and stood up with the tonic water, but was waiting for me instead.I quickly grabbed half a bottle of beer and stood up, asking, "Where did you park your car?"

"Over there in the mall, the parking lot."

I thought about it, and I probably knew which shopping mall he was talking about: "Then take a stroll over there and have a look?"

"it is good."

After all, it was already almost 11 o'clock. Although the "nightlife" is rich here, people and cars are still busy, but the small shops on both sides of the street are almost closed.Poker bottle said it didn't matter, but I didn't want to go in the opposite direction to the parking lot, so I just said to go ahead and see if there was anything to eat.

I don't know why, although he took the initiative to find the topic and expressed his concern, and we left the depressing and noisy environment again, but I still feel that the stuffy atmosphere is weird.

LiveHouse is not far from the parking lot he mentioned, and it will be there in a while.There is a 24-hour fast food restaurant next to the shopping mall, and Houhai is just ahead.I know that there are many bars and restaurants there, but I only went there once during the day, so I don’t know much about it. I guess the restaurants are closed at this time, except for drinking places, right?It's better not to take risks, the moon is dark and the wind is high, it's not safe, if you turn around and run into two drunks, don't look for trouble.But fast food is junk food after all, and Poker Bottle seems to be a person with a healthy lifestyle, so it's up to him to decide.I pointed to the fast food restaurant and asked him: "Brother, why don't we just make do with this, the inside is cool, bright and clean, what do you think? Or do you want to go further?"

Poker Bottle didn't look at the fast food restaurant I was referring to, nor did he look ahead. He just crushed the empty soda can in his hand and threw it into the trash can next to him, then nodded and said, "It's up to you to decide."

"..."

Why do you feel that he has been unenthusiastic and absent-minded, as if I forced him to come?Didn't you "hmm" yourself and then stood up and waited for me!Now I'm not upset anymore.I decided it was my decision, I threw the empty wine bottle away and said, "Then here it is, it's just where you parked after eating, it's convenient."

The oily bottle nodded.

The space on the first floor of the fast food restaurant is not big, there is a table of customers, two or three employees, and there are a few homeless people sleeping in the corner, which seems a bit cramped.We were not in a hurry to buy things, but went up to the second floor. Seeing that the second floor was quite spacious and there were vacant seats by the window, I began to wonder what to eat.Based on the previous experience, I can already foresee how he will answer if I ask him what he wants to eat, so I originally wanted to buy it directly without asking him, but in the end I couldn't hold back.

"Are you free to eat whatever you want?"

He glanced at me and nodded.

Although I asked for it myself, although I already knew it was the result, but I still... nod your sister's head, always nod, are you a rooster!Everyone is here, "enjoy" will die soon?Really fucking wanted to slap him on the back of the head.I was lucky, and casually pointed to the seat beside me and said, "Then sit down, I'll go buy it."

Who knows that he didn't move, but suddenly said: "Sit down, I'll go buy, what do you want to eat?"

Why... so... you are "casual" and what to buy!I pushed him, pressed him to sit down, and said, "No need! I don't know what I want to eat. I'll go and have a look before buying. You can eat whatever you want!"

Poker bottle was a little stunned, sitting there looking up at me.

Would you like to nod again?

He lowered his eyelids, sat up straight, and said, "Okay."

Thank you!

Originally, I was very happy to watch Live... I didn't do this when I went out together before. I'm not a very decisive and happy person when eating. What happened today?It's weird from head to toe, why is it so awkward?It made me wonder if he was a fake under the skin of "Zhang Qiling", but he was actually Zhang San, Zhang Kun, Zhang Tu or something.You don't like to watch, eat, or come, and I didn't force you... Why are you suppressing yourself? !

I went downstairs angrily, looked at the menu, and suddenly felt that I wanted to eat everything I saw.As a result, when I ordered, I was almost choked to death by the waiter, and many things were not served in the middle of the night. Although the service attitude was very good, I was quite dissatisfied with the lack of what I wanted to eat.Bad review!

Even so, when I put the plate on the dining table, Poker Bottle still showed a slightly surprised look.I sat down without saying a word, took out a milkshake and put it in front of him, took out a hamburger and put it in front of him, looked at it again, took out a box of chicken wings and put it in front of him, and then dusted it off. Raise your chin with your hand: "Brother, you can eat whatever you want."

Poker bottle looked at the food in front of him and then at me. After looking at it for a while, he stood up.I don't know what he's going for, is it too much to scare people away?I looked up at him suspiciously.Then he glanced at me and said, "I'm going to wash my hands."

It turned out to be washing hands... I suddenly remembered that my hands had been touching those dirty railings all night, so I quickly dropped the hamburger in my hand and said, "Wait! I'm going too!"

Poker-Face paused for a moment, then looked back at me, the surroundings, and the dining table, and let out a "hmm".I stood up and thought of nothing when I saw his movements. I took my backpack and followed him.

The washbasin was one tall and one short, and he got there first.Seeing that he was about to use the short children's pool with his butt pouted, I quickly put the backpack aside, grabbed him, pulled him higher to the side, and helped him press the faucet, and said, "It's just the two of us, let's go again. No one is waiting, no rush."

Poker bottle took a look at me in the mirror, then flushed his hands with the water I gave him.The box of hand sanitizer is on the wall to my left. He flicked the water on his hand to fill up the hand sanitizer. I wanted to save time and take advantage of this time to flush my hands. I bent down and pressed the faucet. The oil bottle didn’t go around behind me. Instead, he turned sideways, took a small step with his left leg, and stretched out his arms to press.In this way... His body is attached to my hip bone, not only that, I feel that his whole body is too close to me.So as soon as my hand was washed by the water, my body felt like an electric shock, I shook, and got out of the way.

Poker bottle paused for a moment as he pressed the hand sanitizer, glanced at me in the mirror, retracted his arms and body and stood back up, looking like he wanted to say something.I felt that I reacted too much, fearing that he would misunderstand and be embarrassed, so I quickly said, "It hurts when I touch it."

Poker bottle looked at my hip bone in the mirror and said, "I'm sorry."

Say what I'm sorry.Hearing these three words, I felt a little unexplained fire in my heart.Pretending to be calm, he pressed the hand sanitizer, rubbed his hands and said to the oily bottle in the mirror, "Brother, I didn't mean that, it's not my fault..."

"I know." Poker bottle shook his hand, interrupting my words.

My whole heart has become a strange-flavored bean, who will tell me, what the hell does this smell like?

After washing his hands, Poker Bottle stood by and waited for me, but this broken faucet only came out with a little water. The hand sanitizer was squeezed too much just now, and it couldn't be rinsed clean for a while, which was so frightening.I looked up to peek in the mirror to see if he was getting impatient, only to realize that he had been looking at me in the mirror.When I met my eyes, I hurriedly looked away, pressed the faucet twice, and didn't care whether it was flushed or not, I washed it twice symbolically, and said with a shake of my hand: "Let's go!"

Poker bottle walked in front of me, I don't know why, I looked at his back and suddenly felt sad, but I don't know where this sadness came from.The itching in his chest is the kind of itch that wants to dig out his heart and scratch it.I could feel that my brows were furrowed, I was at a loss, I didn't know how to deal with this sudden emotion, it seemed to be an emotion with a strong premonition.How can I eat like this... I have to hold it down.I was thinking about it, but a rather vulgar scene happened - one head hit a telegraph pole... a bullshit telegraph pole, one head hit a boring oil bottle!What the hell is going on when you stop walking suddenly?Thanks for helping me spoil my mood.

Poker bottle didn't seem to expect that I would bump into him at all, so he rushed forward half a step.I quickly raised my head and stood up, took half a step back and said, "Why...why did it stop suddenly? I didn't notice..."

Poker bottle turned around, frowned too, looked at me, didn't he simply look at me, that kind of gaze seemed to see through me?I panicked for a moment and held my breath.As a result, he lowered his eyes again, pursed his lower lip, and when he raised his eyes to look at me again, the oppressive gaze faded away.

"Wu Xie, you didn't take your schoolbag."

I quickly looked at my hand and patted my back again.Immediately stood at attention, and subconsciously felt that the bag was lost, didn't I take it?Where did you put it?I broke out in a cold sweat, blinked my eyes and finally got enlightened - I forgot it on the sink!I patted my forehead and said: "Brother...you don't have to wait for me to eat first, I'll go back and get it."

As I get closer to the bathroom, my pace gets faster and faster.No one was there in the middle of the night, and of course the poor backpack was still there. I didn't rush to take it, but buried my head and washed my face.As a result, when I looked up after washing, I realized that I don't know who the hell this person is in the mirror.His complexion was even uglier than after staying up all night, after all, he was just tired and dead, and the face in the mirror was worried, with brows that couldn't be loosened.I tried to make myself smile, and it turned out to be uglier than crying.

Fast food restaurants don’t provide paper towels, and I don’t want to use the toilet paper in the bathroom to wipe my face. After searching in my schoolbag, I found the napkins I bought for the last four yuan in the black glasses meal card of the stuffy oil bottle.I looked at it and wanted to tickle my heart again.The small white towel was already dry. I rinsed it under the tap, wrung it dry, and spread it on my face. I could still smell the fragrance from before.After wiping and wiping, he smiled wryly again. At that time, he wanted to keep wiping the table, but in the end he was wiping his own sad face.

After walking back a few steps, he saw Poker Fase sitting there alone from a distance, not eating or moving, just looking down at the things on the table.Why do you always make yourself look so... so lonely... I stopped where I was, took a deep breath, let it out, and walked towards him.He seemed to hear the voice and looked up at me.I immediately scratched my head as if I had entered the actor mode, and smiled at him: "Fortunately, there is no one at night, and the schoolbag is here. Brother, why don't you eat? It's cold, I didn't mean you don't have to wait for me."

He shook his head and said, "Waiting for you to eat together."

I couldn't laugh anymore, so I quickly lowered my head, pretending to look at the things on the dinner plate.Sitting across from him, he aimed at a box of chicken nuggets. After opening it, he pushed it towards him, then rummaged through the sauce box, and said, "I don't know if you like sweet and sour sauce or hot sauce, just both. I want it." I said as I tore open the two boxes of sauce, put them one by one next to the chicken nugget box, neatly stacked, and then looked up at him.

Poker bottle didn't look at the sauce, but looked at me: "Anything is fine." After speaking, he reached for a piece, dipped it in sweet and sour sauce and took a bite, then dipped it in hot sauce and took another bite.I squinted my eyes and smiled at him, suddenly felt very empty in my stomach, so I picked up the burger. "I'm really hungry, so I don't care about you, just eat first."

"Hmm." Poker Bottle nodded.

The burgers sold at night may have been pre-cooked for too long, and the texture and taste are too bad.Even so, I finished it right away.There are two pairs of chicken wings in each box. I bought two boxes, and I ate each one very carefully. The remaining chicken bones were clean.Today Pokerfing seems to be eating pretty fast, not much slower than me, and even ate the whole box of chicken nuggets while I was eating hamburgers, and I didn't eat a single piece.When I ate chicken wings, he ate hamburgers. When I finished eating chicken wings, he not only ate the hamburgers, but also solved half a box of French fries... so that I really didn't eat enough, and finally looked at the untouched box in front of him. He looked up at him, wanting to ask him if he was ready to eat.Poker-Face looked at me, and put his hand on the box of chicken wings. I thought he understood what I meant and wanted to push it to me, but unexpectedly, he pulled the box of chicken wings in front of him again, and took out a box of chicken wings. The roots ate by themselves.

"..." I still bought less, except for half a box of French fries, there was only milkshake left on the plate.Quite dissatisfied, but I can't compete with him, so I can only suck the milkshake through the straw.

It was already a little bit late when I came out of the fast food restaurant, and it was so late.There were only three cars including his in the parking lot, and the administrators were off duty, which saved a lot of parking fees... Poker bottle pressed the car key, the lights flickered a few times, and the headlights came on.I got into the car, remembering to fasten my seat belt this time.The oil bottle was on fire, and the radio rang with a rustling sound. He reached out to turn it off, and began to reverse the car slowly, onto the road.

I want to ask him, is it okay to go back so late, but I feel that this question should not be asked.Then, we were quiet as in a dream.Soon I passed by the place where I was stopped by Poker Bottle when I took a taxi that day.I tilted my head and looked, and there seemed to be another me and him standing there, and I could "see" the complete scene of that day from the perspective of a bystander.One after another street lamps backed away from me, and the place names displayed on the street signs told me that I was getting closer and closer to home, but I didn't know whether I should be grateful for the smooth road conditions in the middle of the night.

The market outside the community was quiet today without the rain. It was still very lively at this time, and there were people in front of every food stall.There are a few girls on the side of the spicy skewers, dressed and looking like students from a nearby university, and there are a few shirtless rough guys drinking beer sitting on the side of the skewers.

Through the window, it's like another world outside the window, a world that has nothing to do with me, and I can't even hear the sound clearly.The uncle who was sitting facing the road touched his beer belly and raised his eyes to meet mine.In just a moment, he looked at the dinner plate on the table again, picked up a bunch of big fat kidneys, took a bite, drank a bottle of Yanjing beer, laughed, and said something to the person whose back was facing us .

Everyone has their own life, even if there is a small intersection, it is just passing by after all.In the end, I still don't know you, and you don't know me, and each goes back to his own life.