hold a cigarette

01 Limo

It was raining hard outside and the church across the street was on fire.

Even the torrential rain could not save the church, and everyone turned their eyes in that direction.

In the bar, the old songs were still going on, and the female singer on the stage wore a well-tailored cheongsam and sang "the rose is the most charming" coquettishly.

When I turned around, I saw that person was still sitting at the bar, his long black hair was rolled up, and he was also wearing a tailor-made high-cut cheongsam, with fair and slender legs showing from the side.

I have to admit, he is very attractive and charming, reminds me of Maggie Cheung in "In the Mood for Love".

I said it was "he", because this charming bar guest in a cheongsam is actually a man, and it was not because of his appearance that I saw through him, but because I knew him from the beginning.

Jin Shengyang, who just celebrated his thirtieth birthday five days ago, works in marketing in a high-end office building in the CBD, was promoted to be a department manager not long ago, usually unsmiling, and has a very fixed style of dressing - dark shirt and trousers.

In the company, all the colleagues who have some contact with Jin Shengyang will be afraid of him to some extent. This person has a flexible mind and a particularly sharp tongue. He rarely leaves room for others when he speaks and does things. Scold and cry a person, regardless of gender.

I know this because this person named Jin Shengyang is my immediate superior. No one would have thought that when I come to a bar on a weekend, it is still this retro-style bar, and I will meet my boss, and that person Changing her usual appearance, she actually wore women's clothing.

Women's clothing, a close-fitting cheongsam.

I finish my third drink of the night and get up to go to the bathroom.

When I saw Jin Shengyang walk into the bar before, I immediately noticed him, but I didn't recognize him at that time, I was just attracted by an outstanding woman instinctively.

When I say attraction, I don't mean to imply it, but simply to look at this tall and graceful woman.

Purely out of appreciation for beauty.

I don't love women, they are beautiful, but not my orientation.

I just watched, wondering how such a woman could really appear in this era.

Immediately afterwards, "she" sat at the bar not far from me, pointing her slender fingers casually, and the bartender immediately nodded to express her understanding.

It seems that "she" is a regular visitor here.

Many people noticed "her", and before I recognized this beauty as my boss, this person had rejected three men who had approached me in the past.

As a bystander on the edge, I just watched secretly.

A man ordered wine for "her", and "she" took a sip, but when the other party sat next to "her", he took out a hundred-yuan bill from his small bag and stuffed it into the other party's pocket, and then took the wine left.

Just such a turning around, I suddenly found that the expression between the eyebrows and eyes of this amazing and charming woman made me feel very familiar.

It wasn't until the fire started to burn outside that I finally remembered who "she" was like.

To be precise, I'm sure this person is Jin Shengyang.

It's not just his demeanor that confirms this, but the tattoos on his lower legs.

About that tattoo was an accidental discovery. One time in the company tea room, I accidentally spilled hot water on his pants. He bent down and rolled up his trousers, and I saw it at a glance.

Jin Shengyang never wears shorts, and even in hot summer, he wears shirts and trousers. I don’t know if anyone else knows this tattoo on his body, but I have already discovered him.

I remember the pattern of the tattoo at a glance, and I am deeply impressed.

The back of a woman, she is looking in the mirror, but the mirror reflects the image of a male skeleton.

Later, I was smoking downstairs after get off work. I couldn’t find a lighter for a long time. I just met him and borrowed a lighter. Only then did I find out that his tattoo was the pattern on the lighter.

At that time, I thought that Jin Shengyang, who looked like an iceberg, was such a secondary school student, and he even played with skulls, but now that he thinks about it carefully, this pattern has a special meaning.

When I came back from the bathroom, Jin Shengyang had already left, and I sat back by the window again, and found that he was standing on the side of the road with his back to me, facing the direction of the fire, but his back was immersed in the night.

I couldn't hold back and laughed.

Not laughing at anything else, but thinking that he must have put in a lot of effort to come out like this.

Do you want a custom cheongsam?

The bumpy figure must have also taken a lot of thought.

I'm on my fourth glass of wine.

The fire in the opposite church was finally extinguished gradually, and the heavy rain had stopped.

Jin Shengyang closed his umbrella, opened his pouch and took out a cigarette.

He turned around, sideways to me, and I just looked at him through the glass window.

He lit a cigarette skillfully, and that lighter was exactly what I had ever seen.

The street was wet after the rain, and he stood there exhaling a puff of smoke, raised his hand unexpectedly to grab it, and then watched it dissipate.

What is this for?

I sat there and watched him leave, thinking that tomorrow, Monday, going to work would be like a punishment, and I even looked forward to it.