sanguine and depressive

The car finally drove out from the backyard. On the quiet path, Wei Chengyu asked, "Do you want to go home now?"

I heard what he meant: "What do you think?"

"Now that we are all adults." He turned the steering wheel, "Let's do something that only adults can do!"

My thoughts were not very decent, and my heart was in a turmoil, but I didn't show it until he pulled over to the side of the road.Across the road was the bar I had seen before. This time there was only a glowing sign at the door, and no one was standing and smoking.

"Are you allergic to alcohol?" he asked.

"...No allergies." My heart calmed down again, "But what should I do if I drink and drive?"

He said: "It's okay, anyway, this place is so close to your home, I can take you back if you're really drunk."

I followed him into the bar. There was no DJ or dance floor as I imagined. Dice games, or humans with ecstatic eyes and loud voices.Under the dim light, the bartender at the bar is mixing drinks, and blues music is playing on the stereo.

We sat down in the vacant seats, and the waiter handed over the drink list. When we opened it, the first page said special, which seemed to be the special tune of the bar. Agave Kiss" with the recipe written in fine print below.The second page wrote classic again, and I pointed to "Long Island Iced Tea": "So that's the name of the wine. I thought it was Long Island specialty iced tea."

Wei Chengyu laughed for a long time: "Doesn't Miriam Yang have a song, 'Bring me Long Island iced tea for half a night's sleep'." He said, "How can I sleep soundly with iced black tea?"

I looked up at him: "Why do you seem very old-fashioned?"

"It's okay." He raised his airs, called the waiter, first ordered himself a Tequila Sunrise, and then asked me what I wanted to drink, and I ordered Long Island Iced Tea.

When the waiter took away the drink list, he reminded: "'Long Island Iced Tea' is made with vodka, gin, and tequila, and the alcohol content is relatively high."

"Does it look like we're in a bar for the first time?" I said when the person walked away.

"But it is indeed our first time here, and I have never been here before." Wei Chengyu took out his mobile phone and took a picture of me. I subconsciously blocked his camera with my palm, and he put it down and asked, "You won't really Never had a drink?"

"I am an adult today, this is called obeying the law."

He didn't believe it: "But during the Chinese New Year, when you have dinner with relatives, you will drink some yellow or beer."

"It's not every year to 'Celebrate' the New Year." I said, "If Mom and Dad are not at home, only Aunt Jiang and I are here, and we can just eat some wontons."

"Not having dinner with relatives?"

"I haven't been in touch with relatives since my father's work went well."

"What about the New Year's money?"

"No."

"Then what do you do during Chinese New Year?"

"...Just like usual, do your winter homework and sleep. Sometimes I will watch the Spring Festival Gala with Aunt Jiang on New Year's Eve." I said, "After I go to high school, I can still watch you set off fireworks."

He didn't speak for a long time, until two glasses of wine were served, and he drank half of his glass in one breath: "How does it feel sweet." Such a barren description.

There are lemon slices and a mint leaf in the Long Island iced tea, and the wall of the cup is covered with white water vapor, which looks like a black tea drink with ice cubes.I took two sips through the straw, and suddenly understood the barrenness of his words: "It's delicious, but I can't say much."

Wei Chengyu smiled inexplicably again: "Do you know that sometimes what I say is very funny." Then he pushed his tequila over.I tasted it, and it was a bit astringent in comparison, and I really couldn't describe it, so I said, "My cup is better."

We sat together, watched the bartender mix many glasses of wine, watched and drank, no one said anything, after drinking, Wei Chengyu asked: "How do you feel?"

"What am I supposed to feel?"

"Oh, I'm a little dizzy." After he finished speaking, he grabbed my hand, let me spread it out, and then drew a few strokes on it with his fingers.

I felt a little itchy, curled up my hands, and thought his behavior was unbelievable: "What are you doing?"

"I drew a penguin on your hand, you're welcome." He looked back at me and said.

"Are you drunk..." I hesitated.

"It's funny." The man said, "It's just such a glass of wine that tastes like a drink, how could it be possible to get drunk immediately."

Wei Chengyu beckoned to the waiter again, and we each ordered another special drink.When the wine was served, he suggested: "Let's play a game. If you lose, you can kiss me, and if I lose, I can kiss you."

I looked around: "... the public, it's not good." I said, "And is there any essential difference between losing and winning?"

"There is no difference." He replied openly, "It's just that I want to kiss you."

Just as I was about to reply, the special drink was served, and Wei Chengyu immediately raised his glass.I held his wrist and advised, "Drink more slowly." He said yes, and took a small sip, but he didn't stop in the middle, and drank it all in one go.

Then he commented: "Personally, I think it's better to drink just now... Hey, I forgot to give you a taste, so I can only smell it for you."

He held the empty glass up to my nose, and I dodged it, took the glass and put it back on the table, he seemed upset.

"I don't kiss, I don't even smell it." The tone was very serious, "Isn't this inappropriate?"

While no one else was paying attention, I quickly kissed him on the cheek: "Is it all right?"

"Acceptable." He nodded, then leaned back on the chair, and stood up again after two seconds, "This crystal lamp is a bit dazzling." He said that he was good at covering my eyes, "Don't look, really A little glaring, dizzy."

I held the hand he extended, and Wei Chengyu and I looked at each other with very clear and sincere eyes.

I'm pretty sure: "You're really drunk."

"I'm not drunk." He retorted bluntly, "Today is your birthday, I made fondant cake in the afternoon, bought sunflowers, and even had a blow-up. Am I handsome?"

"...Well, pretty handsome."

He was very satisfied: "I knew you liked it. Then you can kiss me again."

I kissed him again, took two sips of the untouched wine, and stood up: "Let's go." While the situation was still under control.

When I walked out of the bar, the cold wind blew, and even I was a little dizzy, as if I had become more courageous. I took his hand and walked along the deserted path, stepping on the thick sycamore leaves all the way.The drunkard's hand was very hot, and he held mine tightly. After walking two steps, he suddenly stopped in place.

I tried to move on, tugged at his hand, but couldn't move it, as if I was walking a Shiba Inu, it suddenly stuck its neck and couldn't go away.

I asked, "What's the matter?" Although alcoholics are not very obedient, I have a lot of patience.

He didn't answer, he took two steps suddenly, hugged me from behind, and buried his face on my neck.

After a while, he said sullenly, "Baby."

I was taken aback: "...are you calling me?"

He seemed puzzled: "Otherwise?... Isn't it?"

I immediately responded happily: "Yes!" Maybe I was drunk too.

The drunkard raised his head, held my face and rubbed it briefly: "You are so painful." He even spoke with a big tongue.

He put one arm on my shoulder, and his whole body was half hung on my body, and I slowly moved forward with the weight on my shoulders.Today is sunny and the moon is bright. "The court is like stagnant water and the sky is clear"... Oh, it turns out that's the case.But it won't be today anymore. It's a pity that every day can't be November [-]th.But it can't be every day, the threshold of happiness will increase, and people will become more greedy.

A gust of wind blew by, my logical thinking was confused by what he said, and I also wanted to say some nonsense, nonsensical words, and finally only spit out a complaint: "But no one loves me!"

"Ah... isn't there me, one is worth two." He started talking nonsense again, "Hey, let's play idiom Solitaire, let me say it first. One is worth two, will you answer?"

I thought about it all the way, but I couldn't think of an idiom that I could pick up, and finally got home.Standing at the door for a long time without touching the key, I could only ring the doorbell. After 5 minutes, the door opened, revealing Aunt Jiang's face, a little tired: "I was scared to death. I wonder why the doorbell rang in the middle of the night."

The person next to me had already lowered his head and stopped talking, but suddenly he came back and said, "Good evening, sorry to bother you."

"It's all right..." Aunt Jiang let us in sideways and pointed at him, "Drunk? Do you want me to help?"

"No, I'll do it." I declined Aunt Jiang's assistance, and helped him all the way from downstairs to the bedroom.

I took off his coat, and then aggressively walked to the bathroom, looking for a towel to wipe his face.There are rare times when I take care of him.When he returned to the bedroom, Wei Chengyu had already fallen asleep, lying unconscious on the bed, like a polar bear suffering from heat stroke.

I covered his face with a hot towel, wiped it off, then knelt beside him and looked at him quietly, kissed his face a few times, squeezed his nose, cheeks and lips, and kissed him a few more times.Like a beggar who is about to die of starvation, he picks up a purple gold bowl for nothing on the roadside, and he can also continuously turn out white rice. He didn't dare to show off on the market, he was afraid of being asked to go back one day, and also afraid that there would be no white rice suddenly.So the idea of ​​telling the world and showing off also dissipated.

Somebody call me baby!I thought about it a few times, although it was a bit nasty, and I don't know if he will admit it or not when he wakes up tomorrow, but I can remember it... Sigh, why do drunk people say everything!

Drowsy came flooding back, I climbed into bed, turned off the lamp, and cuddled up to my transparent polar bear.

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