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Diary of love rat (1)

Previously: love rat's Diary (9)

Before the barbecue stall, the charcoal fire was burning before, and the fireworks were slightly drunk, which blurred people's eyes. On the side, there were signs full of all kinds of meat, seafood and vegetables, and the boss was a middle-aged man in his 4 s with unkempt hair, but he looked very energetic. His lean and white face outlined a distinct outline. His eyes are shining like stars in the dark, and he is like a work of art to be shaped. In this street, the boss is first-class and everyone likes his barbecue to celebrate his field.

that night, as soon as I went downstairs, I bumped into Brother Hao. Maybe he had an affair again today, or maybe he looked out my heart to comfort me. He offered to invite me to have supper, but I simply didn't refuse.

We sat opposite each other. There were five or six unopened bottles of beer and mutton kebabs just served on the small square table, but I was addicted to alcohol, which was really a good thing. For thousands of years, people have been arguing about this wine. There are praises: wine helps heroes. There is a sin: drink too much and spoil the broth. Praise advocates it, evil forbids it, Jia brews it, and benefits it. I never thought that one day I would treat wine as a treasure. I thought it was hard to talk, and I drank the wine all the time. Finally, Brother Hao spoke first. "Look at you today. What happened?"

"I broke up with my girlfriend." I sighed, spit out a few words, and grunted and drank two gulps of wine.

"Come on, come on, don't drink alone. Come on, let's go." He clinked glasses with me holding a wine bottle, laughing and saying, "Hey, with which girlfriend?"

"Who else, Xiao Ya?" Listening to him say this, it seems to be setting a trap for me. I remember telling him about Xi Yu last time, and I made him hear my drunken nonsense. I was suddenly embarrassed, but my face was not as thin as before, and I still turned my eyes in a serious way. "I'm just a girlfriend. You think I'm you, flirting everywhere and having a lot of wives."

He gave a meaningful "Oh" and deliberately prolonged his voice. "Don't say that there is nothing wrong with more choices, especially for women. Who hates more spare tires, right? Seeing that your conditions are not bad, I can get through with you once and for all. Take it easy. I promise there will be no shortage of women in the future. Besides, do you think that everyone is as infatuated as you are now? Seriously, falling in love is all for fun now. If you are serious, you will lose. Is it worth it if you don't wait for someone who has lived all your life? Hey, tell me, what happened to Fang Xiyu last time? " He seems to be deliberately teasing me, and seems to be deliberately avoiding my breakup.

"According to your last method, the progress is not bad." I'm still a little happy to think of this, and I propose a toast to Hao Ge, but the shadow of Xiao Ya always lingers in my mind. When I think of a knife in my heart, "But I still can't let her go. After all, it's been two years."

the atmosphere that had improved slightly froze in an instant. "Drink and drink." Brother Hao no longer has a smile on his face. He seems to have suddenly thought of something, but he is awkward. Seeing that he was absent-minded, he turned his head away. The neon lights on the side of the road were dim and the air was dense. The traffic on the side of the road gradually became scarce, which made it more chilly.

In the face of the delicious food on the table, it's dull and unmoved. It's just crazy to pour yourself, just like the hysteria of the last carnival in life, regardless of the consequences, nothing in the future can speak of. I don't care whether I'm sad or more sad. I only believe that wine is the best panacea at this time. I don't care if I keep drinking, even if I'm unconscious and throw up a thousand miles. As long as I can get through today, tomorrow will come sooner or later, and then maybe I can be less uncomfortable.

writing/letting the creeping weeds drown the road

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