The moment her hand reached my arm, I immediately felt the muscles in my arm become tense.
I think we can be extravagant when we eat together, but there is no need to be so grand.
In fact, the taste of hotpot mutton is just like that. As Director Leng said that day, northern food is northern food after all, and it is far less delicate and delicious than our southern food.
But I think the charcoal fire in this copper pot is very good. It is steaming and makes people feel warm all over. Maybe this is the effect needed for mutton-shabu-shabu.
After a while, I started to sweat profusely, and my whole body felt warm and comfortable. Of course, Erguotou also played a role in this.
Mu Jiao looked at me and smiled: "Uncle Feng, you are actually sweating? Hehe!"
I said: "Maybe it was too cold and I had a slight cold. It's gone now. I've been sweating all over and I feel comfortable now."
She smiled and said to me: "Uncle Feng, you should thank me. If you don't come out to eat this meal today, you might really catch a cold."
I raised my glass to her and said with a smile, "Then I'll thank you."
She looked at me, with a kind of charm unique to beautiful women in her eyes, and found that the look in her eyes at this moment was very similar to the look in her mother's eyes when she looked at me. She said, "Uncle Feng, do you know? I
I hate myself for being a woman."
Her words came out of nowhere, and I was immediately stunned, "Why? You are so beautiful, I don't know how many girls envy you."
She sighed and said: "Women are always weak. I was drunk yesterday, but in the middle of the night I was woken up by dysmenorrhea. My lower abdomen hurt, as if thousands of knots were entangled together, and the pain kept rolling out.
.I curled up, other parts of my body seemed to be shrinking, and pain became all the signs of my body. But I could only endure it, so I put my hand on my lower abdomen, as if holding the painful place, as if caring for it, like this
It can relieve colic. This kind of pain occurs once every twenty-five days. In the past, my dysmenorrhea was not so severe, but in the past two years it has become more and more severe, to the point where I can’t do it without taking medicine. If I went to class that day, I
I couldn't even sit still. I just lay on the bed and heard the wind outside. The wind at night made me feel like it was very cold outside. My body was churning like a river and the sea, and it hurt so much that I couldn't sleep. I knew I should take medicine.
, but I forgot to take it out yesterday. I had no choice but to curl up my body, but the pain in my lower abdomen seemed to be a source of pain that sent it to the whole body. I curled up my body, and it seemed that the more I curled up, the more I curled up.
It can alleviate this extreme discomfort. I think men don’t have to suffer from this pain. Last night I thought again, it’s great to be a man.”
Of course I know the pain of women's dysmenorrhea, because I used to see patients like that almost every day when I was in the hospital, and the patients with the most severe menstrual cramps would even think of committing suicide.
I said: "Mujiao, this is determined by women's physiological functions. This is the natural reaction of many women during ovulation. As you said, it can be relieved by taking medicine. Most women are like this. I will try again with you in the future.
It will get better after getting married."
But she shook her head and said: "It's just a physical problem. In fact, I pity my parents because they gave birth to a daughter like me. Now something big has happened to the family, but I can't help at all."
What are they? If I were a man, I wouldn't be like this. I would immediately work hard to earn a lot of money so that my mother could live as before, and I would do everything possible to get my father out of prison as soon as possible. But me, I
But I can’t do anything. Alas!”
I said to her softly: "Mujiao, God created men and women in this world. We come into this world, whether we are men or women, it is actually just an accident. But our lives are very precious.
Yes, because our appearance in this world is a very, very accidental thing, and our life is only once. Therefore, I think you should see the positive side of our lives, and never go for such a thing.
Troubles. Things about your parents... Mujiao, let me tell you this, in fact, this is also a kind of life, because none of us knows what kind of situation will happen in our future, but I believe
Cause and effect. Oh, don’t get me wrong, I’m not talking about the so-called karma and retribution preached by Buddhism, but what we have done now and certain results may appear in the future based on logic and the development trend of things. So.
, I think any one of us should bear all the consequences that everything we do now may have in the future. There are some things that are of no use in escaping. The only thing we need to do is to try to act within the scope of the law. This is
It is the best way to avoid future tragedies in life. Mujiao, do you think what I said is right?"
She shook her head and then said: "I understand this truth, but is it really like this in reality? There are so many people who are corrupt and bribery, especially those who are high-ranking officials sitting on the rostrum. Who among them embezzles less money?
It’s just that they have someone to protect them. Even if something happens to some of them, it’s mostly because of political reasons. Although I’m still a student, I know many things.”
I suddenly didn’t know what to say, because I knew what she said was right. (.om pure text)
When she saw that I was silent, she immediately came to toast my drink, "Uncle Feng, let's not talk about this anymore. Come on, I'll toast you. Thank you Uncle Feng for taking me out to play today."
I smiled bitterly and said, "You took me out to play, okay? And you also acted as my tour guide. I respect you."
She smiled and said to me, "Let's respect each other." Then she smiled sweetly at me, "Uncle Feng, do you think I'm too young, that's why you don't like me? I know you are single now, and you and I
What am I afraid of being together?”[
At this moment, our bottle of wine was almost finished. When I heard her asking me this question, I immediately felt that she was already drunk, "Mujiao, don't say that. Didn't you call me Uncle Feng?"
?”
She drank the wine immediately, then pursed her lips and said to me: "You are not my biological uncle. I feel like I am used to calling you this. Uncle Feng, in fact, I can see that you still like me very much, because
I think I'm pretty pretty. Is it mainly because of my mother that you are so restrained in front of me? Also, my matter is too big and you don't dare to agree to it all at once. Is that right?"
I hurriedly said to her: "Mujiao, you drank too much."
She said: "I didn't drink too much. I spoke from my heart. Uncle Feng, you are older than me, but I think you actually have something on your mind just like me, but you don't want to say it out. And
It’s just that you are too good at disguising yourself.”
I immediately laughed and said, "What you said is quite right. But I feel that one's own affairs should be kept in one's own heart, because there are some things that are useless to others. As the saying goes, it is better to ask for others than to ask for yourself.
.Do you think so? Also, it is not a bad thing for a person to learn to disguise himself. This is actually the nature of animals. Because only by disguising yourself can you be less hurt. Do you think so?"
She sighed and said, "In the end, it's better for you to be men."
I said: "This has nothing to do with gender, right? By the way, you mentioned the issue of making money earlier. In fact, it is not easy for anyone, whether a man or a woman, to make money. So Mujiao, I think
The most important thing for you now is to study hard. Only when everything is well with you, will your parents feel relieved and feel hope. I hope you must understand this."
She shook her head and said: "No, I have to help my father get out of there as soon as possible. Uncle Feng, I hope you will reconsider the proposal I gave you today. What you said about medical parole, commutation of sentence, etc. are too slow. I
I don’t want to wait. Yes, you said this matter is risky. I know that I can do what you said and hire a lawyer to handle the matter. But I need money now, one million. But I can’t afford it.
When money comes, I only have my own body. I think I am worth more than those girls in the countryside, right? If I were to be the lover of a rich man in a place like Beijing, they would definitely be willing to give me one million.
Yes, I am completely confident about this. But I don’t want to go looking for those old men with big bellies. Uncle Feng, I think you are a good person, at least you are not that old, and I like your appearance. More importantly,
You look very clean. Uncle Feng, don't think I'm mean. I'm really still a ****. I really want my dad to get out of there as soon as possible. You said you would lend me money, but I want to
It's one million yuan. When can I pay it back? Even if I work from now on, my monthly salary will only be three or four thousand yuan, right? In a year, it will be less than fifty thousand yuan, no.
It will take twenty years without food or drink! Uncle Feng, just help me, okay?"
I immediately regretted it: I had known I would not have gone out with her today. Why is she still thinking like that? Besides, when I told her that I was willing to lend her money, it didn't mean that I would lend her one million.
?I’m just talking about attorney fees.
How could I agree to her request? But I couldn't refuse her immediately. This was a public place, and I was worried that she would cause some trouble if she got too excited. So, I could only stay silent.
She looked very excited. After she said those words, she immediately picked up the wine bottle and poured herself some wine, but she found that the bottle was empty. She came to look at me and said, "Uncle Feng, you can
Think again, think again. I’m not in a hurry to rush you. We’ve finished the wine, how about we get another bottle?”
I said: "Stop drinking."
But she was still looking at me, "But what if I want to drink?"
I sighed: "Then drink less. Don't get drunk."
I found that the current situation was simply the opposite: I was actually afraid of her. In fact, I just thought that maybe the best way to resolve this matter was to tell Jordan immediately. But I didn't dare.
The waiter brought another bottle of wine.
Mujiao poured it for me and herself, and then she raised her glass to me, "Uncle Feng, I respect you."
I didn't say anything, and drank it immediately after taking the cup. At this moment, I was thinking: This matter is so-called, as long as I don't agree to her request. But I always feel a little strange in my heart: Why did she
Would you do this? Is it just out of filial piety?
I suddenly remembered a theory in psychology called death instinct.
Freud believed that people have two instincts: life instinct and death instinct. The former refers to all instincts that make life continue and move in a better direction. The latter refers to all instincts that destroy life and destroy life, both external and internal.
There are two internal parts: external such as attack, hatred, war, etc., and internal such as self-blame, guilt, suicide, etc. The death instinct is unique to human beings. Under normal circumstances, this death instinct of people is in the subconscious, but when a person's
When the psychological state is imbalanced, the death instinct will emerge, even very intensely.
Freud believed that the death instinct leads people to death, because that is where true peace can be found. Only in death, the final resting area, can individuals hope to completely relieve tension and struggle.
This is actually a self-destructive impulse. Most of us are suppressed by the life instinct, so this self-destructive impulse weakens or changes its direction. But when the life instinct loses this
When the person is strong, the death instinct may manifest itself through suicide.
The life instinct can force the death instinct to be disguised in various forms. For example, when a person has a desire to self-destruct, then the person will be unable to resist and will have to commit suicide. Or, the person will
Become an abused person, and then feel the physical and mental pain alone. Of course, this person may also direct all his "destructive energy" to the outside world, thereby becoming an aggressive or sadistic person, or even
He might also become a murderer.
Under the same pressure, most people may become addicted to alcohol or drugs, or may become prone to accidents. Even a person cannot persist in working. It is said that the habit of biting nails is one of the milder ones.
The most common manifestation of a person's death instinct is to torture oneself to make one forget the inner sense of failure or frustration. Especially when a person encounters huge difficulties and cannot extricate himself, it is often easy to destroy himself.
Try to solve the difficulties in front of you.
Of course, such subconsciousness is something a person does not know, because when a person encounters such a situation, he will feel that he should do it this way, and he will stubbornly believe that this is the only effective way for him at present.
I think Mu Jiao is in such a situation at the moment.
It is said that a person is prone to the urge to die under such circumstances:
#When overlooking the beautiful scenery from a high-rise building with more than 20 floors. #When watching the ebb and flow of the sea at the horizon. #With a sharp knife in hand. #Standing on the bridge and looking down at the rolling flow
When crossing the river. #Standing on the side of the road and watching the endless traffic. #Hold your breath and sinking at the bottom of the swimming pool. #couples making #love. #When facing a table of delicious food. #在precipitous
When looking around from the top of the mountain. #When the car is speeding on the highway and people are in the car.
#When encountering difficulties that cannot be overcome...
In fact, we can also find the death instinct that they once had in the performances of some historical figures we know. For example, King Gou Jian of Yue suffered from daring while sleeping on the fuel. People throughout the ages always like to understand and praise his behavior from an inspirational perspective.
.In fact, it is not the case. From a psychological point of view, he is an act of torturing himself. By torturing himself in that way, he transfers the "destructive energy" deep in his heart, thus strengthening his inner self.
desire for revenge.
There is also Han Xin when the Chu and Han Dynasties were fighting for supremacy. The story of Han Xin being humiliated under the crotch has always been praised by the world as a person who endures humiliation and has lofty ideals, but I still think that is not the case. From a psychological point of view, he still reflects it
It is the death instinct deep in his heart, which is one of the ways of self-destruction.
You know, at that time Han Xin was in such a down and out state that he had trouble even eating. When the butcher asked him to crawl under his crotch, he could have run away, but he didn't. Instead, he really ran away from the butcher.
He got under his crotch. Why? He hoped to torture himself and ruin himself in that way, so as to stimulate his inner desire to become famous and successful. In fact, Sister Feng appeared a few years later.
Isn’t this the case for people like this?
From this, I can analyze the deep-seated psychological reasons why Mu Jiao had such thoughts, and I completely believe that my analysis is correct. However, this makes me deeply worried. Because I know that once a person appears,
After having such a self-destructive death instinct, it is very likely that there will be more terrible consequences in the future, and that terrible consequence is revenge, which is almost cruel and inhumane revenge.
Gou Jian, the king of Yue, later launched a war against the state of Wu. Of course, it was Fu Chai who failed in the end. He lost because of his pride and arrogance. But what about Gou Jian, who became the hegemon after that? He was proud and tyrannical, and was defeated by his dictatorship.
He mercilessly killed Wenzhong who shared the same hardships with him, and Fan Li could only leave behind the words "You can share the hardships with us, but you can't share the joys" before running away in panic. Later, Gou Jian became the overlord, and later, he and his friends suffered hardships and hardships.
The story will last forever. But no one cares about Gou Jian's cruelty anymore, and no one analyzes that the root cause of his cruelty is the result of his self-destruction under the death instinct. Everything is just out of place.
History is like this, the winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. This kind of thing is still happening in our reality today.
There is also Han Xin. People all know that Han Xin is a military genius, and they all think that he died unjustly in the end, but few people know that he once had the story of "asking for directions and cutting down the woodcutter"
When Han Xin fled from the Chu State to join Liu Bang, he killed the reporting officer and five sergeants. He thought: If the local government knew that I had killed the officers and soldiers, they would definitely chase me from this road. So he turned around the mountain pass and walked out of the remote village.
Take the road to the southwest.
It didn't take long for him to arrive at a place where he saw mountains on both sides, with only a small road in the middle. The mountain stream was gurgling, the waves were sound, and the bank was cut off by a foot, which was very dangerous. Han Xin could not gallop here, so he had to rein in his horse.
He was walking slowly, but he didn't know how to get to Chencang Ferry. While hesitating, he saw a woodcutter coming round the hillside. Han Xin stepped forward and asked: Woodcutter, which way can go to Chencang? That woodcutter
Putting down the load of firewood, he pointed to the mountain road with his finger: "This way, we bypass this hill, but it is a small pine forest; after passing this forest, there is a rocky beach below, and there is a stone bridge. After crossing the bridge, we are in the Emei Mountains."
....After Hanxi, we will reach Nanzheng. Generals should not travel at night for fear of big insects. The woodcutter told him the mountain path, and Han Xin took out the geographical map and checked them one by one. He found that everything was correct, so he thanked the woodcutter and rode his horse.
As they walked, the woodcutter picked up a load of firewood and was about to go down the hillside, but Han Xin secretly thought: If the pursuers know that I have killed the sergeant, they will definitely come from this road. When they reach this fork in the road, if they encounter this woodcutter,
Husband, I told him this is a small road, but I came from here, and my horse was tired, so I was caught by him. It would have been better to kill the woodcutter, and if the army and horses came, they would only drive from the stack road, and never know that there is such a road.
Han Xin came back to the horse and called the woodcutter. The woodcutter thought she was going to ask about the route again, so he turned back and was waiting to ask, but Xin grabbed her hair, killed her with a sword, and dragged her to the valley.
Next, bury it with soil...
Also, after Han Xin made great achievements, he actually blackmailed Liu Bang into making him king, so his murder was not entirely unjust.
His crazy behavior is difficult for later generations to understand. In fact, it is also the result of the fermentation of the death instinct.
Therefore, at this moment, I am particularly worried about Mu Jiao and her future. I suddenly feel conflicted: If I don't agree to her conditions, she will definitely take revenge on me in the future, because I didn't give her help when she thought she needed it most.
Help her. But what if I agree? She will also take revenge on me in the future, because I made her lose her first time.
Now I regret it very much: How could I mess with her?
At this moment, I felt that the mutton in my mouth had no taste at all, and even the white wine I drank gave me a light and watery feeling. I said: "Mujiao, let me think about it. But I will not blaspheme you, let alone
I won’t invade you. Let me think about it and see if there is any other way. Give me some time, okay?”
She looked at me with tears of gratitude in her eyes, "Uncle Feng, thank you. I am a girl and can't do anything. But I can't find anyone else to help me. Uncle Feng, I thank you, as long as
If you can help me handle this matter well, I will definitely thank you very much, and I can do whatever you want me to do from now on."
I shook my head and sighed and said: "Mujiao, you said that women are born to be considered weak, but I don't think so, because there are many examples that show that women can strengthen themselves. In fact, you have a psychological shadow now.
, but I believe you can get out of the shadow. I think women are not weak, but should be strong. I remember a behaviorist said that the most painful thing in the world is the right hand holding a knife.
If you cut off your left hand, the pain level can reach 90%, and the behaviorist also said that the most painful thing in the world is when a woman gives birth to a child, and the danger and pain level reach 90%.
18. But why do many women tell their husbands they want another one after giving birth to one child? That’s because there is love! After doing such brave things, are women still weak? Women are really not weak,
Because they can use other things or feelings to replace the hurt part of themselves. However, in reality, we find that those women who have been hurt often and repeatedly do the same thing, that is, hurt themselves.
, reminding themselves that they have been hurt, and also telling everyone that they have been hurt, is like someone else throwing the knife that hurt them on the ground, but they themselves picked it up again, constantly thinking about it when they don't have it.
Pricking and pricking the healed wounds. In fact, both men and women have a fragile side. They are not always strong, but men and women express themselves in different ways. So, I think as a woman, first of all
We must learn to be tolerant, not only tolerating others but also tolerating ourselves. Women should be kind to themselves. In fact, sometimes loss can be a kind of beauty. I remember a story about an old man reading a newspaper on the deck of a ship.
As a result, his hat was blown into the sea by the wind, but he just took a quick look, and then continued to read his newspaper. When others asked him why, he said: Can I still jump into the sea?
Do you want to pick it back up? This story tells us: In fact, loss is also a kind of beauty, as long as you treat it with a peaceful mind. In a word, whether you are a man or a woman, if you defeat yourself, you will
Strong one, Mu Jiao, do you think so?"
She stopped talking. I looked at the second bottle of wine and saw that we had only drank less than half of it, and we had almost finished the food on the table. So I asked her: "Please order more food. No more drinking."
.Okay?"
She shook her head and said, "I'm full."
I looked at her and said, "Then, let's go back. You can stay in that room tonight."
But she immediately looked at me with a passionate look, "Uncle Feng, let's go to a disco bar. I think what you just said is right. Maybe I have been too nervous recently. Let's go and vent."
,relax for a moment."
My heart suddenly moved: It seems that my words had an effect. At least she already knew about her abnormal mental state. However, I still hesitated, "How does disco work?"
She smiled and answered me: "Drink crazily, dance crazily. You can howl loudly...hehe! If you don't want to do that, you can sit in the corner with a glass of wine and watch others go crazy."
I thought to myself: This is a good way to vent my inner frustration. So I nodded and said, "Okay." Then I saw the military uniform on her body, "But, your clothes..."
She smiled and said: "There is a disco bar not far from the hotel where you are staying. Let's go back first. I will take off my coat and walk over."
It was completely dark when we went out.
After returning to the hotel, Mujiao took off her military uniform, and she was still wearing the same military pants underneath the sweater. I walked out of the hotel with her, and then entered the night. Only then did I take off my down jacket and hand it to her.
He walked over and said, "Mu Jiao, please put it on. Don't catch a cold."
She didn't come to pick her up, but immediately snuggled into my arms, "Uncle Feng, wrap us up in this dress. Don't catch a cold either."
I hesitated and didn't move. She glanced at me and said, "Uncle Feng, why are you so afraid of me? Come on, I'm so cold."
I had no choice but to put the down jacket on my body, and then use the front skirt to wrap her into my arms. At this moment, I found that I suddenly had a desire surging inside my heart. Her body was so
Soft, and I also smelled a faint fragrance from her body that didn't sound like perfume. I had smelled this kind of smell on Ah Zhu's body before, and it was the unique fragrance of a virgin.
I immediately felt short of breath and my heartbeat was pounding. I have been with many women, but I have rarely been cuddled up and intimate with a beautiful young woman on the street like this. At this moment, our intimate contact was more intense than sharing the same bed.
Sleeping together is even more tempting.
We walked slowly, because such a snuggle wouldn't let us go too fast.
Therefore, although we could see the disco bar not far away after we came out of the hotel, it took us a long time to get there. At this moment, I actually had this thought in my heart: If we could always leave
It would be great if we could go down.
I know why I suddenly feel like this. It's because I have always been lacking one thing: love.
But, is this love? So I asked myself in my heart. However, I answered myself: How is it possible? This is too ridiculous!
We arrived at the entrance of the disco and entered.
After entering the disco bar, I immediately found myself swallowed up by the deafening sound. The neon lights inside were dressed in red and green, posing enchantingly, winking and flirting. The blurred lights, the cathartic dance, and the shaking heads.
.In a blue silver light, there are countless crowds of people, demons dancing wildly, swaying lights, and kissing swaying figures. I feel like I am floating in the air, teetering. My heart is folded with the wooden beauty next to me.
I couldn't catch the shadow, and I couldn't get out. Several rays stimulated the brain, causing the soul to explode, and the soul flew to another world composed of colorful curves. My body melted into the music, and I couldn't help but follow Mujiao.
, my footsteps jumped to the beat of the drum, and my heart was also excited to the beat.
People on the dance floor are very close to each other, and there is only a kind of confusion between them. People are dancing crazily and tirelessly. The lady leading the dance twists her snake-shaped waist crazily, which is reminiscent of
A piston movement that ignores its value. From time to time, j speaks foul language, stimulating the crazy crowd to become even more crazy. This is a collision of souls and desires, in which people have already lost their balance...
.
When the song ended and I returned to my seat from the dance floor, I felt very tired. My whole spine felt very sore from shaking for a long time. Mujiao called for foreign wine.
We drank wine and looked at the bustling bustle in front of us.
We were sitting on the railing on the second floor. Sitting here, we could overlook the performances and carnivals on the central disco platform below. When another powerful SO music sounded, the dance floor was already filled with young figures. They
He was twisting his body obsessively, shaking his head crazily, and dancing with great devotion to the rhythm of the music. It was as if he didn't care about himself at all.
The weird lights cut, deformed and melted the shaking people; J screamed into the microphone from time to time to increase the atmosphere; the lead dancer twisted her slim body and shook her shoulder-length hair vigorously. The whole hall was really boiling like a volcano erupting
Dry ice was placed in the pool from time to time, and the fog rolled in. You couldn't see each other's faces, let alone eyes. The music became more powerful, and people danced like crazy drunkenly. Although they couldn't make large movements at all, they were almost shoulder to shoulder.
This position reminds me of the boxes of French or Russian nobles often seen in movies watching movies in the theater. The view is the same clear and condescending, but now it feels more open and restrained. Mu Jiao and I couldn't help but go down to join them.
The carnival. The surrounding space was filled with music, and the strong rhythm enveloped me like a violent hurricane. I was involuntarily swept away by it, and it took me to an unknown place in the universe. My thoughts were
It can no longer exist continuously. From time to time, some flashes of thoughts fall to the ground like broken pieces, but they cannot be connected into a whole.
Indulging yourself may be part of human nature, or a tendency of human nature. However, indulgence and regret are often the main reasons for people's unhappiness and are the most critical factors leading to tragedy in life. But at this moment, I can no longer care about so much.
Because every cell in my body is filled with desires that need to be vented. Following the strong rhythm, I dance my body, as if I am the only one left in the world.
When I went to primitive tribes, I used body language to express the craziest, simplest, and most honest thoughts. This feeling of physical release really moved me.
"Tell me if you still want it?" J's magnetic voice sounded in the music.
"Yes!" the crazy crowd raised their arms, waved, and shouted, and there were several sharp whistles from time to time among the rhythmic clapping.
I tried shaking my head a few times, and the feeling of drowsiness became stronger and stronger, but there was an unexplained comfortable feeling in the drowsiness. The dizzy, white, and completely unconscious feeling quietly spread from my head to my whole body.
spread. But my thinking was still clear. I observed everyone around me clearly, wondering how I could reach such a crazy state. There were also people dancing their bodies crazily like me.
Mu Jiao caught my eye. Her empty eyes passed through the bustling crowd, staring at a place that maybe even she didn't know. Her body was bumped around by the twisting people, and she moved passively and unconsciously.
With.
There was a fat man sitting on the seat not far from her with his eyes closed and his big head swaying. His body was twisting back and forth on the high swivel chair to the rhythm of the music, looking very involved. There was a man with yellow hair in the pool.
The boy swayed his hips exaggeratedly towards a relatively innocent-looking girl, touching her sexy skin from time to time. Several girls passed by lightly, and they were wearing clothes that were out of season.
Some were wearing suspender tops and long skirts, and some were wearing sleeveless tops and miniskirts. With excited expressions on their faces, they twisted and walked through the narrow passage, with boys flashing in the dim space around them.
Blurred eyes. Everyone was busy with their own things, and no one noticed my searching eyes.
Then Mu Jiao and I returned to our seats again, and we started drinking. At this moment, we no longer had the same vigilance as before.
I found that listening to music in a disco bar is like looking for a shy girlfriend in a carnival crowd. You have to mobilize all your attention to carefully distinguish among the crowd. The songs in the disco bar can no longer be called songs.
In the high-volume and strong rhythm that is strong enough to suffocate a heart attack, the song has become the background, tempering the violent impulse with its essential gentleness. Then, I was immediately attracted by the touching lyrics and moving melody of the song.
I was overwhelmed, because I had heard this song, and it was very nice, and I could sing it, so I couldn’t help but start singing along with it.
However, my voice was as soft as the sound of a mosquito amidst the earth-shattering percussion music. Perhaps it was not even as good as the sound of a mosquito, because we heard the sound of mosquitoes only in the background of silence.
It was as loud as thunder, but here, even if I screamed at the top of my lungs, only a few people around me could hear me.
Mujiao was just like me. She was also singing, singing loudly. At this moment, I suddenly felt like my soul had been touched, resonated, and shaken, and it had already stayed in my heart.
The so here created a dreamlike and exciting scene for me, and at the same time gave me a stage to release the hidden carnival emotions in my heart. Against the black background, the colorful spotlights on the ceiling flowed deftly in the space and on the ground.
As I do, I weave changing patterns on the ground, including flower beds, starry skies, paintings, and dreams. It flows and changes, which fascinates me but I can't capture. It makes the dancer's body confusing in the eyes of the viewer, making it fascinating.
My eyes keep searching without end. The most irresistible thing is that they keep calling me with the magic of rhythm, calling my soul to join this carnival.
Perhaps, in the eyes of rational people, all this is very funny, and they will definitely think that all this can be controlled and stopped. But they don't know, maybe this is the feeling that the people who come here need, or else
With this kind of enthusiasm, as well as this kind of power and unrestrained freedom, all the worries and sorrows, work pressure and friends' incomprehension are all left behind at this moment, thinking about nothing, not thinking about anything, at this moment
All I could do was dance, dance!
Yes, this is the charm of disco! Because at this time, it seems that there is only music left in the world.
Later, I felt that I was really tired, but I already felt that I had fully vented myself. I went to Mu Jiao's ear and asked her loudly: "We are going back. Okay?"
My voice was immediately swept away and swallowed up by the deafening music. But she still heard me, and I saw her nodding towards me.
We walked out of the disco bar, and immediately found ourselves entering a completely different world. In front of us were silent streets and a bone-chilling cold.
Mujiao came into my arms, and I immediately understood: she needed me to wrap her warmly again.
The author's digression:
Today's "Female Boss Driving a Ferrari: Ambiguous Office"
Introduction: Gu Yang, a clerk, accidentally fell into the bed of a beautiful boss after drinking, and accidentally became the "acting boyfriend" of the female boss. The new company with so many beauties is full of dangers, how does he deal with the open attacks of the sinister villain?
Hidden arrow? After being trapped in the emotional whirlpool of two beautiful bosses, facing powerful love rivals and competitors, how does he rely on his own ability, courage and luck to survive in the workplace and achieve a lifelong career...
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