"Hey, who's there?" came a lazy voice on the phone, as if he had just woken up.
"Haha, junior sister, did you have a good rest at noon?"
"Oh, how are you, Senior Brother Gu? You just took a nap. There will be a tutor later and I will have classes all morning. Why don't you call me again in the evening?"
I felt a little disappointed in my heart. This has been a state since last year, and I suddenly found that I had lost the ability to please girls. I imagined the appearance of my junior sister on the other end of the phone at this moment, as if a huge gap was opening between me and her.
generated between.
I met my junior sister at a literary party. At that time, the boys were all drinking hard. The girls who couldn't drink had already run away, and those who could only drink a little had excuses to stay away. Only a few of the better drinkers were fighting with the boys.
Drinking capacity. When I went there, the party was already half way through. As usual, a few drunkards wanted to punish me for drinking. As usual, I tried my best to shirk the shirk. As usual, I tried my best to cut corners. As usual, I did not escape those people.
The art of persuading people to drink.
Fortunately, the drinking capacity I accumulated in college has not deteriorated due to the travels in the past two years, and I can withstand the indiscriminate bombardment of those drunkards.
While drinking, I also took a peek at the girls. Some of them were sitting incomprehensibly, as if they were waiting to clean up the mess. Under their cat-to-mouse eyes, and from the mouse's perspective, I temporarily
You can't have any thoughts about them.
But at this moment, I found a girl, sitting there quietly. She seemed to have been looking at me with such concern. Or maybe she had looked at others with concern before, and now she suddenly looked at me with concern.
.My eyes met hers, and everyone was slightly startled.
I have to admit that she first conquered me because of her beauty. In terms of first impression, unless a woman especially expresses herself in some aspects, a man’s attention will first be on her appearance. I don’t know what that means.
If any of the girls who looked at me like a cat were beautiful, my wariness might have been ignored. But this girl didn't have that look, so her beauty became so prominent at that moment.
I couldn't help but stare at her for a few seconds, and she stared at me blankly. But at this time, a drunkard had come to clink glasses with me. I reluctantly turned my eyes away from her and returned to the battlefield.
Usually when facing a drinking party.
Because I arrived late, those drunkards had been killing each other for a while, so they soon felt powerless. At this time, those girls who looked at me like a cat looking at a mouse began to take turns. I resolved them one after another.
After these series of attacks on beauties, he turned his attention to her again.
At this time, the girl sitting next to her said: "Our secret weapon is going to be released tonight. Boys, please take over." Then she shook her arm with her hand.
She suddenly said seriously: "I don't know how to drink."
Her words drew the attention of all the boys to her. Every pair of half-drunk and half-awake eyes were weighing the meaning of her words.
Under normal circumstances, if the last girl at the drinking table and she is such a beautiful girl says that she "can't drink", it means that all the men at the table will not be drunk anymore. Because once she picks up the drink
Cup, no matter whether she knows how to drink or not, every man will find it difficult to refuse her invitation to drink. And if she drinks one less cup, it means that each man will drink several more cups.
I began to believe the "secret weapon" of the girl next to her. When a group of drunkards are slowly consumed by a beautiful woman who "can't drink", you can guess what the final outcome will be with your toes.
I looked at her meaningfully again. She seemed to read something from my eyes, and unconsciously hid herself behind her companion, while blushing and saying: "I really don't know how to drink. "
This time, except for a few drunkards who no longer knew where she was, all the other men's eyes were once again focused on her. Her red face seemed to overrule our judgment. We all thought in our hearts that she was really I don't know how to drink, so it's not like I'm pretending.
I suddenly asked: "You really don't know how to drink, but they say you are a secret weapon!"
Her eyes met mine again, and she smiled timidly: "These girls have just met me."
I looked at the other girls who had just tortured me for confirmation, and they all looked in agreement.
I feel confident that the final threat alarm against me tonight has been lifted.
At this time, I made a bold decision and came to her with a cup in hand: "Junior sister, drink a little less, okay?"
The beautiful and shy junior sister looked at me in horror. I knew I had scared her, so I immediately added: "Just show me a little bit, and I'll do it!"
She finally stopped hiding behind the girl next to her and still nodded warily.
I raised my head and drained the wine in the glass, then turned the rim of the glass down, making the standard "done" gesture, then glanced at her glass, and then raised it to her.
She didn't speak when she saw me, she just looked at her. After being in a stalemate for a while, she finally made up her mind, picked up the cup, and took a sip.
That picture immediately caught my eye. So far, I still haven't reached the state of even half-drunk. But the look of the junior sister reminded me of the saying "If you don't get drunk, you will get drunk." Now this This state is also when my courage begins to rise in a straight line.
I stretched out my hand to Junior Sister: "Junior Sister, give me your wine glass."
The junior sister looked at me doubtfully, and finally handed her wine glass into my hand. At this time, the others had already turned their attention from her to me.
In the eyes of everyone, I raised my head and drank the glass of wine given by my junior sister. Several girls and the boys who were not too drunk all screamed, and then let out an exaggerated "wow". The junior sister's face was different. My ears suddenly turned red.
Because of my performance that night, I successfully invited my junior sister to go for a walk on the beach the next afternoon.
But even though I made an appointment with my junior sister with the remaining courage, I regained my decadent look. In this era, literature means a plague. Once a man likes literature, he will be in a state of eternal destruction. Unfortunately, I have become one of the few unlucky ones. One of them, unemployment, poverty, and supercilious looks have never left me in the past two years. Now I live with my parents, and I live the life of the second generation ancestor that I have always despised. Although my parents are not very rich, Their pension is enough to support a useless scholar in this era.
When my junior sister arrived at the beach, my last courage had been melted into the flight of seagulls. The sky was high and the sea was wide, but I always seemed to owe my junior sister something.
This afternoon I finally discovered that my junior sister is not always so shy. When there are not many people, she does not deliberately hide her philosophy of life. Like all girls of this generation, she probably doesn’t like my current situation in her heart.
lifestyle.
After I spent a wonderful evening with my junior sister with a smile, I found that the gap had formed at this moment, and it seemed very clear.
In the next few days, I have been in an unstable mood. If it were not for the fear of my parents, I don't know what I would have done.
Until this afternoon, I made this call. When I heard her answer, I knew in my heart that she was just perfunctory with me. The hallucinations of that night, both mine and hers, have disappeared. A dream is a dream, and it will always be a dream.
I still called my junior sister in the evening, and she said she had something to do in the evening. Although I knew it would end this way sooner or later, I still stared blankly at the sea breeze for two hours. If Yue Chuan hadn't come to see me, I'm afraid I
