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. It’s just that 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?
Should you 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. 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, "Mujiao, 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. You don't want to 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 passion surging inside. Her body was so soft.
, and I also smelled a faint fragrance coming from her body that didn’t look 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 very slowly, because such a snuggle would not allow us to 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 can't catch the shadow, and I can't get out. Countless rays stimulate the brain, causing the soul to burst, and the soul flies to another world composed of colorful curves. My body melts into the music, and I can'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. The DJ speaks foul language from time to time, 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. Mu Jiao 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 strong disco music sounded, the dance floor was already filled with young people.
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 grotesque lights cut, deformed and melted the shaking people; the DJ 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 was more powerful, and people danced like crazy drunkenly. Although they couldn't make large movements at all, they were almost there.
We were so crowded. This position reminded me of the boxes in the theater where French or Russian aristocrats often see in movies. The view is the same clear and condescending, but now it feels more open and unrestrained. Mu Jiao and I couldn't help but go down.
Join their carnival. The surrounding space is filled with music, and the strong rhythm wraps around me like a fierce hurricane. I can't help but be swept away by it, and let it take me to an unknown place in the universe.
Thoughts can no longer exist continuously. From time to time, some thoughts fall to the ground like broken pieces, but they cannot be connected into a whole.
Indulging yourself may be a 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't care about so much.
Because every cell in my body is filled with desires that need to be vented. Following the strong rhythm, I danced my body, as if I was the only one left in the world. I kept dancing, like I was returning to my hometown.
When I went to primitive tribes, I used body language to express the craziest, purest, and most honest thoughts. This feeling of releasing with my body really moved me. (To be continued)