Our glasses touched each other, and all three of us drank it down in one gulp. Lao Yi drank the fastest, gurgling like drinking cold water, as if he was going to drink all his worries into his stomach along with the wine and then fart.
Seeing his free and easy look, I couldn't help but admire him and said: "Brother Yi, you are so domineering."
After hearing what I said, Lao Yi smiled bitterly and said to me: "Don't say my dad is here, my dad is dead."
His cold joke was not funny, but we all laughed, with a bit of embarrassment and mostly bitterness in our smiles.
In fact, I gained a lot tonight. I finally understood that everyone has their own story. It turns out that in this world, we are not the only protagonists. I have to say that this is a common problem of our generation. We always love
Talking about yourself, you will lament life when you encounter something, and feel that you are the tragic hero and heroine in the legend, looking up to the sky at 45 degrees and crying silently, and then carrying the cross of fate alone.
That night, unknowingly, we all drank a lot of wine and said a lot of silly things. Even Shi Jueming, who was usually very serious, drank so much that Lao Yi smiled stupidly, and
For the first time, I don’t have black nails.
Life is inherently unsatisfactory, so why should we be afraid of getting drunk?
We drank until the middle of the night, and when the waiter yawned and started to smash the plates, we stopped. We drank about ten bottles of beer per person. After drinking, I just went to the toilet.
I went there six or seven times and drank alcohol to drain my kidneys, but there was nothing I could do.
We were all dizzy from drinking, and Lao Yi shouted: "Anyway, we don't know whether we will die or live tomorrow, so let's commemorate it first!"
After saying that, he walked to the side of the road, opened his waistband and faced the road and started to release water. While peeing, he said to me and me: "Quick, follow me!"
If this were the case in the past, Shitou and I would have said nothing to being stupid together with him, but that day we didn’t know why. Suddenly we felt that Lao Yi was not acting like a hooligan in the middle of the night, but was peeing in this society. The effect of alcohol is terrifying.
, even Shi Jueming couldn't escape, so the two of us looked at each other and smiled, then walked to Lao Yi's side and started relaying.
Now that I think about it, it is fortunate that it is already late at night and there are not many people on the street. Otherwise, let alone my thick face, and just talk about Shi Jueming's old face that is a role model for others, there will be no place to put it, and the whole thing will be a tragedy.
In fact, thinking about it, it was not that no one saw it that day. When the three of us were queuing up to clean the road, the girl in the pedicure across the narrow street happened to come out to smoke and get some fresh air. When she saw the three of us, she all lowered her head.
We were not surprised, but rather happy. After all, we had been through strong winds and waves, and the girl actually whistled to us.
Shitou and I suddenly became excited and hurriedly lifted up our pants. Only Lao Yi seemed to have drunk too much. He didn't move a hand. He raised one hand and said hello to the little girl with a smile on his face.
, my old face suddenly lost control and hurriedly dragged him upstairs.
We don’t even remember what happened after we went upstairs. When I opened my eyes, it was already the morning of the next day. My head hurt so much and my stomach felt uncomfortable. I complained about this damn hangover while blowing the smell out of Lao Yi’s body.
I took my feet off my chest, shook my head, and sat up. It seemed that I had drunk too much last night, and the three of us actually squeezed into the same bed.
I felt uncomfortable when I thought about my hangover, so I wanted to go to the bathroom. Shi Jueming had already gotten up. I really admired him for having recovered. I couldn't tell that he actually drank as much as us.
He had already finished washing and told me that he had classes today. After meeting in the evening, he left. I admired the teacher's dedication and dedication while washing up. After brushing my teeth, I looked at my black nails.
, after thinking about it, I sucked it with my mouth.
When it was almost eight o'clock, I woke up Lao Yi and asked him if he was going to work today. Lao Yi told me while complaining that his head hurt, so I said to him: "Then let's go together, I'm just in time
Go give something back to that old bastard."
So after Lao Yi finished dressing up, I carried my backpack and went downstairs with Lao Yi. I had been doing 104 for a long time, but the bus was still so crowded, just like there is never a shortage of office workers in this society.
In the car, I asked Lao Yi if he still remembered the incident of peeing on the street last night. Lao Yi stared at me and said to me: "You are just talking nonsense. I can do that kind of thing."
What's the matter?"
I looked at this innocent person and smiled without saying a word. I thought to myself, of course you can do it. You even said hello to a little girl while peeing.
After a while, we arrived. After watching Lao Yi enter the Yifu Hall, I took a deep breath and walked to Fuze Hall. Although I said it was beautiful before, but now I really want to resign.
I'm a little reluctant to leave. After all, you develop feelings for someone after staying in a place for a long time. In fact, I really like Uncle Wen, an old bastard.
It’s just that words spoken are like water thrown out, they can’t be changed. Even if I don’t want to leave, I don’t know what will happen tonight, so I’d better go in and talk about it first.
So I walked over. The strange thing was that Fuze Hall didn't open the door today. The big lock was firmly stuck on the door. I was a little puzzled. Generally speaking, the old magician came very early.
Oh, did that old magician vomit blood after drinking last night?
I thought to myself, this old guy is not here now. Although I have the key, I can't just go in. That's not the case. I might as well give him a call, so I took out my cell phone. Damn, he turned it off.
I feel so depressed that this trip was in vain. Forget it, let’s go back. Besides, I have a copper coin sword in my hand today, so I can at least feel more at ease. Speaking of which, this is fate. I will go up the pole and return your things.
If you're not here yet, then I'll have to borrow it for a few more days.
So I thought to myself as I took a taxi back home. It wasn't noon yet and there was nothing else to do, so I started to get ready for the evening. I took out all my inventory. I checked and found that there were probably
There are more than fifty talismans, among which the third one accounts for the majority. Although this talisman seems useless to me now, it is better than nothing, so I still bring it with me.
I packed a backpack and put the talismans and copper coins and swords in it. After thinking about it, I took out a few pieces of sketch paper and started cutting them according to proportion. This was prepared for our formation at night.
I kept mumbling in my heart, God, please don't make any mistakes. Thinking about the pain that the old lady Cat broke my wrist and dislocated it, I was trembling all over.
In fact, I quite hope that old guy Yuan Mei will show up tonight. After all, he is still a person. Although I heard that this old gang has some ten ghosts to protect him, the three of us are like wolves and tigers.
In a hand-to-hand fight, it would be easy to beat the old master to death with a stick, but if he were to hide in the dark and poison him, that would be troublesome.
After cutting more than 40 pieces of white paper, I tied them up. They felt heavy in my hands. I will rely on them tonight. Should I bring a pen? I thought about it and decided not to bring it.
, after all, it’s hard to use a pen, so it’s better to bite your fingers and squeeze blood.
After putting all these things into my backpack, I had nothing to do. I just lay on the bed and closed my eyes to rest. I once again entered the realm of Sanqingshu, but this time I entered the realm of Sanqingshu.
, I discovered some things that I had not discovered before. I suddenly felt that the things here seemed to be eternal. The mountains, rivers, birds and animals were just false scenes. The gatherings and separations were repeated over and over again, just like
It's an old movie that I've watched many times.
I have always been just a spectator, and I have no way to integrate with it. I heard Uncle Jiu say before that not every descendant of the Sanqingshu can enter, and entering this realm can only be regarded as the beginning.
When can I truly become one with this realm, can it be considered as my cultivation has been completed and I have reached the realm of unity between man and nature? He said that my realm is still too young and I have to practice hard.
I remember that I looked at this serious little old man and asked him if he could be one with this realm now. The little old man coughed calmly, and then said to me: "Let's talk about today's human beings."
It’s just a matter of the world.”
Uncle Jiu, this little old man, has such a good face. He looks very stern and unsmiling, but the cold jokes that occasionally pop out are really speechless. Thinking of this, half of my face unconsciously smiled, and I didn’t know what was going on.
How is the little old man doing now? I haven't seen him for almost two months. The next full moon is not far away. I don't know if he will be surprised when I tell him about Yuan Mei.
I spent the whole day in the realm of Sanqingshu. When I opened my eyes, it was almost evening. I still felt refreshed, but I was very hungry and had not eaten anything for the whole day.
I took out my mobile phone, made an appointment with Lao Yi and Shi Jueming at the hotel where we would meet, and then got dressed. Before going out, I looked at myself in the mirror, and suddenly remembered what Lao Yi had said before, Worshiping no one is worse than worshiping myself. I just want to find psychological comfort now, and there is no one anyway, so I clasped my hands and bowed respectfully in front of the mirror, and at the same time muttered silently: "Brother Cui, you and Superman are not the same." What's the difference? It doesn't matter whether you wear underpants or not. I'm very optimistic about you. Just because of your handsome face and handsome face, nothing will happen to you tonight."
After praying, I suddenly felt that this seemed a bit silly. I prayed for my own benefit, so I hurriedly shook my head, calmed down my mood, and went out with a bag in my hand and a cigarette in my mouth.
The night in Harbin fell again, and those weird stories that only belong to the night were about to be staged again. I stood on the side of the road and took a taxi and drove away, not knowing what was waiting for the three of us tonight.
What kind of fate will it be.
I don’t know if I will ever see the dawn of Harbin again.