After Luoluo left, I was immersed in the state of drunkenness and sobriety every day. The Wang's Antique Shop, which had just opened not long ago, closed again. Several times, I did not distinguish between night and day, only wine was in my eyes.
Zhou Xiaoshe came to see me once, but I turned him away. I don’t remember how long he stood outside the door that day before leaving, because I never opened the door to see him.
In the huge Wang's antique store, empty wine bottles were scattered everywhere, and the floor was in a mess. I lay on the cold floor, and my drunken eyes looked at the wide chair not far away from time to time, where was the last place Luo Luo left when he left.
The place where she sits is where she usually likes to sit and read quietly.
But now, every time I see that wide chair, my heart always feels empty.
I bit the wine bottle and drank half of the bottle of wine in one gulp. Then I smashed the bottle on the ground and lay down like a drunken mud.
In the past few days, the witch in my body surprisingly made no sound and seemed extremely silent to every move I made.
My mouth was full of alcohol and I yelled: "What, do you even look down on me and don't want to talk to me?"
The room was empty, and the only one I could talk to was the witch.
I finished speaking for a long time, and finally, a woman's voice sounded faintly in my ears.
The witch said: "No one can wake up a person who always pretends to be asleep. Even if I can't say anything, I can't stop you from drinking and degenerating."
"I haven't fallen, I just don't know what I should do. With Luoluo gone, I feel like everything I do is meaningless..."
I was like a drunken maniac, blabbering to the witch. At this moment, I was more like a mother-in-law woman, pouring out my sorrows.
But I said a lot, but I couldn't get a word of comfort from the witch.
She snorted lightly and said: "I don't think you are that pitiful. You have an intimate woman who loves you. She is willing to commit suicide rather than let you watch her die. She just doesn't want you to fall and be too sad."
, but it's good for you, you haven't lost any of your depravity or sadness. I think you can go and accompany her in a few days."
The witch's words were surprisingly harsh this time, and I couldn't help but be stunned.
In the past few days, I have been drinking nothing but drinking. I rely on drunkenness to numb myself every day, but what's the use of doing this? Luoluo has left. Even if I drink to death, I can't bring her back.
To provide some comfort.
On the contrary, if she saw me like this in Tianzhiling, she might still be disappointed...
The witch’s words touched my heart deeply!
There was a puddle of wine on the ground, clearly reflecting my current face.
I looked closely and saw that in just a few days, I seemed to have changed into a completely different person. My face was covered with stubble, and I was very lethargic, just like a homeless person...
My heart suddenly tightened. Once upon a time, I thought I was handsome and domineering, but I would actually sink to this level.
I took a deep breath and slowly stood up.
I put down the wine bottle in my hand, looked up and looked around, and the scene when Luo Luo was there in the past was vivid in my mind.
Just then, a colorful butterfly flew in from the window. After dancing around me for a while, it slowly landed on my shoulder.
I looked at the butterflies so close beside me and felt inexplicably moved.
"Luoluo, is that you?"
I shouted softly, and instead of being disturbed, the butterfly flapped its wings slightly in response.
I couldn't help but feel moved, feeling that the butterfly in front of me was the incarnation of Luo Luo.
"Luoluo, don't worry. For your sake and my own sake, I will definitely live a good life and stop drinking and degenerating."
I stretched out my hand, and the butterfly flew lightly onto the palm of my hand. Then, after flapping its wings a few times, it slowly flew out of the window...
I was a little lost in thought and couldn't take my eyes away for a long time.
After a while, I picked up my mood and decided to start a new life for myself. I shouldn't sink like this anymore.
I will reopen the closed Wang’s antique store. This is my and Luoluo’s home. I can’t let our home keep the door open forever.
As soon as the door opened, I saw Zhou Xiaoshe sitting outside the door, snoring loudly with a quilt rolled up, sleeping soundly.
I was startled. I didn’t expect that this guy didn’t leave. I couldn’t help but feel a little touched. Most likely, this guy was worried that I would commit suicide, so he stayed. It’s just that I kept drinking during those few days and didn’t even look at him.
He glanced at it.
I walked over and kicked Zhou Xiaoshe.
"Where did you come from, homeless man? If you want to sleep somewhere else, don't interfere with me opening my business." I said with a deliberately tigerish face.
Zhou Xiaoshe quickly opened his eyes, and when he saw it was me, he immediately looked me around. After seeing that I had regained some energy, this guy couldn't help but said with a playful smile: "Hey, I thought you were drunk.
, you still know how to open the door for business, if you don’t open the door again, I will burn your shabby shop with a fire."
"What a shabby shop. After all, my shop does tens of millions in business. Don't block it. I want to post a recruitment notice."
I took a recruitment notice that I had written three minutes ago and posted it up. This antique shop was about to open and Luo Luo was not here. I would definitely not be able to do the job alone, so I had to recruit people.
Zhou Xiaoshe smiled brightly and said, "Old Tie, how about I join in and be your second shopkeeper?"
"Just you? It would be nice if you don't steal the antiques in my shop." I said angrily.
"Hey, I'm interested in all the scrap metal in your shop? I'm not kidding you, old man. If you and I join forces, which one on this antique street can be our rival? What do you think? Take it seriously.
When we are young, we will launch a wave, maybe open a national chain in three years, and go to the United States to do some listing in five years."
"New York, USA."
"Yes, yes, that's right, New York, USA. I heard that all the powerful bosses listed their companies there. It is said that the money comes faster than the money printing press."
I slowly pulled out a cigarette, and then it was time for Zhou Xiaoshe's performance; in just a short cigarette time, Zhou Xiaoshe went on the market from New York, USA, and then talked about the opening of antique shops nationwide, and then poured hundreds of buckets.
, and then reach the pinnacle of life and marry ten or eight white and rich beauties...
Later, if someone hadn't been passing by to see the job posting and come in to apply, I doubt that Zhou Xiaoshe, who was frothing at the mouth, could have continued talking for another hour.
"Don't talk nonsense, Niubi. This is a legitimate antique store. Don't advertise anything about pouring. If you want to pour it, pour it yourself. Don't take me with you."
I no longer have any enthusiasm or interest in reverse fighting, so I rejected Zhou Xiaoshe's blueprint. However, this guy didn't give up. When he saw that I wouldn't deal with it, he kept silent. But the second shopkeeper of the antique shop, he said that he
I made a decision, and then I spent a huge sum of one hundred yuan on the spot to buy my identity as the second shopkeeper of the antique shop...