Trembling under the streetlights of an autumn night (generational order)
"The city where I work is 50 kilometers from the city where my home is located. I drive home when I'm not on business or working overtime. Thanks to the rapid development of the great motherland's urban construction, I set off from my work at 5 p.m. every day, arrived at the edge of the city where my home was located at 5:40, and then sat down at the dining table at about 7 o'clock to enjoy dinner. After dinner, I like to go out for a walk and pick up a baby by the way. My son's school is closed, and day students leave school at 8 p.m. So it's easy to see something that doesn't make sense. ”
As I say this, I'm sitting at the bar of a small bar called Lan Coco on the side of Jianshe Road. The bartender, perhaps the eldest sister, looked at me with a smile and listened quietly as I told her stories, but even that didn't stop me from clearly seeing the shades of marks behind her ears under the hair she picked up from time to time.
It's true that women today make it difficult for me to tell how old they are, and it's about world peace. People have evolved your barbarism into politics rather than war, so there is so much energy and time that the research on chemicals has skyrocketed, so much so that at the moment you are hard-pressed to find a woman on the street with less than two pounds of powder attached to her face.
So I walked through the moonlit bay all over the street, the night was too dark, and the stars were hazy, until I walked into this shop, I naturally walked into the cave room like a groom who had been married ten times, not to mention that there was a neatly dressed beautiful woman inside.
"Another drink?" the woman had a playful smile in her eyes. The look in his eyes seemed to say: Come, dry this cup and continue to blow.
It should have been the beginning of the lights outside the door, and through the curtain on the door, the dappled light and shadow were projected onto the floor of the bar, like the wind blowing willows, swaying. I was still the only guest in the bar, which was a bit unreasonable in itself on this crisp autumn evening, in a city full of people and traffic, but I still didn't notice it.
The bartender's hands flew up and down, and my eyes stayed on her swan-smooth neck...... and the towering that constantly squirms below. Until the blood-red liquid came in front of my eyes.
"The name of this wine is Scarlet Sun. She smiled, her voice soft and ethereal, like a cloud of smoke floating in the night wind. The branches of the building wood are sinuous and sinking, and small insects are singing on them. Huge flowers are in full bloom, and birds and animals salivate around them.
"You're a little drunk, this cup is not intoxicating, just go back and tell the story another day. The bartender said with a smile.
I picked up the glass and turned it slightly, and the blood-red liquid swirled into my throat, which was soft and sweet, and it was indeed not an intoxicating wine. "Why is such a delicious wine called the Scarlet Sun?" I asked.
"Because although the evening sun is gentle and lovely, after all, it is almost dusk, although there is still some reluctance in my heart, but the night is destined to come. Under the cover of the night, I don't know how many dirty things are going on, so this glass of wine can be regarded as the last nostalgia for the light!" she said softly, brushing the hair next to her ear.
I saw the dividing line again, and suddenly noticed that although the colors on both sides of the dividing line were a little different, it was obviously lighter in the back, and it exuded a faint luster.
"I can't help you when you say that. I laughed.
She laughed and said, "Come back another day, I'm playing here, there are not many people, it's clean." ”
Walking out of the bar and along the street, I went from empty to longing for people, and then to red men and green women passing by me. Finally, I came to the crowded street. The three big words "Bar Street" on the sign on the side of the road are so eye-catching.
I was standing under the streetlamp and was at a loss, everything around me was so strange. Suddenly, my eyes were drawn to a sign next to the pole.
"The original "Lan Keke Bar" at No. 57 Bar Street has been renovated and renamed "Kuaiyifang Jianghu Cuisine", and we sincerely invite all new and old customers to come!
The strength of the wine suddenly came up. I bent down and vomited violently, trembling uncontrollably, and my body was sieve, like the yellow leaves on the treeside of the road blown by the autumn wind.