Chapter Ninety-Eight: Youth

Twilight, like a large gray net, quietly fell and enveloped the whole city.

In winter, the city sky always darkens very early, and it is already dark at six o'clock when it rains, and the street lamps on both sides of the street always stand alone, emitting a yellowish light that illuminates people's way home.

Xia Qing had already prepared her luggage, waiting for tomorrow to fly to the other side of the world to meet the figure in her heart, the mother who was just a phone greeting.

She had imagined countless scenes of meeting, and she had imagined countless images, but was she still what she was in the photo? Could she recognize her daughter at a glance, or could she know at a glance that it was her mother?

It was a hypothesis that had come up in her mind over and over again, and she mustered all the courage to come into her life and let the word mom exist in her life.

Walking alone in the campus, where the plane tree in front of the erudite building was convex, the leaves had already covered the earth, she stood on the ground, looking up at the sky, the little starlight was still blinking in the air, I don't know why there was a little sadness in her heart.

She took out her mobile phone and flipped through the address book, but she didn't know who to call her, and she couldn't help but sigh in her heart, she seemed to think too much when she grew up, and at this moment she missed her childhood self.

"I'm here, haven't you arrived yet?" Lin Jiajia's voice interrupted her chaotic thoughts.

She glanced at Lin Jiajia, only a pair of eyes were outside, she was originally short, wrapped in a thick down jacket, as burly as a koala.

"Can you change your outfit? We're going to the bar later, why are you wearing so much? and wearing a hat and a mask?"

She looked at Xia Qing with disgust, pulled open her down jacket, revealing her perfect and thin figure, and threw a sentence at Xia Qing: "Look, as soon as I take off my coat, I have a figure, and now outside here, warmth is the most important." ”

She looked at the time, it was almost time to make an appointment with Tranquility, she and Lin Jiajia walked out of the school gate, turned around and walked in the direction of the bar.

There are already a lot of people gathered at the entrance of the Youth Bar, which is a newly opened bar outside the school gate! I don't know if it's because of the peculiar name, or if everyone has found their youth here, the business has been particularly hot since it opened, and it is full every day.

"Let's just go in and wait! It's too cold outside. Lin Jiajia said to Xia Qing.

Xia Qing didn't answer, but walked towards the bar, pushed open the door of the bar, the smell of smoke in the air came to his nose, and the bar was full of people sitting around a table in twos and threes, chatting with each other, and clinking glasses with laughter.

As soon as they sat down, a waiter came over to greet them, carefully introducing them to the price of the drink and how to drink it.

Xia Qing's mobile phone rang in her bag, and before she could take out her mobile phone, she said to Lin Jiajia: "It must be quiet, you go to the door to take a look." She wasn't looking for us outside. ”

Lin Jiajia clasped her hands in her arms, lowered her head and rushed out of the bar, came to the door, and looked left and right to find a quiet figure.

Before she could see Tranquility, Tranquility had already made her through the crowd and saw her standing in front of the bar.

"Jiajia, Jiajia. She shouted as she walked towards her, and was almost up to her, when she realized.

"You're wearing so little?" she asked, looking at Lin Jiajia.

Lin Jiajia turned around and ran into the bar, and when Ning Jing walked in slowly, she held her and said, "My coat is inside, I just came out to pick you up, I didn't wear it." ”

Xia Qing was already waving at her excitedly in the position, and the smile on her face was extremely bright, as if she had won five million.

"What kind of wine are you going to drink?" Xia Qing was asking for Tranquility's opinion.

"Can I drink boiled water?" she replied with a smile.

"No, here today, you have to drink. Xia Qing's tone was resolute and affirmative.

"Wine bar! I don't feel comfortable drinking beer. Serenity said to her.

The contrast between the warmth in the bar and the part-time job outside was a heaven, a hell, and she took off her coat and put it behind her chair.

Xia Qing was talking to the waiter about the drink, sitting quietly and quietly, her eyes wandering in the corner of the entire bar.

The mixed air was filled with the smell of tobacco and alcohol, and the music was so loud that it almost deafened people's ears, and the women in the corner were drinking in bright clothes, next to several men and women who were giggling and laughing.

In the dim light, her eyes were a little confused and a little hesitant, like a flirtatious phantom, without an inch.

Under the lights, the bartender at the bar gently swayed his body, mixing glass after glass of colorful cocktails with great elegance, and the flickering neon lights attracted one after another hungry and thirsty souls in need of comfort, decadent.

The whole ear was mixed with noise, laughter, music.

Xia Qing held a glass of blue wine, put it in front of Ning Jing with a smile, looked at her and said, "Try this glass of wine, it has a particularly nice name, called (youth)".

Tranquility looked at her in surprise, shook the wine glass a few times, and watched the wine in the glass rippling with the glass one by one, she stared at the glass intently.

She elegantly took a sip of the wine glass, added her lips, and couldn't help but utter two words: "Youth" really has its taste.

She looked at Xia Qing and Lin Jiajia and said, "Why didn't you drink it, but only ordered it for me?"

They replied in unison: "We have already drunk it, and we know the unique taste of youth, and we want you to taste it." ”

"What do you think it tastes like?" she asked them with a smile, her phone still twirling around her glass.

Xia Qing sighed and said, "I'm a little bitter, a little sweet, a little strong, and a little spicy......"

"Are you talking about the bittersweets?" Serenity replied.

She took another sip and closed her eyes slightly, as if intoxicated by the glass called (youth).

"How is it? what does it feel?" asked Lin Jiajia, who kept her chin in her hand and looked sideways at her.

She smiled and said slowly: "It's like a cup of bitter coffee, like a bottle of sour orange juice, and more like a cola full of excitement, it's blazing in the mouth, and it makes people have a little aftertaste when swallowed, this is really (youth) taste!"

In fact, when we savor it, isn't coffee bitter and sweet? Orange juice is also sweet and sour, and cola is exciting but refreshing!

"It's your wine!" the waiter carried a bottle of wine on a tray and three wine glasses.

Xia Qing nodded with a smile, and asked the waiter to open the red wine, Lin Jiajia couldn't wait to set up the clean and tidy red wine glass, and said with a smile: "This seems to be the first time the three of us have sat down and drank together." ”

Xia Qing nodded, and said with a wicked smile: "If I don't get drunk, I can sleep in the United States from China tomorrow, I don't know if there is a chance to meet Han ...... in the United States" She suddenly paused what she wanted to say later, and poured wine into the red wine glass intently.

"You want to say that you met Han Chen by chance, why did you pause? Do you think I would be sad and sad? It's long gone. Tranquility smirked and finished taking a sip of the glass called (youth).

In fact, the past clouds and smoke in the mouth are like the glass of wine just drunk in my heart, releasing all kinds of flavors, and there is a trace of aftertaste.

In youth, there are too many helplessness and reluctance, sadness turned into a drizzle, sprinkled on the land full of hope, once lost because of learning, now because of the suffering of life and hesitation, unable to extricate themselves, as if lost in the distant road, discarded the dream of childhood, and gave up the fantasy that could not be chased.

Thinking about it, she couldn't help but two lines of tears slid down, and the tears dripping on her hands were crystal clear, as if soaking the whole picture of youth, but after crying and tasting, she understood the true connotation of youth, youth only knows herself, understands, tears are only for yourself.