In order to make a living, the seventeen-year-old Yun Tsai was hired in a foreign dance hall and became a waiter serving wine. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

In the retro-style arches wrapped around the lamps, the day is usually cold and silent, until the night when it is lively and harmonious.

There are lights everywhere, red, yellow, and green, and you can't tell the eye from the east to the west.

On that smooth floor, there were legs everywhere. White legs, long legs, thin legs, and the skirt that flutters with the jump of the legs, silk, velvet, satin, flowers of different colors, exude a charming style.

Fluffy hair and sweaty pink faces, the reflection of men's leather shoes. Hugging intertwined arms, sticky gazes on ruby necklaces, dangling earrings, the sound of high heels, spinning and spinning, spinning and spinning.

The reverberation of piano, clarinet, saxophone, double bass, flirtation, laughter, and coquettishness are intertwined into an intoxicating dream, sweet, addicted to it and reluctant to wake up.

The smell of foreign wine, the smell of various perfumes, the smell of eggs with legs, the smell of cigars and the aroma of coffee.......

Yun Zi stood aside, looking at this dreamlike scene, and his heart was faintly restless.

It would be nice if one day I could live like this.

In the evening, the day begins with the voice of the iconic nightlife song, Rose Rose I Love You.

At that time, the cannon fire had not yet sounded, and those rich old men were all thinking of ways to enjoy themselves.

In the dance hall where Yun Tsai worked, there were two more famous dancers at that time, a Chinese woman with the pseudonym Red Peony, and a declining Russian aristocratic girl with the pseudonym Katyusha.

The two women were the two most outstanding dancers at that time, not only dancing well, but also very good-looking.

Being able to dance and being beautiful naturally attracts many people.

The red peony has a pair of slightly narrowed Danfeng eyes, slightly pursed her lips and squinted her eyes, which is a thousand styles. Coupled with her outstanding figure and well-cut cheongsam, it is an indescribable mature temptation.

Katyusha is tall and outstanding, with iconic blonde hair and blue eyes, and the whole person looks pure and charming. She is very lively, and in the lounge of the dance hall, you can often hear her unbridled and joyful laughter, like a yellow bird.

At that time, most of the women asked to smile without showing their teeth, just smile slightly and purse their lips and smile, where is there anyone who, like Katyusha, laughs so happily.

Most of the women in the dance hall have a miserable background, and most of them are forced by life to join this industry. Every day, the smiling face welcomes people, but it is just a forced smile.

Katyusha, who is as happy as a oriole, has become an outlier among them.

Because she is not ashamed, she is still so happy. Everyone is struggling in the sea of suffering, the average lowly, why are you so happy?

The story came to an abrupt end here, Mr. Yun was old, and it was not appropriate to be emotional, and this memory consumed a lot of his efforts.

I know that the story has just begun, and between the red peony and the Katyusha, there will inevitably be a spark of climax, but the bearer of this past has snuffed out the little seedlings that have just burst out at the moment when the clues are revealed.

There are some regrets and dissatisfactions, but the story will not run there.

So, at the invitation of Mr. Yun, I stayed and waited for tomorrow to continue.

At night, it suddenly rained, and in the distance, I heard the sound of the waves roaring and roaring.

By the time the second day, the well-manicured garden had become a mess, littered with blown leaves and broken branches.

The sky was full of gray clouds, moving very quickly, and it seemed that the weather would not be clear for a short time.

Zhang's mother was busy working in the house, seeing me staring at the sky in a daze, she greeted me with a smile: "Miss Meng is from the mainland, the weather in this monsoon is like this, gloomy sky, a gust of wind and a gust of rain." ”

Mama Zhang is the old woman who opened the door for me yesterday.

"yes. This is the first time I've seen a typhoon. I smiled and withdrew my gaze.

"Then when the weather is better, Miss Meng can go to the beach for a walk. It's not that I'm boasting, I've seen a lot of seas in my life, and I've never seen one that can compare with the one in front of me. The clear and translucent blue is really beautiful. ”

"Is Mama Zhang from the seaside?" I asked.

"yes. We used to eat by the sea, and it was very bitter. Sometimes when I go out to sea, I don't catch anything, but I also lose my life. At that time, life was really sad......" Zhang's mother sighed and recalled.

This vicissitudes of life is another story.

By the time Mr. Yun continued to tell the story, it was already evening. On the night of the rainstorm, he suffered from the cold and developed a high fever. The family doctor came and hung up the drip, and it was not until the evening of the same day that he was slightly better.

I asked him not to force it, but he refused, and he was desperate to finish the story and let me finish the regret that had been delayed for more than thirty years for him.

In his words, his days are really running out.

The fireplace of the fireplace danced in the stormy night, and the dusty past was slowly revealed.

Yun Tsai is one of the dozen or so white-clothed waiters in the Metropolitan Dance Arena. As the guests twirled on the circular dance floor and sweated their sweat, they always stood silently on the sidelines, waiting for the order to come.

The waiters were all young and beautiful young men, and a bunch of them were only seventeen, eighteen, or early twenties, and they were in full swing.

Young lads are always similar, whether they are studying or working, but the eyes of chasing women are the same.

Yunzi and they are in the dance field, and they are in contact with all kinds of beautiful women, and they are not exempt from vulgarity.

And most of the eyes are focused on the two most outstanding people - Katyusha and Red Peony.

They have fiery red lips, beautiful faces, plump bodies, and soft waists.

It jumps like a nimble butterfly, and even if it sits quietly on the sidelines, it is a pleasing painting to the eye.

The companions who were with Yun Tsai all sneered at them, but in the midnight dream, who didn't want their hearts to be hot.

Those rich old men danced song after song around their thin waists.

Whenever during the break, watching the beautiful women snuggle up next to those fat-brained guys and show a charming smile, Ah Er, who was standing on the side, couldn't help but whisper: "Phew, what a coquettish bitch!

After speaking, Ah Er would always poke the Yun boy next to him with his elbow: "Hey, scholar, do you say it!"

Yun Tsai has been raised in a large family for two years, with delicate skin, and beautiful eyebrows, so he got a scholar's joking nickname among a bunch of people.

Yun Tsai nodded absentmindedly, but his eyes ran after Katyusha.