The small half bottle of 82-year-old Lafite was drunk by me and Xiang Chen, and Xiang Chen said again: "Zhaoyang, it's too wasteful to drink this bottle of wine in this place, it's better to continue drinking it in another place." ”

I looked out the window at the still freezing sky and asked, "Where are you going?" ”

"I've always heard that the scenery of the moat in the north of the city is good, and going there to drink this bottle of Lafite can be regarded as realizing its value, what do you think?" After Xiang Chen finished speaking, he looked at me and smiled, shook the goblet in his hand again, and dropped the remaining wine inside.

There are many places in Suzhou with good night views, and Xiang Chen's single mention of yì to drink by the moat seems very deliberate, but I can understand his intentions, he is not willing to tear the face of the word brother written on me for many years, so he reminded me in this obscure way: Jian Wei is his fiancée, maybe I and Jian Wei are running a company together, and I have never given him a sense of security.

In order to dispel his doubts, I agreed to go to the moat and drink this bottle of red wine, but this freezing rain was so bad that it ruined my mood and the scenery by the moat!

Xiang Chen came with a driver and has been sitting in his Land Rover, so I believe that it was his deliberate arrangement that we would be able to drink face-to-face in a few years

After a while, we arrived at the moat, but it was not the section of the river that Janeway and I often bumped into, so this also proved that Janeway never let Xiang Chen find her by the moat, so Xiang Chen chose this section of the river with the best view, but deviated from the section of the river where she should have been.

On the side of the fence of the moat, Xiang Chen and I stood with an umbrella, the freezing rain "crackled" on the umbrella, dripping down the umbrella bone, we no longer had the delicate goblet in our hands, only half a bottle of Lafite was not drunk, Xiang Chen took a sip with the bottle, closed his eyes and tasted it, and said to me: "Lafite produced after 80 years, except for 82 years, I have drunk it, because of the year and the climate of the grape planting area, the taste is indeed a little different, but this difference is very subtle, I can taste it today in 82 years, but I don't think it has a unique advantage compared with other years of Lafite, but its value has increased several times, even dozens of times, hehe, people! It is an animal born for desire, who likes to live in a world that is blinded by vanity and self-deceiving."

Xiang Chen handed me the wine bottle in his hand and motioned for me to drink it too, I took a sip, and he said: "So under the domination of desire, we men will be obsessed with women with beautiful appearance and excellent temperament, obsessed with the brand of the car, and obsessed with the year of Lafite, which is a obsession, it is simply superstition!" ”

I said to Xiang Chen, who stopped, "You continue." ”

"Zhaoyang, do you think my pursuit of Jian Wei over the years is particularly like a distorted desire, the more you can't get it, the more you want it?"

I was a little surprised that he said this to me, so that I fell into silence without mental preparation, and more importantly, Janeway has always been a taboo between us, and I don't like him to talk to me about Janeway, and I don't want to take the initiative to mention it.

Without getting my reply, Xiang Chen smiled as if he understood, took the bottle of red wine from my hand, as if drinking water, drank the bottle of Lafite, which was worth a lot of money, into his body in one gulp, and then looked at the river that had condensed into ice without saying a word, and I lit a cigarette to deal with the silence that made people unable to speak.

Finally, Xiang Chen threw the red wine bottle in his hand into the moat as if venting, and said a little out of control: "There is another bottle of 82-year-old Lafite in this world, and that's it!" It should rain or rain, blow or blow, the sun won't rise in the west, and all the value that falls in the east is fucking touted by desire."

"You're drunk!"

Xiang Chen turned to look at me, and after a while, he put his left hand on my shoulder, and said to me in a self-deprecating tone: "Zhaoyang, I proposed to Jian Wei a few days ago, you should know that career is still her best shield, in the end, it doesn't matter if you don't love me enough, I've waited for so many years, I don't care about wasting my youth to accompany her and wait for you, when are you going to marry Zhuo Meimi?" ”

"When she returns to China, it shouldn't be too long."

Xiang Chen nodded and said, "I'm looking forward to having a few drinks with you at your wedding banquet in the future." ”

"Come on, drink as much as you want."

The corners of Xiang Chen's mouth raised, and then he put down the hand on my shoulder, turned to look at the scenery around the moat, and after a long time, he smiled with a complicated face, and sighed: "The scenery of this moat is really good, and the freezing rain can't wash away the charm here, but I don't know, is it here that Jian Wei likes?" Or is it something else along the river that I don't know about? ”

I took a sip of the cigarette in my hand, as always, I was reluctant to talk to Xiang Chen about anything about Jian Wei, and there was even a faint expectation in my heart, expecting Xiang Chen and Jian Wei to achieve positive results earlier, and I wanted to break free from Lu Ku, which I founded single-handedly, but it was a company invested by Jian Wei, in fact, even if I was persuaded by Jian Wei, but my idea of leaving Lu Wei was not broken, to be precise, my idea of leaving Jian Wei's investment was not broken, for the project of Lu Ku and the road of literature and art, I have always been looking forward to it, and it can even be said to be a dream, Perhaps, one day I can rely on my own efforts to do it steadfastly, and I no longer have to fear the height of this soaring queen

I was separated from Xiang Chen on the bank of the moat, he left in his Land Rover under the escort of the driver, I held an umbrella, waiting for the passing taxi on the side of the road, I refused his offer to send me, because at this time, I would rather be alone in this cold freezing rain, even if I can't wait for the car, I can walk back.

On this freezing rainy night, I couldn't wait for a passing taxi by this inaccessible moat, lit a cigarette, and thought about something while walking, and then had a strong premonition that I didn't have to wait for this year's New Year, my life will definitely undergo a qualitative change, and this qualitative change must start after Mi Cai returns to China.

I was tired of walking, I sat on the bus stop on the side of the road, avoiding the light from both sides of the road, still thinking about my own thoughts, I thought of CC again, and I don't know where she is now, I hope it is a sunny place, not as cold as Suzhou, so that I can envy her, envy her courage to abandon a qiē So, I took out my mobile phone and found the intimate photo I had taken with her, her smile is still so infectious, the cigarette between her fingers, It is her charm that prays: tonight, she will have a restful sleep, and I hope that one day in the future, we will meet her in a completely strange place, still playing the guitar, singing, and having that glass of beer by her side that can be picked up and drunk at any time.