MAX Bar is the largest, most chaotic and most famous bar in Beijing. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Why is info the most famous? Because it's the biggest and the most confusing.

There are local tyrants on the rich side here, descendants of high-ranking officials who are about to earthquake when they stomp their feet in the officialdom, ** silk, small actors, and local chickens and ducks.

Usually, even if someone else holds a gun against my head, he won't come here for fun, and I've been there twice to pay Yuan Zheng to play.

Yu Yue skillfully stuck two positions on the bar and ordered two cups of "no drunk, no return".

These ****** are all fake foreign wines produced in the suburbs of Beijing, all of which are blended with alcohol, and the value of one package has increased thousands of times.

I said to the guy at the bar, just give him a drink, give me a glass of juice.

"What do you mean by not drinking here!"

"I don't want to drink it, all the bars in Beijing sell fake wine, you can drink it if you want, don't blame me for not reminding you if you drink blindly."

"You are so sorry for your life, you have an egg, it doesn't matter if it's real wine or fake wine, it's good wine in your stomach."

He said to the bar guy again: "Don't want juice, come 8 glasses of 'no drunk and no return'." ”

I looked at him in horror: "You ****** want to die, I won't accompany you, I'll say it first." ”

"We haven't seen each other for so many years, it's not easy, look at you, you're still grinding and chirping."

I didn't speak again.

The dance floor was full of demons, the smoke was filled, the sound was deafening, and the speech needed to be shouted at the top of the throat, tired.

After two drinks, Yu Yue tugged at my sleeve and motioned for me to look at the other side.

They are two beautiful women dressed in fashion, wearing bareback outfits, dressed in jewels, and their lips are dripping. Judging by the texture of the clothes, it doesn't look like the surrounding chickens.

One of them was fair-skinned and charming, probably in his thirties, and his twin peaks were proud; The other one is slightly chubby, with bright eyes, a bit of fleshy charm, and is younger.

Yu Yue put his mouth next to my ear and said: "That tall and thin beauty is yours, needless to say, I know that you like her, this kind of young woman charm woman is simply the best in the world, I Yu Yue don't win people's love today, I want the chubby beauty next to her." ”

"Who said I wanted her?"

Yu Yue obviously didn't listen to me, and raised his glass to the two women opposite him for a toast.

They smiled, toasted in return, and then took a sip.

"There's a play!" After Yu Yue finished speaking, he pulled me to them, "Good evening to the two beauties, my name is Xiaoxiao, this is my brother Xiaoyu, we are twins, believe it or not?" ”

The chubby woman was more cheerful and said, "Haha, two handsome guys are handsome, but your handsome methods are different, don't fool me." You are free and bold, and your brother is gentle and indifferent. It certainly didn't come out of a mother's womb. ”

"Oh! Good eyesight, may I ask which type of beauty do you like? ”

"Both are my dishes."

After speaking, she and Yu Yue both laughed, like old acquaintances.

Then, the slightly chubby woman introduced: "My name is Xiao Rao, and this is Sister Hui." ”

We shook hands one by one.

Yu Yue put his hand on my shoulder and said, "My brother is a great writer, proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and he published books in college. ”

"Yo, genius." The woman named Sister Hui said.

"No, just writing for fun." I didn't look at her.

"You see your brother is still shy." Xiao Rao said in a provocative tone.

"yes, my brother is the shyest." Yu Yue put his mouth to Xiao Rao's ear again and whispered something.

Xiao Rao was overjoyed, shouted "wow", and asked Yu Yue: "You swear?" ”

"Of course, why am I lying to you, my brother is the real deal!"

Xiao Rao couldn't hide his excitement, and muttered a few more words in Sister Hui's ear, and then the two giggled. After laughing, he looked at me strangely.

"What secrets are you discussing?" I can't help but ask.

"Nothing, I also like to read."

"What books do you like?" I asked.

"Like Roman? The work of Roland. ”

"Really?"

"I still have his John? Christopher", sometimes when there are setbacks in his career and life, he turns a few pages. ”

"Don't like Haruki Murakami? Don't like Baby Anne? ”

"Those are all liars to little girls."

Yu Yue was haunted by the side at this time: "The two literary and artistic young people have chatted, should we not disturb them, do you want to dance." ”

"Let's go!" Yu Yue took Xiao Rao's hand and disappeared into the chaotic crowd.

After they left, Sister Hui and I were left behind, and the atmosphere was a little awkward.

"My name is Zhang Xiaohui, and I do jewelry business, what about you?"

I suddenly thought of Zhang Xiaohui in "Peach" and asked, "Zhang Xiaohui?" ”

A mischievous smile leaked from the corner of her mouth: "Establish a morning chapter, bamboo head Xiao, grass huihui." ”

"My name is Zeng Xiaoyu, I am currently unemployed, write something."

"A free life is for a teenager like you."

"Teenager? I'm old, I'm long past the age of my youth. ”

"You young people, people in our era didn't call old, and now the little kids are really good."

We all laughed.

Sister Hui said that I was like her first boyfriend, and I asked if this was a polite remark from Fengyue Place.

She said nonchalantly: "You little brat, my sister is long past the age of playing that kind of romantic scam." ”

"Oh."

She stared into my eyes emotionally and said, "Especially your eyes, which are exactly like his." ”

I was embarrassed and looked away.

I saw Yu Yue and Xiao Rao twisting together on the dance floor, like two twisted trees growing together.

Xiao Rao turned his back to Yu Yue, twisting his body like a water snake to the rhythm of the music.

I couldn't see Yu Yue's face, I could only see his hand rubbing under Xiao Rao's armpit and sticking it in. Then, Xiao Rao closed his eyes, like a fish leaping at the mouth of a living water.

Then, Yu Yue took her hand, and the two of them quickly walked out of the bar.

"Can I touch your eyes?" Hui made a strange request.

I thought about it for a moment and said, "You touch it." ”

Close your eyes and feel the delicacy and fragrance of your hands.

After a few seconds, I couldn't feel her hand anymore and opened my eyes.

She said faintly: "In order to see nothing else in your eyes, only my imagination of you, only the world in your image." ”

At the same time, we uttered the last sentence: "And the days and nights that your eyes control." ”

This is the French poet Paul? Éluard's poem "I have no other desire than to love you".

"Haha, it's been many years since I've met someone who has such a tacit understanding with me." Hui smile, is the kind of smile that sees the sun in the morning, so clear that it can't be disguised, "A lot of love in the novel starts with those eyes." ”

"Eyes can deceive."

"But the eyes are the least disguised organ in the human body."

I saw the story and the sorrow in this woman's beautiful eyes.

We talked until we got drunk and helped each other to the parking lot.

She drove a BMW Z4, and I sat in the passenger seat with a numb mind.

When the car was flying fast, I sobered up a little: "You're drunk driving!" ”

Hui said: "Yes, haha, I'm a drunk driver!" What do you think? ”

After saying that, she made a throttle and drove it harder, accompanied by unbridled laughter.

Her hair was broken and fluttering in the air, black and messy, like a crow flying out of the darkness, and burrowed into my ears. After that, I was unconscious.

When I first became conscious, she helped me into a large villa with pink oil paintings and a small pool with Nishiki in it.

I was placed on a large, soft bed. The nose is filled with an ambiguous aroma, which is the scent of a single woman's boudoir.

My shoes are gone, my t-shirt is gone, my pants are gone, my panties are gone.

I just lay there, staring blankly at her, letting the universe change.

She was wearing black lace lingerie and was hunched over my chest. Breathing softly, my body seemed to be covered with the warm sunshine of the plateau, and the blood began to gather somewhere.

She bit my ear and asked, "I heard you're a virgin, really?" ”

I nodded.

She smiled charmingly, like a delicate moon: "Then later, you will not be." ”