What do nightclubs do? Just a few dozen minutes ago, when Huang Quan was still awake, he was thinking about this question while shaking the vodka in his hand. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

People in the city boast that life is surprisingly stressful and fast-paced, but why do they go to a place like this after a busy day, after dark, where the sound is noisy, the lights are dim, the people are noisy, I don't know what to say, the lights are bright? Why? Is it because a person sleeps too lonely, like Huang Quan? For the first time, he felt what loneliness was like. Just when he learned that Shang Xiaxia and Liang Sipeng were together.

Huang Quan couldn't see the faces of the men and women here, and could only rely on the blurred outline to see the thighs and the reflective gold chains. That's enough, most of the men come here to see the thighs; What about women? Bare your thighs just to get a gold chain. One by one, or piles of them, they turn into choppy stop-motion animations in dizzying lights, which together form the backdrop here. The DJ on the dance floor seemed to be washing dishes, touching the DJ player with both hands, as if it was electrified, or she didn't know how to use it; What followed the loudspeaker was the sound of the radio signal being interfered with. Huang Quan just heard that it was called electronic music. And what he thought of was that the grandson's hairstyle was like an "electric head".

Unusual hairstyles, distinctive earrings, and tattoos with bells and whistles are the standard for people here. But not everyone has a tattoo. Those who have tattoos - or dare to show them - are limited to a certain number of people. They were surrounded by a large group of people who didn't have tattoos, and there had to be two or three women on the left and right. One is not good, enough is enough, but there is no face, just like the courtesy car when the Chinese get married, obviously two or three are enough, but you have to use a car to make a train. It's just for the sake of face. The estimation of these men and women only looks at the quantity, and does not care about the quality, of course, it is not ugly, but it is not beautiful. Huang Quan thought. There is no woman who can compare to Shang Xiaxia. But he kept staring at the women—not at them, actually, but at their parts: thighs, breasts, and buttocks. Probably because of their clothing, these women's figures are surprisingly hot; It's hot, it's not good. Because these women reminded Huang Quan of the kind of figure he had seen on TV in Africa, fat black women. There is no meaning of discrimination here - to say that discrimination is also discrimination against these women in front of you, as a yellow race, they actually look like this! Well, the lights were so dim that Huang Quan couldn't even be sure if they were compatriots, maybe they were really smuggled foreigners.

Huang Quan looked at a woman who was close to him. The woman was writhing on the dance floor - her movements were hardly dancing. She was wearing high-leg leather pants in net stockings, and Huang Quan couldn't see what her face looked like, and his vision was only to the two pounding pieces of flesh. Huang Quan thought, good guy, this is really sassy, you really have to open your butt to see your pants. He really made a fuss because of the female base around him

Ben is all dressed up. He was surprised because he had only seen this kind of clothes in the hotel before when he was training with those women.

The scene in front of him was not beautiful, but Huang Quan still looked at it while drinking, and seemed to use the woman's thigh as a duck neck for drinking. Then the owner of the duck's neck came, a man of five big and three thick. Bareheaded. Huang Quan couldn't recognize what was tattooed on his head, he only saw a lump of black, more like someone had put a basin on his head. He walked straight like Huang Quan, Huang Quan was still unhurried, and his eyes remained the same.

"Hey! What do you see! The big bald head said. Revealing a mouth full of black teeth, Huang Quan wondered if this product had tattoos on its teeth?

"Huh? What the? Huang Quan put the cup on the bar, stretched out his two hands and groped in the air next to the bald head, while his eyes tilted to the side and asked, "Where are you?" ”

"Uncle's! It turned out to be a blind man! The bald head said.

Huang Quan stretched out his hand to the bald man's chest and pinched and touched it: "So you're here?!" ”

"Hey! Where to touch! Your uncle's! "The bald head walked away with his chest protected.

Huang Quan smiled at the corner of his mouth, and took a sip of wine. The heart said, this thing may not have touched many girls, and now he is not happy to be touched.

The people on the dance floor twisted their waists, and Huang Quan sat on the side and watched. It seems that none of this has anything to do with him, but he is here and now. These people, they are here just to be together and seek comfort for each other, a group of lonely people. And what about Huang Quan, is he too? He didn't think so, but he was here. And even here still alone. His name is Zhang Yang, Zhang Yang doesn't come, he calls the director of finance and accounting, he doesn't come, he calls He Wei, and he doesn't know what's going on. He wanted at least one more He Wei to accompany him, at least, he thought. A trace of sadness suddenly passed through my heart. Even when he donated money to the village but was not grateful, he never grieved, on the contrary, he thought at that time: how lofty it is to do good deeds without asking for anything in return! Those who do not appreciate themselves but denigrate themselves are grandchildren, and do not share their knowledge. Now he did feel the sadness. The hardest thing is that you are sad and you don't have someone to grieve. Yes, he is only grieving himself. This made him feel even more sad.

Li Dahong arrived here in a short time according to Huang Quan's address, and it seems that she often comes to this place. She went in, squeezed past those who were going to get drunk, those who weren't drunk, and those who were pretending to be drunk, and found Huang Quan with his head down at the bar. I guess it's already drunk. She walked over and shook the other drunken man sitting next to Huang Quan, and asked him if he could sit next to him; The man didn't answer—he was too drunk to answer, so Li Dahong automatically thought that he had acquiesced, so he threw him to the ground and sat down next to Huang Quan.

"Bloody Mary." She said to the bartender.

The bartender didn't even look at her and said, "No." ”

"No?" Li Dahong said: "What is there? ”

"Just beer and cocktails." The bartender still didn't look at her, and it seemed that there was a second half of the sentence - "love to drink or not".

"Why?" Li Dahong asked again, and at this time, Huang Quan had already raised his head when he heard her voice.

"Because these two are the easiest, I adjusted the savings." The bartender is outspoken and has nothing to hide.

Li Dahong pointed to Huang Quan's cup and said, "Then what is he?" ”

"Don't you know vodka?!" The bartender spoke in a tone that seemed like she was taking advantage of it.

Li Dahong was angry and funny, and said, "You kid drank high!" ”

"How do you know?" The bartender said this and fell to the ground.

"Forehead ......" Li Da red and black line. The bartender was so dutiful that she held on until she finished asking—what a! I didn't give her anything for a long time.

Huang Quan reached out and pulled out two bottles of beer from the bar, bit them open with his teeth, and gave one bottle to Li Dahong. The two of them touched and drank before they began to speak.

"You're not drunk, are you?" Li Dahong said.

"Am I so easily drunk?" Huang Quan felt dizzy when he said this, "Why are you, He Wei?" ”

"He's still working."

"This kid ......," Huang Quan took another sip of wine.

"What are you going to do with someone to drink, let's talk about it."

"Big red. I ......"

"It's cute for people!" Li Dahong's words made Huang Quan feel sick for a while.

"Okay, Big Red." Huang Quan said: "Brother actually feels lonely and sad! It's weird. ”

Li Dahong seemed to have heard a half-vegetarian joke, smiled as if he was not smiling, and said, "Your brother Quan still has a time when he is lonely and sad!" ”

Huang Quan said: "It's true. In the past, I always thought that loneliness and sadness were the same things that those poets and madmen who only drank ink and didn't eat enough were the things they came up with. I am self-aware, and I know that what I like to eat is rice and elbow meat, so I don't mix with this kind of cultural people's things. But I really feel lonely right now. "And sadness." He stressed.

Li Dahong drank the wine in his hand. I didn't speak for a long time, as if I was seriously thinking about what Huang Quan said. Her thinking also embarrassed Huang Quan, he actually just wanted to say it himself, and he didn't expect Li Dahong to answer anything for himself. But in fact, he thought too much, Li Dahong just thought about it again, the beer was still not good, and she wanted to change the bottle of champagne on the wine cabinet.

After a while, Li Dahong seemed to suddenly realize that there was such a living thing as Huang Quan waiting for her to speak, and she said: "What loneliness, you put the TV to the maximum." Will you still be lonely? ”

Huang Quan paused and said, "I tried, my house is too big, the TV has an echo, and if there is an echo, it seems empty, and that's when I thought of loneliness." ”

"Uh......" A black line fell on Li Dahong's head. …… That's fine, even though you live alone, you have a loyal accounting director who is at your house basically every day, isn't it? ”

"I only deal with this one person a day, and it's still a working relationship. It's lonely to think about! Huang Quan sighed.

"Uh......" The black line on Li Dahong's head is getting longer and longer. Don't talk about loneliness, talk about sadness. You are a dignified Mr. Huang, what are you sad about? If you want me to say that the greatest sorrow in life is the death of my father and mother and the affair of my wife. Food and clothing are not guaranteed, but these points are not next to you! Think about it, you are an orphan without parents, unmarried, living alone, and now you are so rich. ”

"You're right. I have no father, no mother, no family, I have no money but no one to spend it, sad! Huang Quan sighed.

"Forehead ......" Li Dahong is poor. She said in her heart, no one spends it on me, is it okay to give me flowers; I asked you to live with me, but you didn't want to, who is to blame? But she didn't say anything more, for fear that Huang Quan would think of those two words - loneliness, sadness!

The beer was almost finished before Li Dahong spoke: "I said, isn't it because of Shang Xiaxia that you want to die or live, I heard that she got along with others?" ”

"You're really well-informed. I don't care, though. Huang Quan picked up the wine bottle to hide himself, but found that there was only foam left inside.

"Come on," Li Dahong's wine bottle was also foaming, but she didn't dislike it, she picked it up and drank it. Staring at the bottle of champagne, is it really possible to quench your thirst?

"Actually, just because the two of them are together doesn't mean you don't have a chance," Li Dahong said slowly. Huang Quan listened intently: "Who hasn't had a bad relationship, won't you have a chance when the time comes?" ”

"And when am I going to wait?" Huang Quan said.

"Stupid, you won't take the initiative to create opportunities!" Li Dahong's words were subdued, and one sentence changed three tones, and Huang Quan instantly understood what she meant.

"Well, isn't it?"

"I'll leave the method to you, so it's up to you to use it. I'm helping you because you've helped me. Now we're even. ”

Huang Quanxin said, this is even, and the money I gave you will not be counted; This woman is really calculating. "Okay, don't talk about me, let's talk about you. Have you been looking for Wang Moxuan recently? Huang Quan deliberately teased her with this, he knew that Wang Moxuan would not sign her.

Li Dahong didn't eat his set, and said: "I feel it recently, I'm doing a really good job by He Wei's side, and I'm basically in charge of the company's affairs, which is really interesting!" ”

"Drink!" Huang Quan smiled. "I'm out of wine, do you still drink?" Although Huang Quan asked again, he had already reached for the beer.

"No more beer. I want to drink that! Li Dahong pointed to the champagne on the wine cabinet and said.

"Such a big bottle, just the two of us?"

"What are you afraid of, you can't finish drinking and packing!" Li Dahong had already planned everything when he stared at it just now.

"Okay." Huang Quan turned over into the bar and stepped on the bar on the ground with an "oops", and Huang Quan quickly got off his back. Fortunately, he hasn't woken up yet, or he just woke up and was stepped on by Huang Quan and fainted.

Huang Quan reached out for the champagne on the wine cabinet and was still asking, "Is this it?" At this time, I heard the fat man in front of me say, "Your uncle! You're pretending to be blind! Brothers, beat him up! ”

"Run!" Huang Quan jumped out of the bar and pulled Li Dahong to run wildly. (To be continued.) )