It's late at night, some people are ready to sleep, and some people are just starting their urban nightlife.

Kyoto's Sanlitun bar street is lit with neon, roaring music, bright lights, and crowds, and young men and women indulge in a drunken dream.

In a bar, a woman who looks to be about twenty-seven or eighteen years old sits on a high stool outside the bar, her makeup is exquisite, her misty eyes have been dyed with drunkenness, wearing a sexy black cropped hip skirt, tight fabrics and bold designs make her unremarkable figure stained with fatal temptation, so that the "wolf light" in the dark frequently lingers on her, and her seductive curves are traced with her eyes.

The woman's hand, which was painted red with cardamom nails, picked up the whiskey she had just added in front of her, brought it to her lips and poured it up, and then slammed the glass on the table, and the remaining ice cubes swirled in the cup a few times, knocking out a series of crisp sounds.

"Come again!" The woman looked drunk, but she still refused to put down the wine glass in her hand, but kept asking for wine, as if she was determined to get drunk completely, so that she could get drunk and relieve her sorrows.

"Miss, it's lonely to drink alone, why don't I accompany you?" A man who had been paying attention to her for a long time stepped forward, his eyes sparkling lewdly, and his appearance was obscene and obscene, so that the bartender who had poured wine for the woman all night shook his head again and again, and his heart was worried about the woman's safety.

"Get out!" The woman didn't even look at the man, Ruyu's lotus root arm was on the bar, and her head was lying on the lotus root arm, looking like she was very drunk.

Seeing this, the man did not flinch, and the wolf light in his eyes was even worse.

"Miss, the night is long, it's boring to live alone, I have some very interesting things, I'll take you to see them." Without saying a word, the man put his hand on her bare shoulder, and took the opportunity to touch it, only to feel that the hand was smooth, making his mouth dry.

"Fuck off! Men don't have a good thing! The woman tried hard to push the man away, but she couldn't do it because she was drunk, but she was hugged tighter and tighter by the man.

"Let go of me!" The woman struggled weakly, but she was still taken out of her seat by the man, and she was about to go out.

"Let her go, or I'm going to call the police!" A deep voice sounded, and the woman looked up, struggling to open her heavy eyes, and saw a familiar figure in a blur.

"Hehe, you're here." The woman smiled.

The original man saw that the two knew each other, and that the new man looked quite strong, and he knew that the food that had come to his mouth today was about to slip away, so he had to snort coldly, let go of the hand holding the woman and left.

"One more drink!" The woman sat down in her seat again, holding the empty cup and shaking it.

"Xiaojie, don't drink it." The man sat down beside her and cut off the cup, "He doesn't deserve to be done like this." ”

Hearing this, the smile on the woman's face disappeared, her expression was blank, and the whole person became deadly silent.

"Why...... Why the hell ......," the woman murmured unconsciously.

The man didn't answer, because he knew that what the woman wanted was not to answer, but just to vent.

"He said he was going to take care of me for the rest of my life...... He said he couldn't imagine how painful his life would be without me...... He said he would always love me alone...... What he said, that's what he said......"

"Why break up...... Why don't you love it...... Why do you say just go......"

"What the hell am I not doing well...... He doesn't like it, I'll change it, can't I make it......"

"I have him in my life plan...... He's gone...... My life is half empty...... What am I going to do...... What the hell am I going to do......"

The woman lay on the bar and cried loudly, tears bubbled out one by one like pearls with broken threads, and she couldn't stop it, so that the man on the side saw it, and her heart hurt like being cut by a knife.

Hugged the woman into his arms and patted her on the back gently, "You are very good, he is not good, he is not worthy of you, he is not worthy of such a good you...... Don't blame yourself...... You're really nice...... "so good that I can't help but fall in love with you...... But you don't know......

At this time, the lively singing and dancing of the bar had just passed, and a soothing and sad music sounded.

That day / You held your umbrella alone / Protected me in your arms / The rain wet half of your body

That year / You smiled and bent your eyes / Turned that globe / Said you were going to take me through every land

I remember / Your arms are as warm as a furnace

I remember / your smile was as bright as the sun

Oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, joy, anger, sorrow, and love are diluted day by day

The moon is full and there is a lack of joys and sorrows/love is corrupted a little bit

……

The ethereal singing was like a sadness immersed in the bone marrow, so that everyone who was tired from the carnival just now couldn't help but sit or stand in place, without saying a word, looking in a trance, as if they were caught in the sad memories buried deep in their hearts.

That day/that year/We loved each other

That year / that day / we were separated

As the last rest faded away with the music, many had tears on their faces.

There will always be a vigorous and lingering love in a person's life, a few people are lucky to achieve a positive result, and most of them are separated in the desolation.

With the passage of time, the once unforgettable memories of love are subconsciously sealed layer by layer, so I think I have successfully forgotten, but I don't know that the more I want to forget, the more firmly I remember, once in a casual moment triggered by something, memories will be like a wild beast out of control to flood you, drowning you......

"What's that?" The woman who was crying in the man's arms just now raised her head and said in a daze.

The simple and mournful lyrics sang the bitterness in her heart, the beautiful and desolate melody, and the withered love.

Coincidentally, several other hoarse voices in the bar also said to the DJ: "What song is that?" ”

"This is a newly discovered song on the Internet, the song is called "That Day, That Year", and the singer is called Su Mo." Rarely, the DJ answered seriously with the microphone.

That day, that year.

Su Mo.

These two words have been deeply remembered by some well-intentioned people.

"Will you put it again?"

"Yes, put it again!"

"Put it again!"

Many people in the bar chimed in.

Sure enough, the DJ complied with everyone's request and replayed the song once.

A song is played twice in a row, which is very rare in a bar!

A man leaned into the DJ's ear and deliberately said, "Hey! How I smell a smell of conspiracy! ”

"Get out of the way!" The DJ said angrily, "It's not my sister yet, I'm crazy about this song and this singer like I'm drugged, and I have to play it in the bar to help her promote it." ”

"Your sister who is still a sophomore and was explicitly forbidden by your parents to fall in love during college? Tut-tut, don't blame me for not reminding you, if she was really so obsessed with this song, eighty percent of them would have had a similar experience of falling out of love. The man reminded maliciously, laughing and gloating.

When the words fell, the DJ froze.

"Damn it, let me know which bastard hurt her, I'm going to flatten him into meat sauce!!"