Suddenly, some harsh and even harsh voices immediately set off a wave of discussion, more of a conquest and abuse, standing on the stage holding a guitar, I was really a little breathless, at this time, at this point in time, I can't refute anything? I can only sigh helplessly in my heart, and things will always encounter setbacks for this difficult monster.

If I were in ancient times at this time, eggs and rotten vegetable leaves would have flown over my head, and everyone in the world would think I was a thief, and there would be people talking about me everywhere I went, and they would look at me with colored glasses, so I was a little disheartened for a moment, and once again I felt that the world was gray, colorless, and lifeless, but when I remembered the ordeal, my unfirm heart instantly became firm.

I looked at the noisy people and slowly leaned down to express my helpless but sincere gratitude to those who had applauded sincerely before the requisition, even though they all thought I was contrived.

After bowing, I walked off the stage without saying anything, rubbed the shoulders of the crowd, and walked to the bar with my head down.

I was going to give the guitar back to the story man, and then leave this environment that did not welcome me, the place that disgusted me, I felt that every qiē in the bar was conquiring against me, disgusted with me, both alive and inanimate, all tacitly so, the beautiful transparent glass wine glass, the universal but direct beer, the sweet and sour juice, and even the floor trampled by everyone reflected the light of disgust.

At this moment, I understood that I could not do public work during this time, and maybe I could only write novels at home and be an otaku.

Unsightly words or heavy words all entered my ears with trembling fluctuations, I was not angry, I just gritted my teeth and remembered Huang Mao, Li Qingshu, supermarket security guards, and remembered their bits and pieces.

At this time, the man in the story was still drinking the glass of yellow-orange-orange juice, as if he was not surprised at all by what happened, and he had no feelings for me, the so-called scumbag.

I walked up to the story man and exclaimed, "I don't think I can sing here anymore, thank you for the guitar." ”

I put the guitar on the bar, and I accidentally saw the appearance of the story man at this time, and found that his face was very ugly, and his eyes were still a little moist, I don't know what happened to him, but these are not things to think about, I and him are just a one-sided relationship, a brief intersection.

Just when I was about to leave this oppressive world with regret, the man who was silently drinking the juice suddenly said: "You sing very well, very moving, I am very moved, you can sing here." ”

The words of the story man broke through the wave of discussion, a kind of indifferent affirmation, as if he didn't care about my identity at all.

Compared with other people's discussions, I was actually a little moved, but more emotional, but secretly decadent in my heart: Very good, what's the use of moving? Isn't it sobbing yet?

However, I forced a smile on my face and said to the man who looked at my story: "If I stay here and sing, it will affect the customers of this bar, and the boss will definitely not agree, and even if I am shameless, I can't stand on the stage and be abused by everyone, I am here to sing, not to be scolded." ”

"Although this is a nightclub, this is a bar, but in fact this is a sacred place, everyone who has a story comes here to taste the pain of becoming a past, numb the whole body with alcohol, soothe the face with tears, soothe the broken heart with singing, although it is a very sadistic method, but everyone who comes here can vent the pain and hatred in their hearts. And the boss didn't open this bar to make money, just for himself, so that everyone can find the source of sadness when they are sad, and not fall into that senseless confusion, so you don't have to worry that the boss will not use you, and the second point you just said, you can also avoid it, I have a way, I don't know if you want to? ”

The story man said to me sincerely with a rather old-fashioned smile, at this time the juice in his hand has bottomed out, but the white cup is let me see the beautiful scene of this world, although I have not seen the owner of this bar, but I can feel that he (she) must be a very good person, but also a person who has suffered a lot.

"What's the solution?"

As soon as his words fell, I blurted out that I didn't want to lose this opportunity, and I was also very curious about what could be done so that I would no longer be criticized and abused by others.

At this point, the story man stood up, placed the empty clear glass on the smooth bar, and then walked up to me, leaned into my ear and whispered to me, "It's easy, it's like this"

Hearing the words of the man in the story, I was instantly stunned, the method he described was really peculiar, maybe it was unique, the strange method reminded me of the beautiful man in ancient times, but if I think about it carefully, this method can really avoid unnecessary trouble, and you can sing with peace of mind.

"How? Is this method possible? Are you willing to live in the dark all the time? ”

The story man asked with a faint smile.

"Thank you, this method is really good, in order to express my gratitude to you, I invite you to drink wine instead of juice."

I patted the story man on the shoulder and said sincerely, although there are still people looking at me with colored glasses at this time, and they are also talking about the dirty things I have done, but hearing the story of the man's method can be regarded as invigorating blood and removing blood stasis.

"Invite me to drink tomorrow, you go back and prepare first, and come to work on time tomorrow."

The story man smiled.

"Okay, tomorrow."

I said with some excitement.

After this turmoil, I left the bar, my ears were much cleaner, walking on the night road lit up by various lights, I thought indignantly: Li Qingshu, this stinky girl, actually got my things on the Internet, it's good, it's good, let me still be an Internet celebrity, it's really my big 'bene'.

Thinking about it, I shifted my thoughts to what the story man said, and I had some small expectations for the unknown tomorrow night, and I felt a little painful for myself.

But this is the only thing I am happy about now, thinking about it, walking and walking, I shifted my mind to the paternity test again, which made me more and more irritated the more I thought about it, and finally I didn't think about anything at all, and stopped a taxi to pick up Tom at Luo Meng's house

The next morning, I took Tom to the supermarket that brought me humiliation and ruined my innocence, and Tom and I spent time in a small hotel last night, and the previous house had been inhabited by someone else, and I was penniless, and Luo Meng gave five hundred when I picked up Tom yesterday, which made me feel ashamed at that time.

I took the money with a trembling hand, grabbed the money in my hand, and had a lot of thoughts, mixed around, people were developed, but I was still wandering.

I came to the supermarket for nothing else, but to quietly investigate in order to find evidence that I was framed, I know it's difficult, but how do you know that there is a chance without investigating? So I'm going to try, I can't just be cheated like this.

The supermarket security guard and Huang Mao must be friends, and the two must be in contact, I am going to meet the supermarket security guard first and let him know that I have come out, but maybe Li Qingshu has already informed the supermarket security.

"Stinky boy, we're going to meet the person who framed me in a while, let's go in and don't buy anything, because I don't have any money, I'll buy you KFC when I make money in the evening."

I leaned over to Tom and said with all this guilt.

Although I don't know if Tom is my son now, I feel a different way about Tom than I did at the beginning, and now I start to talk to him, instead of shouting at him like I did at the beginning, treating him as a wild seed that ruined my happiness.

And Tom has also changed a lot, hearing my words, he nodded obediently, and then clenched his little fists, and said excitedly: "Father, I'm going to fight the bad guys, father is the superhero in Tom's heart." ”

The warm sunlight sprinkled on this world, not the same as the fallen leaves, a ray of sunlight deliberately shone on Tom's round and handsome face, which seemed so energetic, and when I heard Tom's stupid and naïve words, I unconsciously smiled bitterly, patted Tom's head gently, and sighed: "Let's go, let's fight the bad guys"

"Father is a superhero, he is Superman, that villain will be beaten to the ground, and Tom will stand aside and cheer for Father."

In the beautiful city, under the blue sky, Tom's and I silly voices wafted, and the help of the autumn wind became even more silly