What time of day is sunrise this season?

Cheng Jiayi drove the car, wandering aimlessly in the streets and alleys of Hecheng, the sky was dark and gloomy, but it was not as clear and lofty as when he was a child, and at the place where the horizon met, it was covered by neon in a large area of dark red, and the moon could not be seen, the stars were sparsely scattered, and occasionally one or two flickered particularly brightly.

Cheng Jiayi's car window was wide open, the wind whistled in with the speed of the car, and there was the sound of hunting. The long hair fluttered messily in the wind, and the few strands of sweat that had been stuck to it before were now astringently wrapped around the face, like an irritable mood that could not be caressed.

Cheng Jiayi is not good at stepping on the accelerator, and always accidentally let the speed cross the line, but fortunately, the road is empty, there are no pedestrians, and even there are few vehicles, only orange and yellow street lights are strung overhead.

Soon she drove her favorite landmark in Hecheng - Nanhu Bridge.

In the early hours of the morning, when the whole world is dormant and ready to wake up, the empty curved bridge, embellished with dreamy street lamps like pearls, is quietly erected on the water, like a mysterious tunnel connecting two different dimensions.

She remembers that once in a public welfare event about traffic safety, she also heard an officer of the traffic police team impassionedly introduce the bridge she liked in Mandarin with dialects, the content seems to be about speeding, saying that the design of curves or bridges is very scientific, combined with the principle of eccentricity and the like, so although basically no speed measuring instruments will be installed in such a road section, but they are not worried about the occurrence of speeding, because take the Nanhu Bridge as an example, If the speed exceeds 60 (yards) when getting off the bridge, the car will obviously feel that it can't control it and wants to fly out......

Cheng Jiayi's car quickly drove to the highest point of the bridge, she stubbornly stepped on the accelerator, watched the speed pointer rise to more than 60, and was scared in her heart, while steadily turning the steering wheel under the bridge, and then stopped in front of the traffic light with a sudden brake.

Looking at the interval between the red light countdowns, she cursed a dirty word in her heart: hell eccentricity!

followed, and slammed the steering wheel in a negative manner: it's all a lie!

What the hell centrifugal rate is a lie!

What mountains and seas oath are all deceitful!

Any key lost is a lie!

Cheng Jiayi held back the tears that burst out of her eyes, recalling that when she was pinned under her by Shu Hang, the position of his pants pocket, and the hard thing that made her thigh hurt was clearly the shape of the key.

Why do you even want to lie to me when you're drunk? Like the phrase "I love you", it was obviously not said to me......

The green light came on, and her right foot was still firmly pressed on the brake, and she didn't move.

Flickering, yellow, red.

Cheng Jiayi unbuckled his seat belt, leaned over to open the drawer in front of the co-pilot, and took out a pack of cigarettes and lighters, red double happiness with a light green shell, pulled out one, and left it for too long a little damp, not very good to ignite, tried several times, and barely burned it.

Take a deep breath and choke on the mint taste. Take another deep breath and extinguish.

The smoke went around his mouth and came out of his mouth again.

When the green light came on again, she fastened her seat belt, straightened her hair with her fingers, and slowly drove towards Ye Qingyun's house.

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Cigarettes, like alcohol, used to be an extremely exclusive thing for Cheng Jiayi.

Dad smoked all his life, and his teeth were full of yellow, yellow, black and black cigarette stains, and he couldn't brush them off. Since she was a child, her home has been filled with second-hand smoke, which often makes her throat hairy, coughing unstoppably, and her vision seems to be blurred several degrees.

His mother advised him to quit smoking, but he always made all kinds of excuses, and several times pressed the treasure on Cheng Jiayi, saying, "Xiaoyi took the top ten in the class in the exam, so I quit smoking." "Xiaoyi entered a key high school, so I quit smoking. "Xiaoyi got a scholarship, so I quit smoking. ”……

Cheng Jiayi did it all one by one, the ninth in the class of the final exam of the second year of junior high school, holding the report sheet with the rankings, and rushed to his father; Before graduating from junior high school, she was sent to a key high school with excellent math and English science scores, and other classmates were still desperately preparing for the high school entrance examination in May, she sat in the classroom of the high school and began to learn the content of the competition; In the first year of college, I ranked first in my class in my major, got a high scholarship, and transferred it to my father's bank card......

However, every time, my father did not quit smoking, and while smoking, he compared the next goal, like drawing a round of empty pie for a hungry person.

Swindler!

And wine is Shu Hang's favorite, originally only drank two bottles at dinner, but later because of work and socialization, friends and other reasons, he became obsessed with bars and nightclubs, so he drank from time to time until he was drunk and needed her to pick it up.

Even if she ran away in a bad mood, his first explanation was drunk and disorderly.

Knowing that drinking alcohol can cause sexual disorder, then why drink it?

She doesn't understand, one is so choking, the other is so bitter, what is the fatal attraction?

But later, she touched both.

Shu Hang didn't allow her to drink, but in her infinite curiosity, he reluctantly drank with her once.

I prepared a lot of wine that day, and I bought several brands of beer alone, the most common snowflakes in Hecheng, Budweiser, which was still endorsed by Wu Yanzu at that time, and Heineken, which had the best advertisement, and so on. First of all, she took a small sip, bitter, and it didn't make much difference to her drink, and it wasn't tasty at all.

The snowflakes are faint, and Budweiser can drink a distinct wheat aroma and wine taste, a little strong, compared to Heineken, it seems that it is better to accept it, and the aftertaste is a little sweet, so it was determined that Heineken was later.

Shu Hang taught her to drink in large gulps, which is different from the bitterness of taking a small sip and having a full mouth, and if you pour it in a big sip, you will only have a taste in your throat, and the process will be particularly refreshing.

So, she also learned to swallow in one gulp. Still frowning, but it really feels much better than taking a small bite.

She didn't remember when she lost consciousness when she drank the first few cans, but she vaguely felt that she had drunk quite well, and when she woke up the next day, the empty cans in the living room were counted by boxes.

But after that time, Shu Hang still insisted that she was not allowed to drink, and occasionally had a few parties with expensive red wine, and would allow her to take a sip to taste it, or, a few other times, if she went to the bar with her, and if she had a foreign wine, she would also give a small glass to satisfy her curiosity.

She really started drinking, after running away from home, staying in a hotel in a foreign land, sad and sleepless all night, buying beer, red wine, champagne cocktails, drinking one after another, the alcohol turned into tears, drenched her pajamas, soaked her pillows, cried tired and fell asleep in a daze.

Beer is torment, accompanied by too many memories, and every sip seems to be Shu Hang clinking glasses with her.

Red wine is the most sleep-inducing, half a bottle will make you dizzy, and you can sleep until three poles in the sun when you fall into bed.

Champagne is sweet and more suitable for celebratory occasions, and it goes with cake like a happy joke.

And cocktails, almost like drinks, the more you drink, the more sober you get.

……

Smoke, much earlier.

When I arrived for the first time early, I went to the bar to find Shu Hang because I was in a hurry, and I saw two other male friends who had girlfriends each hugging a girl they didn't know, and drinking wine affectionately. I realized that the so-called "princesses" I saw in those novels and TV were actually so close to real life, so close that they were by your side and me, and so close that they were in the arms of their friends......

That time, there was no one around Shu Hang, she exhaled happily, but she was a little uncertain and repeatedly asked him to verify whether she really didn't call the princess, and after getting his repeated affirmative answers, she was slightly relieved.

She remembered that time, he took her to the square outside the bar, ordered a skewer and said to her with a grin, "I have you, why do I need to be called a princess?" ”

Cheng Jiayi: "But ......"

Shu Hang rubbed her head: "Their girlfriends are not as good as you~"

Cheng Jiayi smiled embarrassedly, but he believed it stupidly.

However, later he overheard it from a friend, and when she called to ask for the address of Shu Hang's bar, he sent the princess in his arms away.

It was the first time, the first time she knew, Shu Hang lied to her.

The heartache was so great that he couldn't find an outlet for catharsis, so he hid in a corner and lit a cigarette. Inhaled in a big gulp, choking tears came out, she wiped her tears with one hand, and still held the cigarette with the other, and pressed it to her lips.

There was no addiction, just that when he knew that he was lying to her again, he pumped it hard, like a ritual of punishment.

Later, how they changed their attitude of asking the princess to accompany the wine to a generous and acquiescing attitude, Cheng Jiayi himself couldn't say clearly.

may be in the relationship with Shu Hang, although she is also stingy and jealous like all little girls, but compared to his acting on the scene for the sake of face, she is willing to believe the depth of their relationship for so many years, and what she actually cares more about is his honesty with her.

She doesn't want him to coax, she wants him to be 100% real, even if those who really want to be worldly and hurt people, she is more willing to accept his explanation for doing "bad things".

In her mind, the highest state of love is to be one, and two people have a heart-to-heart connection. So she can accept all his words, as long as he sues her that he is needy and happy to do that thing, then she can gladly accept it.

She feels that those loves that need to be coaxed and deceived are not deep enough.

And yet he ......

Swindler!