Fifty-five friends
When Wang San walked into the room, Sergei was already awake. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
He sat on the small bed, leaned against the wall, and put an ice pack on his face, and saw Wang San with a smile on his face.
"You're really hard at fists."
Sergei's smile was warm, and although his face was bruised, it was difficult to hide the freshness.
"You're such a scoundrel, you keep hugging."
Wang San's straightforward complaint just made Sergei laugh.
"But I still lost, didn't I?"
"By the way, the last flash, did you premeditate?"
Sergei questioned Wang San, and Wang San took a look back at it.
"No, it was a knee-jerk reaction."
"Good reaction, I'll lose somewhere."
Sergei looked helpless and indifferent: "In order to celebrate your victory, my defeat, how about I invite you to go out tonight?" ā
"Good! After watching the game. ā
"yes, there's going to be a Boren game next."
But then Bolen's game was completely uninteresting, Boren was beaten into a bun by Prince, Prince firmly dominated from the first minute on stage, and Boren couldn't take care of himself at all, but Prince still completely played with Boren, and it wasn't until the fifth round that Prince got tired of his plaything and finished poor Boren with one punch.
Even Norriell said: "It's a game of disparity, it's a trivial challenge. ā
Charles put it more categorically: "Two people are completely on two planets, and there is no point in this game. ā
After the fight, the fans were also quite unhappy and booed.
Wang San and the others also left the hotel in a happy mood, but the news that Sergei invited everyone to have fun still made everyone very happy.
Sergey specially prepared two extended cars and drove the group straight to a rather luxurious nightclub.
Wang San is not good at nightclubs, but Nancy is like a fish in water, and Sergei can't stop the rhythm when he enters the nightclub.
Nancy keeps hooking up with girls, and Sergei is constantly being harassed by girls.
Wang San only kept drinking with Marven at this time, and Marven was obviously a little strange today, he kept drinking, kept drinking, and the words became even less than Wang San.
Wang San could feel what happened to Marven today, but what was it? Wang San didn't know, he was just drinking with Marven.
After drinking a glass of whiskey, Marven's eyes became cloudy, and he looked at Nancy, who was chic and free in the nightclub, and Sergei suddenly said to Wang San.
"Do you know, king? There must be a node in a person's life, before which node people are still people, and after which node people are still alive but have died. ā
Wang San was silent, he had a hunch that Marven was going to say something terrible.
"People have such a life-changing node, I don't say anything else, my node was the year before last. Before that, I loved boxing, I wanted to be a boxing champion, I wanted to be famous, I wanted to be famous, to be famous with boxing. What a manly name for a boxing champion, I like it so much. ā
"But that node came, and I lost, lost many times. This made me realize that in boxing, which is a sport that requires talent, I don't have talent, not only physical talent, but also mental talent, and I tend to be nervous and miss the best time to punch. Then I felt that node coming. I'm not fit for boxing. ā
"yes, I'm not good at boxing, and when that idea pops into my head and it takes shape, I'm a different person. Losing faith is like a bull and horse who has been incited, just knowing how to eat and drink Lazar, earn a little money, and then drink a little wine. Thoughts, self-confidence, and so on disappeared from me. That idea is my node. ā
Marven continued to ask for wine, and then continued to drink.
"If you want to ask if you are willing, the answer is, of course, unwilling, but the reality needs to be accepted, whether you are willing or not will not help, you can only learn to accept, I hate to accept, I can only accept."
Marven really drank too much, and he asked Wang San with a blurred gaze.
"Hey! Wang San, do you have that node, that node that changes you. ā
"I have it too! The day of the amnesia must have been, according to you, I am now dead, out of my previous life, a life that has lost all the basis of my origin, this period of life may be just a dream, an abstract and meaningless dream compared to me before the amnesia! ā
"Compared to your unwillingness, mine is just nothingness."
Wang San's words made Marven serious, Marven looked at him seriously and smiled.
"There is only one life in people, and there is only one node, let's drink the bar."
"Good!"
Wang San never thought that he could drink like this, he must have drunk a lot.
Marven went to the toilet and vomited twice, but Wang San was still drinking.
The wine sobered Wang San up, and it also made him even more confused, making him feel that he was really living in a dream, otherwise why was his surroundings so crazy, and why he couldn't find the credentials.
Wang San drank the wine, his eyes were foggy, he thought of a person and shed tears, sadly he couldn't think of who he remembered, and finally he understood that he thought of himself.
Marven drank until he fell asleep, he was still distressed and angry in his dreams, and the calm Marven was actually not calm. Every person who seems to be calm will inevitably be entangled in his heart, and all kinds of thoughts will explode chaotically, and then he can only turn into a calm and windless daily life. Only calm the everyday!
The comfort of the real world is too great, and it pulls the reality that people's hearts can only calm down.
After two o'clock in the night, everyone decided to go back, and at this time only Sergei and Wang San were awake.
Wang San really didn't want to be sober, he also wanted to vomit and have a hangover, and then the sluggish feeling didn't allow him to do so.
Sergei has long been accustomed to sensual dogs and horses, and his life is a sensual dog.
The drunk man was arranged by Sergei in another car, and Wang San and Sergei sat in the same car together.
The car drove along the road in the dark, and the lights on both sides of the road were not bright.
Sergei's face was bruised and swollen, and his eyes were bright.
"You're boxing to feel the pain."
"Yes! Same with you. ā
Wang San looked at Sergei, Sergei looked at Wang San, and the two laughed together.
They don't fight for the glory of the boxing king's exaggerated handsomeness, nor for money and women, but to confirm something. Although the starting point is different, the end point is the same.
Who is Sergei's house at night Wang San and the hangover Nancy Marven, this night Wang San may not be able to sleep because of drinking, he can only sit in front of the window and keep looking at the water waves in the pool outside the window, the water waves are covered with starlight, mottled, just like Wang San's thoughts at this time, although it looks calm, but it is lonely and indescribable.