The bar owner was a medium-sized man in his mid-thirties with a weird smile, and I obediently accepted his recommendation.

He said, "This is the best wine you want to drink!" His finger pointed to the dark blue print "TOMORROW" on the black liquor label.

"Well, I've heard that when you drink it, you forget everything, so what will happen to me tomorrow?" , He didn't speak, he still had that weird smiling face, and there was something in the depths of his eyes that I couldn't see through.

It was a cup of blue liquid, bitter and cold, but slightly sweet, like blood, like tears

"Do you want to sing, I'll help you with the guitar." The boss's voice rang in my ears.

"Huh?" I looked up, and for a moment, the overlapping lights seemed to blur out the two bosses, and a trace of joy sprouted from somewhere, the body was light and fluttering, and the alcohol was working

The boss still had that smile as I got up and walked to the chair on the stage and sat down.

"What song do you want to sing?"

"Sing," I shook my body a little, "Thousand Years of Tears"

The boss didn't respond, the guitar began to groan, and the whole world was quiet again, like a world, sleeping until I don't know where.

I was immersed, consciously and skillfully sang the first line, "It's late autumn," and then lost my mind for a while

"The night sinks more lonely", a burst of vertigo, I closed my eyes, all that was left was the sound of music, like a rope pulling me, I was like a puppet

"Crumbling is not only your tears, there is only the world left."

After that, his eyes became hot, "the wind of ridicule, the singing parting", and when he opened his eyes, tears naturally fell

There seemed to be a person sitting upright not far away, "I want to see you again, even if it's one side," I don't know him, but I just looked at him, "The unfinished attachment in my past life is split in my blood"

The light was still dim, but it was a little different, I saw the burning red candle, the red candle dripping with tears, blurring the dim light, warm and lonely

"Lingering in a deep sleep, awake and disillusioned", I sang the last line, the man was still there, I wanted to see his face clearly, but this strange and familiar figure began to become confused, my brain was dizzy, I squinted, I wanted to shake off this feeling, my eyes opened

In front of me, there were only empty tables in the dim light, not the lonely flickering candles, but the modern and blurry electric lights.

"What else do you want to sing next?" I turned around, and the middle-sized boss had a strange smile and an unclear expression.

I didn't answer, I didn't know how to describe what I had just seen, it was my hallucination, but I touched the corner of my eye, and there were clear traces of tears. Being overly sensitive is really troublesome.

"Reluctantly?" The boss's voice sounded softly again

"What?" I looked at my boss, and those eyes seemed to see through everything.

He smiled, "Can't bear your guitar?" ”

"Ah, guitar." I looked at the guitar in his arms, the pink glossy body, the six strings and six colors respectively, and a wave of nostalgia welled up in my heart, pulling me out of the confusion just now.

"Of course I was reluctant, but I couldn't take it away at that time, so I had to sell it? But how do you know that this guitar used to be mine? ”

"Since you can't bear it, do you want to buy it back? Didn't you want to buy this guitar back all the way? "Instead of answering my questions, he asked me questions.

I didn't know how to answer for a moment. I remember the day I passed by the musical instrument store and saw it in the window, I couldn't help but stop, stared at the guitar in the window, and finally walked in, I couldn't play at all, but in my arms, I had a feeling that I didn't want to let go. But I can't afford the price.

The clerk said it was the last one, and I begged to keep it as much as I could, I needed some time to save money, and the clerk just said as much as possible, then took the piano and put it back in the window. Later, I saved money for a long time, and such a dazzling piano, swaggering in such a bright window, actually waited for the day when I saved the money.

"Don't you?" He swept his guitar to himself.

I shook my head, "I'm just coming to see it today, just in time to rest, and it's useless for it to stay with me." ”

The boss got up, put the piano back in the bag, pulled the chain, and returned to the bar with the piano, I wanted to say something, but he turned to look at me again, "Drink it slowly, this is really brainy." ”

He began to polish the sheer glass, his head bowed, blurred in the dimness.

"But I really don't know what your tomorrow will bring!" The boss suddenly burst into words.

I looked at the bar, and he still had his head down, but he was faintly smiling.

I sat stunned, stared at the cup for a long time, and then drank it all.

Bitter, sweet, cold, like blood, like tears, something was tumbling inside me, and in front of me was a glass of liquefied steam, like a window soaked in rain.

The content of the woman's horoscope for me last night came to my mind, and in fact she later added my friend who was with you, and then sent me a chart of the astrolabe, like that kind of math problem, with a lot of auxiliary lines drawn in a circle, and a long paradoxical analysis. It's the kind of phrase that can be said to be right, or it can be said that it is not connected at all and is just an abstract expression.

But now I'm concerned about a certain passage:

"Your emotional reactions and mood swings are greatly influenced by past experiences, and you have a clear tendency to be allergic."

"Being emotionally sensitive, combined with a reluctance to communicate your thoughts to others, can often make you introverted and shy, and emotionally hurt."

"Once the Moon is not in a good position, people with the Moon in the 12th house may have a tendency to be allergic and withdrawn, and in severe cases, they may even need to enter a shelter for treatment due to psychological illness."

"It's quite dangerous to hypnosis you. If the Moon controls the fifth, seventh, or eighth house, or is strongly related to Venus or the ruling planet in the fifth house, you may be drawn into a mysterious event."