Conghan completely disappeared from our world, maybe he went to another university to continue his life, or maybe he went back to inherit his family's factory...... I completely unloaded all my sorrow and gave him as a farewell gift.

Life pays attention to rituals, even if it is an innocuous small emotion, it must be packaged into a big insight that can be talked about.

From the cold left quietly, digesting these unexpected lives is too peaceful. Soon we couldn't bear the loss of this death and began to make a commotion.

Xiya took Xun'an and me to a Qing bar in the city. Unlike the big noise in the bar, there is just a small movement here where you can drink a drink and tell a story to someone else. With the low chanting and singing of the resident singers on the stage, the atmosphere is unrestrained and quiet.

We chose to sit at the bar, which was a place where we could drink our favourites and be close to the stage.

"You can order whatever you want!"

"I'm in for a treat today." Obviously she hadn't started drinking yet, but Xiya looked drunk. She waved her hand and asked us to order. It's like those who are drunk, staggering and shouting that they are not drunk and that they need another bottle.

I don't like alcohol, not because I hate the ritual that seems to be created only by drinking it, but because I naturally hate alcohol. Its taste is like a poison stuck in my throat to me, hard to swallow.

"I'll just drink some juice."

"Me too." Xun An continued with my words.

"You guys really are, come to the drinking place and order juice!"

"Oh well. I drink, you feel free. "Xiya is about to graduate, and I just want to have a drink before I leave school. It's a pity that I can't get up when I meet the two of us

"Handsome guy, did you hear that?"

"Give them both a glass of juice, and then make me a glass of stronger wine." The bartenders were surprised by our demands. I think, how many people have such a person seen drunk? How many people's sorrows have you heard?

"Come, let's have a glass and celebrate my graduation."

The first cup is to say goodbye to those years. I still remember the first time I met Xiya on the train, the three of us were still there.

"I respect you and hope that you will have a smooth life in the future!"

The second cup, to our friendship. Xiya is my friend, and the friendship between us is worth a toast.

"Good!" Shiya drank the wine from the glass in one gulp.

"So are you. Handsome man, I'll ask for another drink. Immediately, her glass was filled again.

I was infected by Xiya and slowly integrated into this indulgent space.

"Xun'an, I still want to respect you." After drinking the juice from the glass, I handed the glass to the bartender in the same way, "One more glass." ”

The two of them were amused by my actions, and Xiya even slapped the table to coax.

"But ......"

"What are you looking for?" Xiya asked solemnly.

Xun An's eyes also became serious, and the two of them looked at me so straight, waiting for my reply. When I looked up, the bartender boy also stopped what he was doing and looked at me.

"So you need a reason for a toast?" I just said it in passing, looking for a reason to drink. But the fate that I and Xun'an have been working on since our mother's womb should also have a drink.

Xiya was defeated by my naivety. The little brother bartender also continued to wipe the cup in his hand, and Xiya, this guy, actually drank another glass of wine.

"What about Xun'an?"

"Do you want to ...... What do you want to say to me, the one who is leaving? Xiya turned her head to Xun'an, she hadn't let go of her feelings for Xun'an.

"Whatever you want to hear, just take it as if I said it all." Xun An said such obscure words again.

"You should thank Xiya!"

"She's ...... to you No, it's so good for us! "I don't want to embarrass Shiya and say a bunch of polite words. In fact, I wanted to signal Xun An and let him speak well.

Shyarel laughed, but this time it sounded more free. Also, everyone is an adult, and there is no need for this kind of politeness. And this is exactly what she loves! Thinking of this, I threw the drink in my hand back.

"Please, bring me a drink, just like her."

The stronger the wine, the worse it tastes. I wanted to take a sip of it, but I choked on my nose and all the wine turned into snot and tears flowed out.

The bartender hurriedly handed over the tissues, and the three of us couldn't laugh or cry.

"If you can't drink it, don't force it!" Xiya laughed breathlessly.

"Can I drink it, I can't get a glass of wine?" I'm competing with myself.

"Xiya, let's take a sip." I clinked glasses with Shia. Just as he was about to enter, he was snatched away by Xun'an.

He toasted, "You feel free." ”

"Why are you snatching my cup?"

"If you want to drink, ask this little brother if you want it!" I thought I might really not be able to drink alcohol, and I was a little angry when I saw Xun An snatch my glass. Drunk people have a big temper and get out of control.

"You're drunk, drink juice." My vision became hazy, but I could clearly see Xun'an pushing his cup in front of me.

"Haha......" Xiya's laughter was a little arrogant and stunned.

"Aren't you drinking right now?" Avi heard that I couldn't drink and thought he had heard a fantasy.

These are all memories, and now I am no longer the girl who faints when she gets drunk. Most of the people who drink alcohol, and those who drink too much, want to drown their pain, and often end up building a natural pool for those who suffer.

Back to the memory. We two girls, under the influence of alcohol, used the Qing bar as a bar. We ran to the stage and asked the DJ to play a fast-paced dance song, and we danced without knowing any dance steps.

Of course, the two of us don't remember these things. These are all things that the bartender we called all night told us later. The world is really small, and this calm little big brother who bartended at the bar turned out to be the president of the student union of the college, and he was still a junior one level below me. We ran into him again at the graduation party, and he couldn't stop smiling when he saw me and Xiya.

"You two are amazing!"

"I've been there for so long, and I've never seen a girl like you." I didn't dare to look him in the face.

"I'd better drink less in the future, if it weren't for him that night." He pointed to Xun'an next to him. "If it weren't for him, you would have been dragged out by the security guards!" The junior laughed as he spoke, and Xiya and I looked at each other awkwardly and smiled.

"But why haven't you told us about it?"

Xun An didn't answer us, but found a seat and sat down, pretending not to hear.

Over the years, I have also become accustomed to the habit of seeking peace. Since he didn't want to say it, I didn't ask any more questions. We sat quietly in the audience and watched the performances of the younger students, and Xiya also cried several times, maybe she saw what she looked like back then.

The show is like this every year, it's just that the people on the stage have changed, and we go forward and say "hello" and "goodbye" to everyone.

The junior brother was also one of the performers, and he acted in a skit, but ......

"This plot seems familiar!" That's right, he's playing what happened that night. He restored himself on the stage, and also restored our story.

Xiya and I laughed and leaned back and clapped our hands. In his final speech, "I would like to dedicate this drama to our lovely seniors and seniors, and hope that they can also dance so indulgently in the future!" ”

The audience applauded thunderously, and I was pleased to see that everyone was moved by our story, and I was pleased to clap along with everyone.

Life is full of surprises, and if not, it can be replaced with a sense of ritual. We use wine glasses to tell our hearts, we use dance to say goodbye to youth, we use performances to pay tribute to beauty, and we use applause to greet and farewell.

I suddenly remembered Cong Han, he left without any ritual to create feelings. Strangely, I couldn't remember him more and more clearly, and I couldn't hear his voice. I was a little scared, afraid that one day I would forget that he had come to our world, that I would forget that he had stayed so much in my life, that I would even forget that I had forgotten about him.

It's okay to forget.