When Yinglong recalls the monotonous life at the beginning, he feels more and more bored, and always expects a little surprise.

He has long been a regular employee of the company, but because he is still young, his salary is not high. But after work, I can't help but develop a habit of smoking and drinking.

If it had been before, Yinglong would have been resolutely opposed to these.

In the past, when he saw his father smoking and drinking, he would avoid the unpleasant smell with disgust.

Now Yinglong is actually in love with smoking and drinking like his father, and even he himself is surprised.

However, he also seemed to understand why his father sometimes sat quietly in the room smoking in a daze.

Now he doesn't often stay in the house, smoking and drinking alone, looking at the ceiling and thinking about his thoughts.

No one came to disturb them, and there was no extra loud background sound, just a person who stayed there quietly thinking about something.

Many things have no beginning or end, and they are like floating clouds that sweep through my mind.

Sometimes I even shed a few tears when I think about it.

And the tears flowed down from the corners of the eyes like raindrops, and then fell on the half-used pillow, slowly seeping into the pillowcase, slowly seeping out in circles, rendering into dark round spots, and the cheeks were cold patches.

Yinglong prays sometimes, and maybe after a while he will be happy. However, time has passed month after month, and everything except the unexpected has already been thought about.

Life has not improved as expected, and it is still a three-point and one-line step-by-step manner.

Then go home and take care of everything and go back and forth as time goes by.

Yinglong doesn't want life to become boring anymore, and sometimes he will go to the book market to buy some novels and read them back, in order to feel a little fun in ordinary life and seek spiritual comfort in boring days.

He suddenly had the idea of taking a certificate in the hope of earning a little progress, for which he made some preparations.

Unexpectedly, the life around him is also changing with the pace of Yinglong.

One day, Yinglong was leaning against the door and smoking a cigarette after finishing most of his work near noon.

An eldest sister surnamed Wang in the company called Yinglong aside and asked him in a low voice: "Yinglong, do you have a girlfriend, do you want me to introduce a beautiful woman to you?" ”

Yinglong was taken aback at first, "Is it Sister Wang, then I'm going to make a shabu?" Why did you suddenly care about my problem? ”

He blinked, then calmed down, and thought for a while: "Oh, I haven't it for the time being, Sister Wang, why are you asking this?" ”

"I have a friend's colleague who looks good, and now I'm not looking for a boyfriend, why don't I introduce you to each other, what do you think, would you like it?"

Sister Wang smiled mysteriously.

"Huh? That's right, okay, let's get acquainted first, I'm idle anyway. ”

Yinglong thought about it, although he was a little hesitant, but now he is idle, so it is better to agree to Sister Wang to introduce a girlfriend to meet him, anyway, I don't know what will happen in the future.

"Is that woman good-looking, is she a good person?"

Yinglong was a little curious.

Sister Wang smiled and comforted Yinglong: "Don't worry, Sister Wang's introduction is not bad, you will know when you meet!" ”

"Okay then, let's talk about it, when are you going to set it?"

Yinglong suddenly felt a little happy and curious.

Sister Wang puffed up her chest and patted Yinglong's shoulder: "At seven o'clock tonight, you can arrange a karaoke hall and sing together!" ”

“OK！”

Yinglong felt that there was no problem, so he readily agreed.

"Then, Yinglong, if you succeed, you have to treat you!"

Sister Wang was joking, looking at Yinglong with blazing eyes.

"That's for sure! Sister Wang, do you need to talk about this? I'm not stingy. ”

Yinglong looked up and patted his chest.

"Then Yinglong, you can arrange it, and I'll do things first."

After speaking, Sister Wang turned around and left.

Yinglong watched Sister Wang leave, then thought about it carefully, and couldn't help muttering.

He doesn't usually pay much attention, how could this sister Wang notice him? is so enthusiastic about introducing his girlfriend to him, does it look like he looks good, and he is probably worthy of the audience, as for nonsense such as character, there is no need to say more.

Thinking so, Yinglong walked outside the gate, took out a cigarette, lit it and took a few puffs.

In the evening, Yinglong had dinner, dressed up well, changed into a blue jacket, black trousers, polished his leather shoes, and deliberately tightened his laces.

After preparation, he carefully took a few hundred-dollar bills, put them in his wallet, stuffed them in the back pocket of his trousers, and buttoned them.

Then Yinglong walked to the arranged song hall to meet.

It was still early, and of course Yinglong was always on time, so he decided to go out early to the appointment.

He walked like this, looking at the blurred streetscape in the distance, and although the lintels of the shops on both sides of the road flashed with colorful neon lights, the road still looked dark under the dim streetlights.

From time to time, the snow-bright headlights of the speeding car suddenly illuminate the pedestrians, and then instantly fall into darkness, making the eyes of passers-by feel uncomfortable.

Yinglong remembered the things of the past, the things he experienced back then, those voices, smiles, happiness and grievances, and occasionally lingered in his mind.

Although the details were blurred, those clips still made him sigh late at night.

Many of the past faded away, and the details were reduced to fragments.

It's like a person who is drunk and "broken", forgetting everything for a while, but occasionally remembering something at some point, but Yinglong already feels that the past is a little unbelievable.

However, after all, these are all previous experiences, but they are not forgotten for a while.

Memories are like fading old diaries, although the handwriting has been blurred, but the strokes are still there, but everyone needs to take some effort to identify and guess.

Yinglong thought and read this, the corners of his eyes were a little wet, but he didn't shed half a tear.

He shook his head, as if to throw the thoughts out of his mind like an old object.

When he settled down, Yinglong crossed the pedestrian crossing line to the other side of the road and walked towards the karaoke street not far away.

He suddenly understood: the past is gone, and the traces left behind are only some memories.

You may not know how many memories you will have in your life, but these things exist in the depths of your memory like old photos.

But reality is reality, and there is no need to always dwell on memories.

Maybe when everyone is reminiscing, it is like picking up flowers at sunset, picking up pieces of forgotten colorful shells on the beach for a long time, and playing carefully with them in their hands.

It's like behind every photo, there is an unforgettable smell left behind.

It's just that time is fleeting, and no one can go back to the past and rewrite history.

Yinglong understands that even the mistakes and frustrations of the past are difficult to remedy now, so when he wakes up from his memories, he inevitably finds that as long as he grasps the moment and cherishes the relatives in front of him.

Memories are unforgettable, but they only represent the past.

Yinglong knew that it was impossible for him to travel through time and space to make up for his past mistakes, let alone go back in time and start over all the frustrated things.

He understands that only by living in the present moment and fulfilling his life can he live his best self.

Yinglong saw a lot of passers-by walking in groups along the way towards the karaoke street.

Others sped down the street in small cars.

It has always been a popular place for young people to make friends.

In the roadside song hall, someone holds a microphone and sings a popular song loudly.

Although many people can't sing all five notes, this does not affect their emotional performance. It seems that with the accompaniment of music, they are more able to forget their troubles, throw all unpleasant thoughts out of the sky with the accompaniment of roaring, and find their true selves even in imperfect singing.

The words that you can't say or don't want to say are contained in the lyrics on the screen, and they play on the theme through the slow music.

Whether it feels real or not, whether it is true or not, it does not affect their emotional performance.

The song hall is like a good place to forget your troubles and heal, so there are people on this small street who drink a glass of "forgetful water" day and night, and find the once forgotten self in the music resonance.

Some people poured into the roadside song halls, rows of cars and motorcycles neatly arranged in the open space. Colorful neon lights flickered on the gatehouse of the song hall.

Several middle-aged men who looked like bosses greeted the red men and green women who came to sing at the door, and they all greeted each other with smiles.

The waiter who brought the tea was shuttling in and out of the door, and it seemed that business was good here.

Yinglong walked along the street in search of a song hall called "Moon Half Bend".

This cabaret is not difficult to find, it is located in the middle of the road, and business has always been good.

Yinglong asked a colleague for a phone and booked a private room, so as long as he arrived on time. He told Sister Wang the name of the song hall so that they could arrange a time to get there in advance.

Walking nearby, Yinglong felt a little thirsty in his mouth, so he bought a bottle of water to moisten his dry throat.

It turned out that Yinglong was in a hurry, and his mouth was a little dry.

In addition, smoking makes you more likely to be thirsty.

He looked at his watch, there were still ten minutes left, and he didn't know if Sister Wang and her party had already arrived.

If he didn't arrive, he planned to go in first and wait, and by the way, he would familiarize himself with the environment.

You can also order some snacks and drinks to prepare, and when they come, they can eat and chat.

Yinglong doesn't know what kind of girl the heroine tonight is, and it seems a little mysterious.

Sister Wang refused to disclose the details before, and it seemed that she planned to give Yinglong an accident.

What kind of surprise was waiting for him, Yinglong unconsciously showed a smile on his face.

He hoped that he wouldn't disappoint him tonight, and that there would be no omissions, so Yinglong tried to cheer up as much as possible, wanting to perform a little better, but don't let people look down on him.

You must know that his Yinglong is not something that can be sent at will.

Yinglong drank almost the water in the bottle, and the person was much more energetic.

Because of the distance walked, a layer of fine sweat oozed from his forehead, and under the blowing of the evening breeze, his body was much drier.

Yinglong tidied up his clothes and hair, rested for a while, and walked towards the door of the song hall.