"There are a lot of bars on Bar Street, do you know why I chose yours?" I touched a RIO with her and asked her.

"Because you thought you could escape here." She always doesn't play her cards by the rules, and she knows that the answer I want is because the name of the bar is Forget.

"You know you're not good at chatting? Sister. "I deliberately skinned it, since you took the initiative to call me brother, don't blame me for calling you sister.

"I'm too good at chatting, everyone comes to talk to me, if you don't buy alcohol from me, how can I open this bar."

Her answers always made me feel incomprehensible, but they were extremely reasonable.

"Well, you win." We ran into RIO again.

There are singers in the bar, singing sad love songs. It seems that everyone who comes here has a common purpose, and that is to heal.

She also had to greet other guests, from one table to another, and seemed to be at ease and like a fish in water.

When she spun around and sat down at my table again, she brought me a dozen beers.

"Didn't you sell me alcohol?" I took one myself and opened it and gave her a look.

"Your feelings should be better than when you first came in, since you came to the bar, you must have to drink some alcohol, I am a wine seller, it is my dereliction of duty to let you sit here and not drink." She said.

"You're tricking me?" I took a sip of my wine and said to her.

"Tonight, I invited you for wine, this is not a routine, is it?" She said.

"You're good at fishing for big fish with a long line," I replied to her with a smile as I continued to sip my beer, "I'm not afraid I won't come back." ”

"Brother, imagine more about the beauty of human nature......," she said, "free wine, just do it, go back early." ”

With that, she walked away and never returned to my table. Although I watched her go from table to table all night, she never stopped at my table.

I went to that bar a lot later and never saw her again.

After a lot of times, I finally couldn't resist my curiosity and asked a waiter. I was surprised by the waiter's answer, saying that he was a friend of the boss and a writer, and he came to experience life.

If memory serves, the day I came was her last night at the bar.

"Do you have her contact information?" I asked the waiter.

"She's married......" The waiter's answer also left me speechless. The waitress style of this bar is the same as her, and she doesn't follow the routine at all.

"You misunderstood...... "I was going to explain, but the waiter was immediately called away by another guest!

I was so choked by the waiter that I dismissed the idea of asking the bar owner. The waiter misunderstood, at most choked me, if the boss misunderstood, don't ask someone to beat me, I don't want to eat this fist.

Besides, I'm really not here to pick up girls. If it's really for pickling girls, it's just a fist, it's just to find someone, and it's not necessary to eat a fist.

So, I had to go back to school in a huff.

The encounter with her that night, if she agrees with me shamelessly using the word encounter, is one of the best memories of my years in Jincheng.

I admit that I have some special impulses to express my feelings for her, and this special affection is more like a confidante, some spiritual recognition and resonance, rather than wanting to sleep with you.

Since then, I often pass by the door and forget the door, and occasionally I will be shouted by the welcoming girl at the door, handsome guy, go in and drink some wine and listen to the song. I just smiled and didn't go in anymore.

Life is like this, whether it is long or not, whether it is short or not, the white horse has passed for decades, and there will be many encounters along the way, some have become love, some have become friendship, and more have become rubbing shoulders...... I passed her by, but it was like a soul exchange.

……

Sijie and Erya's wedding came as scheduled, and I also came as promised to be the best man.

When Sijie and Erya greeted the guests at the hotel gate in advance, Sijie pointed at me with a smile and said to Erya, "This fool has liked you for ten years!" ”

I was a little surprised for a while, how can there be such a groom? Say to the bride on your wedding day that the best man has liked you for ten years. Is this a triumphant squeeze, or is it over-euphoria?

Erya's performance was relatively calm, "Really? ”

I didn't nod my head, I didn't shake my head, I just had a little burning in my face.

"Then I'll give you a loving hug!" Erya said to me.

"Is that okay?" I also asked about Sijie half-jokingly, half-seriously. I thought, anyway, it's your wedding, not Lao Tzu's wedding, if you want to play me, don't blame me for playing with you.

"You can do it now, but not after the wedding is over!" The four precepts said!

Murder and heartbreaking!

I finally understood the reason for all this. He wanted me to completely let go of my feelings for Erya from the heart.

Hiding and pinching is never the solution to the problem, the best way to solve the problem is to be open and honest.

Erya gave me a brief hug. She just hugged her, and before I could reach out to hug her, she pulled away.

Body language is telling me one thing: Ermao, you can die.

Such hugs are not uncommon at wedding scenes. The guests hugged the newlyweds one after another, which was a blessing and a little joy.

And I'm different from them, I guess Sijie and Erya also know that I'm different from those guests. They can share their joy with others, but for me, in addition to sharing joy, more importantly, it makes me die!

After an awkward hug, Flowey appeared at the door of the hotel with her boyfriend.

That was the first time I met Yang Hai.

I immediately thought of a song.

Sun, sand, waves, cacti......

Yang Hai's first impression is sunny and handsome.

Huahua introduced us to Yang Hai and introduced us to Yang Hai one by one.

Yang Hai behaved like my first impression of him, generous, decent, and full of gentlemanliness.

I secretly glanced at Huahua a few times, and wanted to hint at Huahua with my eyes, your baby has made a lot of money. But Flowey seemed to be immersed in the happiness and romance of her friend, and she didn't notice my eyes at all.

It was also in the process of peeking at Flowey that I found that Flowey's chest had finally developed.

It's big, it's big!

If Yang Hai is the same as Sijie, or someone with a similar style, I will definitely ask Huahua if she has been to South Korea. It's just that Yang Hai's gentlemanly demeanor made me suppress my bad taste.

Thinking about it again, Erya put on a wedding dress as white as jade, and Huahua also held hands with Yang Hai, an excellent boy.

Huahua's chest has grown, and after a year and a half, Erya's belly should also bulge, and we have finally grown up.

Huahua and Erya hugged all kinds of and took various group photos. I guess that even if a girl has many dreams in her life, it should be the happiest thing to wear a white wedding dress, hold hands with the prince of her life like a princess, and enter the palace of marriage.

……

At the end of the poetry meeting, after sending off the various guests, the editor-in-chief also let us go after a brief summary.

Walking out of the lobby of the Kapok Hotel, I subconsciously reached into my trouser pocket and took out my mobile phone, but also brought out 200 yuan in cash.

It was given to me by Yu Huasai, and I asked myself to return it to my friend.

My friend, it's Flowey. Thank you Yu Hua for not saying Huahua's name in front of Erya.

It's just that how do I deal with Flowey.

I said sorry to her.

She told me that she was the one who should say sorry.

Obviously, she just didn't tell me that she knew that Erya and Sijie's relationship at that time was fake, but Erya just wanted to stimulate me to act. But I really slept with her after drinking.

Don't easily develop friends in the direction of lovers, and don't sleep on friendship as love, because once you can't be a real couple, you may not even be friends in the end!