The mobile phone on the desktop ticked, Feng Baobao put the cigarette in his mouth, picked it up and looked at it, and the friends who sent the glasses to the city prepared a reception party for her, and gathered together to have a lively time, nine o'clock in the evening.

Feng Baobao replied casually.

She learned to smoke very early, and in high school, it has been four years since she quit smoking, and now she is picking it up again, and her movements seem a little clumsy.

She pondered the other person's question just now, looked back, was a little irritable, and replied to WeChat: "You have a rare trip back to China from Brazil, so stay at home with your parents." ”

> Feng Baobao finished smoking, got down from the sofa on the first floor, lit the ash on the jar, and said, "I'll clear this place later." ”

The fat man hummed on the counter and continued with the previous nap.

Feng Baobao passed by and added: "Come with me to the Jiulong Ice House at night, there is a party." ”

The fat man looked up and was stunned, his face was happy, Feng Baobao had already stepped on the stairs, "Go early after dry, I'll rest for a while." ”

Feng Baobao didn't sleep well, and the fat man didn't move much when he left, but she still woke up.

After that, I slept intermittently for a while, not good or bad, until half past eight.

When I drove to the meeting place, it was nine o'clock.

The most famous nightclub in J City, Kowloon Ice House, is a place where you can get all the pleasure as long as you can afford it.

Resplendent and brilliant.

Feng Baobao casually threw the car keys to the waiter.

The Jiulong Ice Room Bar is chartered, and all the people who are playing, drinking, dancing and swaying are people she knows or are familiar with.

The old friend and organizer Lu Xiao (Xing) is a sissy, and when she saw Feng Baobao, she waved her orchid finger and pounced on her, "Ouch dear, I miss you." ”

He glanced at Feng Baobao, his makeup was simple and exquisite, his figure was convex and backward, and he was able to see through the lights as if he could see through it, which was particularly eye-catching in a group of red and green people.

Feng Baobao frowned at him, and touched his face with his fingers, "If you don't apply a little powder, you can die." ”

Lu Xiao giggled and took two cocktails from the waiter's tray, and Lavon took a seat at the bar, his chin bobbing to the other side.

Feng Baobao looked down, and in the staggered light and shadow, there were several rich second generations who came to join in the fun.

She smoked a cigarette a little rusty and slammed the Zippo lighter, "You recruited it?" ”

Lu Xiao rolled his eyes.

Feng Baobao took a puff of cigarette on his face and said with a cold smile: "You will worry about my affairs." ”

The group of rich second generations were looking at her with a smile, and Feng Baobao squinted his eyes and looked at it, "It's not good." ”

"You can't even look down on this condition?"

Feng Baobao snorted coldly: "I don't like these naïve ghosts. ”

Lu Xiao leaned his head on her shoulder stupidly, "Yes, yes...... Honey, I'll do this, go dance. ”

Feng Baobao took a puff of cigarette and frowned, "I'm not in the mood, I can't get up." ”

As he spoke, he turned to the bar and tapped his fingers, "Have a whiskey." ”

Lu Xiao also turned around, looked at Feng Baobao for a while, raised his hand on her shoulder, and asked in a low voice, "Honey, haven't you put him down yet?" ”

Feng Baobao ignored it and handed the empty cup to the bartender.

Lu Xiao giggled again, "Let go tonight and have fun, get drunk, and wake up and get back to the same." ”

Feng Baobao shook the ice cubes in the cup, went down with a glass of wine, pointed at the bartender, and the bartender poured the wine again.

The light and shadow behind him flickered, and the sound was deafening.

After the party, the song ended.

When the bar's brilliant crystal chandelier went out, Feng Baobao sat alone in a chair, facing the mess of cups and plates, and re-lit a cigarette.

The air is filled with the smell of salads, seafood, alcohol and perfumes.

She was thinking about what she was going to do tomorrow.

After smoking a cigarette, she didn't come up with it, so she lit another one.

She had drunk too much alcohol tonight and couldn't hold her small cigarette steadily.

These days, she has nothing else to do but smoke and drink, she doesn't see a psychiatrist, and she doesn't take medicine that she shouldn't take.

No excitement, no stimulation.

There was a sound of footsteps outside the gorgeous mahogany door, and the cleaner was about to clean it, Feng Baobao threw the cigarette into the crystal ashtray and stood up, dizzy.

With a twist and sway, she staggered into the hallway, panting hard.

She leaned her head against the wall, feeling tired.

"It turns out that the person who can be saved by Xu Yan with his life is like this?"

With a voice as light as flowing water, Feng Baobao turned his eyes, and there was a young man standing in front of him, looking from a distance, like a whole piece of Hetian white jade, with fine brushstrokes and flawless flow.

"Who are you?" Feng Baobao was stunned, stood up, his mind instantly cleared up a lot, and when he heard Xu Yan's name, he was like a helpless child.

"His friend." The young man bowed his head lightly, and his eyes looked at Feng Baobao, which was a slight ancient well and pond water.

There is no joy, no anger, no uprightness, no harmony.

Feng Baobao felt that it was not the first time he had seen this person, but he couldn't remember when he had seen him.

After a long time, I realized that this person was the biggest catastrophe in her life.

The young man's eyes did not squint, and walked towards Feng Baobao, in the indoor light, the sleeve corners of the black suit, and the jade palms of Hetian.

Feng Baobao woke up the new wine, poured it into the goblet, gave it to the young man, and picked up the wine glass and touched it lightly, the corners of his lips were not smiling, but his eyes were three points cold, and he said lightly: "It's a pleasure to know you, I'll do it first as a respect, you are free." ”

Then he raised his eyebrows, raised his head and cooed, and the red liquid flowed down his reddish lips into his throat, and his neck was white, reflecting bright red, which was a little dazzling.

The young man looked at him, his eyes were deep, and the ancient well was microwaved, and the city fell in an instant.

Feng Baobao took one last look at the bar, and they came to pick her up, and she smiled, as if she saw the figure of that person again.

So the corners of his lips slowly opened, and the mountains and rivers were clear, and the smiles were all over the sky.

It's like having a long dream.