On the side of the overpass next to Jiefang West Road, there is a bar called "Drunken Life and Dream Death".

Located in a prime location in the heart of the city, the bar has expensive rents and lavish décor, so drinks are expensive. Even so, it does not affect the "drunken dream of death" every night full of guests, in an endless stream.

In the brightly lit and rock-piercing bar, some people are here to find lost youth, some people are here to indulge their depraved selves, some people are here to vent their low emotions, and some people are here to spend plenty of time.

Tonight, a sad woman with teardrops on her face and domineering Mercedes Benz in two parking spaces wants to find a feeling called drunken dream death in this bar called "Drunken Life and Dream Death".

"Yuwei, where are you? Your Hermes bag was forgotten in the changing room, or should I send someone to deliver it for you?" ”

As soon as Liang Yuwei stepped into the narrow door of the bar, the crisp and pleasant ringtone of the iphone4 in his hand suddenly rang, it was Wang Congdan calling.

"No need, you can keep it for me! I also have a Louis Vuitton in my car! ”

After hanging up the phone, Liang Yuwei sat in the VIP seat where he used to sit as a VIP guest, cocked Erlang's legs, and called Manager Hu of the bar.

Tonight, she didn't want to order the most expensive wine, she only wanted the strongest wine.

"Manager Hu, bring me two bottles of Red Star Erguotou!"

"Miss Liang, you know, we don't sell this stuff in the bar! Why don't I bring you a bottle of your favorite Martini? ”

Out of respect for this bar VIP, the young manager Hu hid his unbearable expression, pretended to be embarrassed, and communicated with the frosty beauty in front of him in a consultative tone.

Liang Yuwei took out five 100 yuan from Louis Vuitton bag, "Then go to the supermarket across the road to buy it, the extra money, count your tip!" ”

Manager Hu was embarrassed for a few seconds, sighed, took the money handed over by Liang Yuwei, and said with a smile: "Actually, someone in our bar has a birthday party today, and I am a little overwhelmed." But there is no way, as long as you Miss Liang speak, I have to meet your requirements in my busy schedule. Just like your position, before you came, a few square dance aunts who came to the bar to try it out had to sit here, and I insisted on arranging other seats for them. Because my little beard has a hunch that you will come tonight! ”

"Okay, you said so many sweet words, I know what you mean! Give another three hundred! ”

Liang Yuwei took out another 300 yuan, threw it to Manager Hu, and waved him away.

His flattery is disgusting!

Wang Congdan, you are married, and this place has become an empty city.

Liang Yu slammed Louis Vuitton into the fuchsia soft sofa beside him with a slight sadness.

This vacant seat belongs to her best friend Wang Congdan, and this fuchsia color is also her favorite color.

In the past countless days, Wang Congdan often accompanied her here to go crazy, get drunk with her, sing and play boxing with her.

But now, she's married, right tonight.

A week ago, Wang Congdan told her two pieces of news about Liang Yuwei here:

Yu Wei, I will marry Lao Xiao next week, at the castle hotel by the lake.

Yuwei, you are my best friend, you must be my bridesmaid! You're not my only bridesmaid, but you're certainly my best and most beautiful bridesmaid.

Scold... This week, life has played an international joke on me.

Liang Yuwei took the red star second pot head handed by Manager Hu's hands, unscrewed the bottle cap, and took a deep sip.

They once said that they would find a home for marriage together here and hold a wedding together, but Wang Congdan took the first step.

They once said that they would never mention the word Shen Xiao again, but this morning Wang Congdan opened his mouth casually, \ Shen Xiao, the moment you held my hand, did you ever think that this is a ticket to marriage, you gave me a smile and hope, but you abandoned me halfway, leaving me with tears and despair, you are too cruel!

Shen Xiao, did you hear the lyrics? I shut myself up and left only one balcony, and every day when I opened the window in the dark, I stared at the night in a daze, watching the past scene by scene, and performing your and my love again.

Liang Yuwei cried, laughed, drank, and sang.

This shadow under the dazzling lights looks particularly lonely in the noisy and swaying lights of the bar.

The best friend next to him got married, leaving him a cold vacant seat, and the man who occupied him said goodbye without saying goodbye, leaving him endless pain.

This pain can only be solved by smoke and spirits for the time being.

Liang Yu sang this sad song silently following the singer's voice, but was interrupted by a crisp clinking of glasses, applause, and commotion from the opposite side.

She is lively by nature and afraid of loneliness, and if it were usual, she would definitely prefer these noisy and lively atmospheres, but because she is in a bad mood at the moment, she defines these laughter and laughter as "noise"!

Distraught, she simply stopped singing, she asked Manager Hu to send a pack of soft Chinese that was thicker than her own women's cigarettes, asked Manager Hu to borrow a fire, and lit another one for herself.

"Miss Liang, why don't I give you a lighter! You only bring cigarettes and no fire every time, it's too troublesome! ”

Manager Hu said politely, took out a handful of Zippo, and handed it to Liang Yuwei with both hands!

"No, I like the feeling you light a cigarette for me!"

Liang Yu rejected his kindness with a slightly expressionless face.

Manager Hu realized that this was not a compliment, so he used a sneer to resolve the embarrassment and walked away.

Liang Yuwei looked at his lonely and departing back, and suddenly felt that the cold joke just now was a bit excessive.

Bringing only smoke, not fire, is actually her style! She's not a smoker, and smoking is just a stimulant that she takes when she's depressed.

After the blonde singer's "Let Go of Your Hand" was sung, Liang Yuwei wanted to click it again, allowing her confused heart to continue to sink into the lost beauty in the lyrics.

But...

"Hey, singer, it's my birthday today, please sing "Happy Birthday to You"!"

In the crowd at the birthday party, a short-haired man with a stubble on his face yelled loudly with a wine bottle.

The bar singer met his request, and a song of Wen Lan's "Happy Birthday to You" replaced Li Shengjie's "Let Go of Your Hands"!

"Miss Liang, you're a step late, why don't you finish this song, I'll arrange it for you?"

Manager Hu, who was secretly staring at Liang Yuwei, saw that this woman was a little unhappy, and stepped forward to comfort him!

"No need, it's his birthday, then accommodate him!"

Liang Yu took a slight puff of his cigarette, took another sip of Erguotou, and moved his cold gaze to the group of people who were laughing and laughing from the left front.

The birthday party was attended by four men and two young girls, six of whom sat together at two round tables.

In the middle of a round table, there is a brown cheesecake that has been divided into pieces, while another round table is full of wine, red wine, champagne, beer, lemon music...

Of the four men, the short-haired man in a thin shirt in the middle was the oldest, about fifty. The other three men were younger, about twenty-five.

Through the flickering and dimming dazzling lights, Liang Yuwei recognized the one in a black jacket among the three young people next to the middle-aged man, who was his former employee named Xiong Weiguang.

Because it was once, because it used to be a bad relationship, Liang Yuwei didn't greet him, pretended not to see it, and continued to drink and smoke.

Two young and thin girls, instigated by the middle-aged short-haired man who ordered the song, drank two cocktails in a row.

"Awesome, my girl! Come on, go on! ”

The middle-aged man and the three young men next to him gave them a round of hip-hop applause! While applauding, they filled their freshly emptied glasses with wine, and this time, the two girls filled their glasses with red wine!

"Come on, come out and play, then have fun! Let's dry this red wine too! ”

The birthday star took the initiative to toast the two girls.

The two girls faced the invitation of the middle-aged short-haired man to raise a glass and glanced at each other, you look at me, I look at you, obviously at a loss.

"Xiaolan, Xiaodu, what are you two doing? Our leader Zhao Ke toasts you, why are you still stunned? Don't be ignorant! Hurry up and drink it! I've drunk too much, I'll take you to the hotel tonight. ”

Xiong Weiguang, a young man in a jacket, had a cigarette in his mouth and kept instigating the two shy girls.

The two girls were hindered by the majestic gaze of the middle-aged short-haired man Zhao Ke, and after looking at each other for a while, they still took a few sips and drank the red wine that overflowed from the cup.

"Bunker, my girls!"

Several young people next to the middle-aged man praised, and there was a crisp sound.

The red wine entered their throats, and the throats of the two girls began to cough, their eyes were already stunned, and their faces were as red as peach blossoms.

Liang Yuwei saw the shadow of himself and Wang Congdan from them. Once, they were immature and like these two girls today, they were bullied by the old drivers.

The middle-aged man known as Zhao Ke wanted to continue to persuade him to drink, but the two girls bent down and lowered their heads.

"Alas, don't you two girls always brag about how to drink? Why can't you stand up to drinking? It's my birthday today, why don't you give face? Come, Xiao Ji, fill them up again. ”

Zhao Ke was extremely dissatisfied with their performance, and angrily asked the gray sweatshirt young man named Xiao Ji next to him to wake up the two people who were pretending to be asleep.

Liang Yuwei couldn't get used to the middle-aged man's domineering and arrogantness, and wanted to go over to "pity the fragrance and cherish the jade", but when he saw that the young man in the sweatshirt took the initiative to block the wine for the two girls, he gave up.

She glanced at that Xiong Weiguang contemptuously, she hadn't seen him for half a year, this kid hadn't changed at all, his demeanor was still so pompous, his words were still so flattering, and his personality was still so philistine.