Zhang Yu's "Good Intentions", Xu Qingyun is very familiar with it, and he doesn't know how many times he has heard it before.

At that time, he thought the song was very beautiful, very beautiful, full of graceful grace.

But now, hearing this song, he seemed to be pointed, standing quietly in a corner that did not obstruct pedestrians, and listened to Zhang Yu's gentle and mature singing voice with sadness.

I don't know how long it was, maybe a few hours, when he suddenly wanted to drink, and wanted to get himself drunk.

At this moment, perhaps only by getting drunk can he completely forget everything, can he completely anesthetize his nerves that are almost crazy, can he find a little comfort in his wounded heart, and can he forget all the sadness and unhappiness in front of him.

So, he turned around and walked towards the bar street on Qiyang Road.

Soon, Xu Qingyun came to the bar street on Qiyang Road, the most prosperous area in the city.

All the high-end bars are on this street, and many young and wealthy men can be seen on this street, driving famous cars and holding models and women with figures, coming and going.

Across from each woman's table sat a seemingly successful man, listening to beautiful melodies and talking about travel, fashion, or other interesting and inconsequential topics, looking at each other ambiguously or in the middle of the table......

It's just a wall, it's just a floor-to-ceiling window, it's a world of difference between inside and outside, heaven inside, hell outside, clothes and temples inside, and lost souls outside! There are men with successful careers sitting inside, but there is a frustrated person who has suffered a double blow from career and love outside!

Xu Qingyun suddenly felt a huge gap in his heart, and he couldn't help but sigh and continued to walk forward.

Finally, he walks into a bar called "Time Corridor".

This bar is not only a bar, but also a cabaret.

At this time, although it is close to midnight, the bar is still a group of singing and dancing, lively and extraordinary, full of deafening metal rock music, the hoarse voice of third-rate singers, the field of vision is full of beautiful women and handsome guys, handsome men and women, as well as those who shuttle through the crowd between the tea houses with bad intentions, seeking prey for food and drink, on and off the stage, all of them are forgetful, do whatever they want, and catharsis young men and women, they all seem to want to dance wildly, The indulgence of indulgence calms the irritability and the desire to seduce people in their oppressive life, and finds pleasure and comfort that is almost paralyzing.

None of these seem to have anything to do with Xu Qingyun, at this time, there is only wine in his eyes, only hatred in his heart, cup after cup.

"Sir, is there anyone here?" When Xu Qingyun drank the third glass of wine, a bewitching, sexy and beautiful long-haired woman walked over and pointed to the seat next to Xu Qingyun and asked him.

Xu Qingyun didn't raise his head, and replied casually: "No one." ”

The long-haired woman then asked Xu Qingyun, "Can I sit here?" ”

Xu Qingyun still didn't look up, just said "um", picked up the cup casually, put it to his mouth, and took a big sip.

Eiffel used to be so rich and aromatic, but now it is so bitter and boring in the mouth.

Of course, the wine is still the same as the original wine, and the reason why this situation occurs is mainly because of the mood.

When the heart is clear, the rain is also sunny, and when the heart is rainy, it is sunny and rainy.

Wang Guozhen's poem is the truest portrayal of people's mood, and it is also the truest portrayal of Xu Qingyun's mood at the moment.

Thinking of Zheng Yan's betrayal of him, his heart was like a knife, and he picked up the Eiffel that the concoction girl had just concocted again, and poured it all into his stomach.

Because he drank too violently, he accidentally choked on his throat, and Xu Qingyun coughed repeatedly.

The enchanting woman sitting next to Xu Qingyun glanced at Xu Qingyun inadvertently.

After seeing Xu Qingyun's face clearly, the woman's heart trembled inexplicably, and while fiddling with the goblet in her hand, she looked Xu Qingyun beside her up and down.

Xu Qingyun didn't notice that the woman was observing herself, and after coughing twice, she said to the bartender in the bar again: "Miss, have another glass of Eiffel." ”

The bartender took the bar handed over by Xu Qingyun and said softly, "Sir, wait a minute." ”

Because the wine hadn't come up yet, Xu Qingyun raised his head and looked at the young men and women on the dance floor who were drunk and dreaming of death, and inadvertently, he saw the handsome face and affectionate eyes of the woman sitting next to him.

The woman looks twenty-seven or eighteen years old, with willow eyebrows and almond eyes, and her good-looking big eyes have a vague brilliance, especially the small mouth that exudes a little ruddy luster, shining with a dizzying charm, and exuding a charming temperament unique to a mature woman. The upper body was wearing a red three-quarter sleeve shirt, the buttons of the shirt seemed to be unable to withstand the two large murder weapons wrapped inside, collapsed tightly, trembling and upright, and were about to come out, attracting Xu Qingyun's attention like a magnet, looking down, the flawless little feet stepped on a pair of black high-heeled sandals, revealing ten pieces of toenails dyed with pink blue candy color, the black professional skirt just covered the knees, and the round and smooth calves like mutton fat were completely exposed to the air.

My Fair Lady, Gentleman.

If it had been before, Xu Qingyun would definitely take the initiative to talk to a woman.

But today, he is not in the mood.

However, the woman took the initiative to talk to Xu Qingyun.

After the music sounded again, the woman took the initiative to stretch out her hand to Xu Qingyun and said to Xu Qingyun: "Handsome guy, is it okay to dance with me?" ”

Xu Qingyun has long wanted to integrate into the dance floor, to calm his traumatized soul through indulgent dancing, and he sits here and drinks without a dance partner.

For this reason, as soon as the woman's voice fell, Xu Qingyun stood up from his seat and slid onto the dance floor with the woman.

The two danced to the music, and they worked together seamlessly.

At the end of the song, Xu Qingyun was in a much better mood, and couldn't help but say to the woman: "Your dancing is really good." ”

The woman raised her hand and wiped the beads of sweat from her forehead, smiled slightly, and said, "You brought it well." ”

After finishing speaking, neither of them returned to their seats, but just stood in place, waiting for the next dance song to play.

When the next music sounded, Xu Qingyun saw several men walking towards the long-haired woman beside him, so he took the lead and brought the long-haired woman onto the dance floor.

This song is still fast-paced, and the long-haired woman and Xu Qingyun cooperate better, spinning and spinning, to the point of seamlessness, like a dance partner who has been working together for a long time.

After the music stopped, the two naturally stood together.

The woman's height is about 1.65 meters, just ten centimeters shorter than Xu Qingyun, and with the dim light, Xu Qingyun can see the woman's appearance clearly.