Losing my mobile phone may be insignificant to others, but for me, it means losing the way to contact Amei, just like a soldier who is marching and fighting loses his weapon, and other soldiers may be able to surrender if they are defeated, and I can only start "empty" and go to the rain of bullets and bullets of fate.

At that time, I was even like a tightrope walker in the sky, suddenly blindfolded, and I could fall to pieces with every step.

However, Amei had no idea why I couldn't get in touch, and maybe she thought that I had voluntarily chosen to "give up" to her. My heart is like a twined double wire net, with thousands of knots in it, and in the following days, I don't have any motivation to go to the Internet café to contact her again, and my life is like "running out of oil and running out".

Looking back now, I don't know how I survived at that time. Maybe I'm related to a tenacious animal - his name is "Xiaoqiang", and I should be a "cockroach" that can't be killed!

At noon that Saturday, as usual, I sat in my dorm room and wrote something to heal myself. Before I went out to eat at the small shop, I suddenly heard a gentle knock on the door, which was not hurried or slow, but also carried a kind of tenderness that wanted to stop.

I stood up in confusion, pondering the identity of the person who had come. The knocker couldn't be the landlord, because on the first day of the month, I would go to his room on time to pay the rent like an alarm clock; It can't be the police, because most of the students who live around are students who have not entered the social dye vat, and it is impossible for everyone to commit crimes by keeping to themselves, and how can the police knock on the door so gently, in the impression that they should break into the door directly; It is even more unlikely to be Ah Yi, his knock on the door has always been strong and powerful, and it can be stopped, often accompanied by a familiar "Ah Song", at this time, I immediately opened the door, and hurriedly said "I am".

When I opened the door curiously, I found that the person who knocked on the door was actually "Yang Wei", who had a conversation with me a few days ago.

At that time, I stood in a daze, pestle in front of the door like half a piece of wood, and forgot to show the so-called "politeness" of inviting him into the house. I was surprised and asked, "Viagra, do you have anything to do with me?" ”

Yang Wei smiled and said, "It's nothing, I have prepared some wine and food, and I want to invite you to have a little wine together." ”

I eavesdropped, no merit, no virtue, no favor, why would Yang Wei suddenly invite me to drink?

So, he politely refused: "Viagra, thank you, I won't drink." ”

"Haha, I know you'll drink."

"How do you know I'm going to drink?" I felt like I was being monitored, and I couldn't help but shiver in the hot June weather.

"Once, when I came out of the public toilet, I saw you walking over with a man, both of you were drunk, the man looked drunk, and you were also flushed...... Yang Wei paused, staring at me with burning eyes.

Although I don't remember exactly which time, I know that the man he was referring to must be "Ah Yi". It's just that I didn't expect him to be like a detective, observing so carefully, even my face at that time could be seen clearly.

I felt like I was in front of a pinhole camera, feeling my privacy being exposed, and I was a little flustered.

In the end, he had to admit to him the fact that he could drink: "I can only drink a little!" ”

Yang Wei grinned and said, "Don't be nervous, we only drink a little bit today, we won't get drunk!" ”

I subconsciously nodded yes.

Entering Yang Wei's room, the items inside were neatly packed. On a small folding table next to the bed, there are three steaming side dishes and a large bottle of Beijing Erguotou, two of which have been filled with wine, and the aroma of wine and food is intertwined, rushing to the nose, just like the temptation of the beautiful ladyboy in Journey to the West, so that my hungry stomach is the first to "give in", so I turn against and give orders to the restrained brain. Even though I hadn't spoken, I was three minutes drunk.

Yang Wei warmly asked me to sit down, and he sat across from me. He said contentedly: "In the vast world, in the vast sea of people, it is a kind of fate for two people to meet. The Buddha said that 500 times of looking back in the past life can be exchanged for one passing in this life, so how many times do we need to look back to get this meeting? Today, in order to officially meet you, I personally fried these dishes...... I know that Fujian people generally don't eat spicy, so I didn't dare to add spicy, I don't know if it's to your taste......"

Nonsense is often the opening line of relationships. Although Yang Wei's opening remarks were full of nonsense and sounded quite numb, I actually felt that every sentence was reasonable, so I hurriedly said: "Thank you viagra, look at this dish, you know that it must be delicious!" ”

Listening to me praise first, Yang Wei's face was like a blooming African egret flower, he shrugged his shoulders and grinned: "Haha...... I'm actually a mediocre cook, and it took me two hours to prepare these three side dishes! ”

I looked around at his room and asked curiously, "Viagra, there doesn't seem to be a kitchen in this place, how do you cook it?" ”

At this time, he laughed out loud and said proudly: "I have lived here for almost a year, and I have long been familiar with the landlord, and today I told him that there was a distinguished guest coming from the house, so I borrowed his kitchen." ”

Yang Wei has lived for almost a year, and he is so familiar with the landlord, in comparison, even if I live for ten years, I dare not borrow a kitchen from the landlord. Suddenly, I felt that the Yang Wei in front of me was extraordinarily cheerful, like the brilliant sun at noon in June. Looking at his smiling eyes, I said movingly, "Thank you so much, viagra, you really bothered to invite me to drink!" ”

At this point, he smiled even more happily, and I couldn't find his eyes.

Seeing that he was only smiling, I took the initiative to ask, "Today is the weekend, why don't you see your girlfriend?" ”

Yang Wei hurriedly explained: "She went out to make up lessons for the children at school, and ate at school at noon, and I was idle alone, so I asked my brother to come and drink some wine." ”

After speaking, he picked up his wine glass and proposed, "Brother, let's have a toast first!" ”

I raised my glass. Drink it all.

However, after about five minutes, my head started to get a little dizzy and my face slowly became a little hot. With the amount of half a catty of alcohol that I usually practice with Ah Yi slowly, this is really a rare thing.

But Yang Wei's face did not change, he continued to pour me a full wine, and also poured himself a full glass.

Then, staring straight at me, he asked, "I heard you say that you like literature, so do you like poetry?" ”

"Well, I'm a big fan of modern poetry."

I thought to myself, how did he know I liked poetry? Could this be the fate arrangement in the dark?

"Which poets do you like?"

"Foreign countries like Pushkin and Tagore, Chinese like Xu Zhimo, Ai Qing, Love......"

"I also like Pushkin. I still remember a few lines from his classic love poem "To Kane": 'I remember that wonderful moment: you appeared before me, like a fleeting phantom, like an elite of pure beauty.' ’”

I was intoxicated and couldn't help but admire: "Viagra, you are amazing, you remember it so clearly!" ”

Because I felt that finding a soulmate was like Boya meeting Zhongziqi, I couldn't help but give it a thumbs up.

To further verify Yang Wei's interest in poetry, I looked around at the books in my room and found a copy of "Soul Broken Venice" on the bed. I pointed to the book and asked curiously, "Viagra, is that book on the bed also a book of poems?" ”

He sneered, "No, no, it's an emotional novel." ”

"Oh! If you like love poetry, then you must be very romantic and very affectionate to your girlfriend, right? ”

"We've been dating for 5 years, so our relationship is relatively strong...... Now that I am in graduate school, it is she who provides me with living expenses when she goes to work. Yang Wei said, looking proud.

Seeing my envy, he continued: "I am her first love...... She's innocent...... Her first night was also dedicated to me......"

Yang Wei picked up his glass and motioned for me to continue drinking. Each cup was about one or two servings, and after three cups, I felt that my eyes began to blur, and my whole body gradually became hot, sweaty, and weak, and my consciousness gradually blurred.

Suddenly, Yang Wei changed his words and asked contemptuously: "Brother, have you ever been in love?" Have you ever had an intimate relationship with a girl? ”

I was taken aback, rushed to put aside the "relationship", and hurriedly replied: "No! ”

Yang Wei squinted and smiled: "You are really a simple child, you are all in college, why are you still as simple as a blank piece of paper?" ”

At that time, there was a twinkle of mockery in his eyes, and he continued, "You know what? How wonderful it feels to have sex with someone of the opposite sex for the first time! It was a very joyful and satisfying experience. My girlfriend still spoils me a lot, and talks about our wonderful first experience! ”

I didn't know what to say, so I listened in silence. With a blurry and shaky front of him, he continued: "Actually, in addition to the opposite sex, I am also deeply curious about same-sex relationships. According to the book, same-sex love is more sincere and profound than heterosexual love. This kind of feeling cannot be described in words, and only those who have experienced it will truly understand. ”

As he spoke, his eyes began to turn feverish, and I couldn't help but shiver.

Seeing that I was still silent, he continued to ask, "Have you seen "Brokeback Mountain" directed by Ang Lee? ”

"I haven't seen it! But I ...... Know it's a movie about homosexuality! ”

"It's a very good movie, I've watched it five times!" He said passionately.

Hearing this, I immediately felt creepy, and my heart was full of doubts and uneasiness, could this guy be gay? But then I thought, doesn't he already have a girlfriend? Is it bisexual? …… Thinking about it, I shuddered.

Unexpectedly, he continued: "It is said that they spit out the truth after drinking, and today with the strength of wine, I want to confess to you!" ”

"Viagra, you ...... You...... Are you drunk? "I was in a state of confusion and couldn't see his face clearly, but I was glad I hadn't, otherwise I would have been tormented by nightmares for the rest of the night.

He stopped abruptly, took a sip of wine, then stared at me and said, "No, I'm still sober!" Actually, I've been paying attention to you for a long time! ”

"Pay attention to me what?"

"I like you!"

I never expected him to say such terrible things!

At that time, I was already dizzy in front of me, but under the impact of this sentence, I instantly felt that the world was spinning. I wondered if I was having a terrible nightmare, or if I was having some strange hallucinations in my head.

I held on to the corner of the table, not saying a word, and my palms broke out in a cold sweat. But like a yacht at full power, he continued to say passionately: "You know what? I've loved you since I first met you. I like the way you look white and clean, ......."

Listening to this, I felt sick to my stomach, I felt the wine and food rolling in my stomach, and I was so disgusted that I wanted to vomit. Even though it was hot and the room was shaking, I subconsciously wanted to rush out of this terrible place, and I didn't even want to stay for another second.

So, I mobilized almost all the willpower in my body and tried to stand up. However, the uncontrolled legs not only trembled, but also fluttered like paper airplanes in the wind. In this case, it is difficult to discern the direction of the road even if it is on the ground.

Seeing this, he hurriedly stretched out his hand and tried to hold me, but I suddenly shouted at him hysterically: "Don't touch me! Dead perverted! ”

Perhaps, it was my violent reaction that shook him, which was a great contrast to my usual gentle personality. He stopped pulling me, but said he would help me. I refused to let him help, but insisted on holding on to the wall myself, staggering and staggering out.

At that time, I had a great difficulty moving out of his room, sweat trickling down like a stream, and my whole body was exhausted and my headache was splitting. With every step, I felt like I was climbing an incredibly steep peak. But I had to do it because I knew that if I stopped, I might never be able to stand up again.

When I moved to the door of my room, I struggled to pull the keys out of my pocket with trembling hands, and the keys not only became extremely heavy in my hands, but also kept shaking, like a cobra in the shape of an S-shaped attack in predation.

In the midst of the whirlwind, the lock in front of me seemed to be a mysterious puzzle that I needed to solve. My hand fumbled with the keychain, each touch feeling like searching for a fragment of memory. I tried to insert the key into the lock hole, but my hands were shaking so much that I couldn't get in every time.

I sighed, used all my strength to steady myself, and tried again. This time I finally succeeded, and the key was inserted into the lock hole with a crisp sound. I turned the key hard and felt the lock slowly loosen under my hand.

I staggered open the door, gripped the frame with my hand to keep myself from falling, and closed the door with trepidation. The point is that after closing the door, I still remember bolting the latch.

Now that I think about it, how did I do all this when I was so drunk? I just woke up in the middle of the night and found a pile of food residues on the ground that smelled of strong alcohol.

Although there is a cloud in "The Analects of Weizi": "The past cannot be admonished, but the coming can still be chased", except for remembering the events before I walked out of the lewd man's room, the later plot was like a washed tape, and I completely forgot about it.

I told myself that from now on I had to be vigilant, and that if I heard the knock of "neither man nor woman" again, I would never open the door; In order to further prevent the slightest hint of me from being revealed, I stuffed the gap of one centimeter between the door and the floor with old clothes, for fear of revealing a glimmer of light into the dim corridor.

When I saw him from afar in the future, I avoided him like a plague god; If I accidentally bump into him, I will bow my head and stride straight away......