Dangerous bubbles

Saturday afternoon, the sun was shining. After I had breakfast and lunch, I sat in the hot sun and called GGZ. I said good afternoon to him, and then asked him what he is doing now?

"I'm writing a novel," he said. "I'm writing about you and me. I want to go to the bar to find you in the evening. Let's play together for one night, okay? Which bar will you be at today?" This is the first time he asked to join me in the three months we met Spend the night together.

I told him the name of the bar and kissed him reluctantly on the phone. Then I called WY and asked to play with her. WY is a friend of mine. She was a legendary woman who became the widow of a big brother at the age of twenty-nine. After she inherited her husband's huge inheritance and the house in the wealthy area, she started her "happy life". She changed dozens of boyfriends, the longest one only lasted two months. She is currently living with a young male writer who graduated from college. The man is called Kitten, who is a beautiful lame man. I went to WY's house. Surprisingly, there were a few other people besides the kitten in that beautiful white house. Three handsome young men, and my good friend MX. I know two of the three men, one is XY and the other is MG. XY has a pair of eyes like rain. The typical masculine charm makes many girls lose their resistance. He is a freelance musician like me. MG works in a foreign company and has always regarded music as a second life. There was a pleasant feeling radiating from his body. He smiled every time I saw him. I don't understand what is worthy of being so happy.

"This is FY. This is my high school classmate. I only found him in the instrument store recently!" XY pointed to the man I didn't know and said, "He is a great drummer, you have heard of him The drums will definitely fall in love with him."

FY nodded to me and said hello. There was no expression on his face, he seemed to be thinking all the time. He is very cold, but I have a good impression of him. WY made coffee for all of us. She said: "We are talking about popular music nowadays, XY and they are planning to form a new band. MX is also going to join!" WY sat down next to the kitten, and gave his waist a hug. "The kitten decided to make lyrics for this new band."

I glanced at the kitten in surprise. He was drinking coffee. Under the soft eyelashes, cold black eyes stared at the hot brown solution.

"We are not kidding, we all like music, so our music must be liked, and if it is a large number of people." XY said, "AJ, would you like to participate? I admire your voice and guitar.

I said, "You let me think about it." To be honest, I don't have much expectations for this kind of improvisation. It is not so easy to become famous. I feel that my whole life will be spent in the darkness of poverty. Standing in the light is not my true color.

MX is the opposite of mine, she is very keen on this matter. "I can play guitar, keyboard, sing, and have a desire to perform. How can you not participate? I believe that "there is a will, so let's work hard together." "She said. The sun shines on her to reflect her unparalleled beauty.

But I don't envy it. At six o'clock in the afternoon, we bid farewell to MG, WY and the kitten, and embarked on the dazzling sunset road.

Red desire, transparent conspiracy floating above this modern city all day long. This city is so kind, it prepares everything you need for you. If you want to succeed, there are huge businesses there, hungry. The publishing houses and TV companies in China, you have to fall, there are all kinds of bars here, you can indulge whatever you want. You have to live, there are delicious meals everywhere. You have to die, sleeping pills, tranquilizers in the pharmacy, You can also buy euthanasia drops from illegal drug dealers. So everyone falls into this kind trap, spins with it, and finds their own way in uncontrolled rotation.

But these have nothing to do with me. I opened the door and walked into the dark bar. The bright sun disappeared behind me. "You should learn to drink, not as bad as you thought. "I put the wine glass in front of GGZ and shook it slowly. The red solution in the glass was like blood, seducing every beautiful face under the colorful neon. "A little bit of alcohol will let us find Another self. You will find that everything around is bubbles, and the beautiful bubble night of nothingness is right in front of us.

"A J, you are drunk." "He was not angry.Just say so. "If you are also drunk, you can't feel that I am drunk." I gently put the cup to his lips. My eyes became gentle as water in the flickering light. But GGZ's eyes are still sober, which is not good, we can't stand in the same place, which is very bad. I must get him drunk, because being drunk is very meaningless, even a little stupid. "Sit here and wait for me."

I walked onto the stage and brought the guitar and microphone from the guitarist next to me. The people in the audience are watching me. I said: "Let me sing a song here, dedicated to this night full of beautiful bubbles, dedicated to all those who are addicted to this night, and dedicated to my favorite people."

The audience in the audience was screaming at me. While I was singing, GGZ was drinking red wine slowly while writing something quickly with a pen. When his eyes met, he smiled, and I smiled too.

When I returned to my seat, he handed me a folded paper. "What is this?" I asked him.

"I gave you something, but you have to wait until I'm away." He said. "AJ,

, let's go home."

The inexplicable warmth exploded between us, I understand what he meant. We first walked for about half an hour on the beach (I didn't look at the watch, maybe it didn't take so long, maybe it was longer), and didn't say anything.

A warm and tense atmosphere stands between us, like a wall made of water. My heart was beating like crazy, fast and slow for a while, making me almost suffocated. When some kind of depression reached its climax and we couldn't bear it anymore, we took a taxi back home. When I was sitting in the car, I told myself that you still have a chance to recover, as long as you talk about irrelevant topics.

But I did not speak. I went to wash GGZ after taking a shower. The bathroom was warm and smelled of him everywhere. The gentle and delicate taste is completely different from the crazy smell in that bar. When I finished washing out, he was already sitting on the bed and waiting for me. The white sheets cover the most secret part of his body. I noticed that GGZ was holding a tube of pen in his hand, and his hard leather notebook was pressed under his left hand.

"When I am with you, I always have countless fantasies. If I can write them down, it will be very exciting." I remember he once said to me.

I walked to him, I know that as long as I stop now and say "no", nothing will happen. This may be my last chance to refuse him. I stopped in front of him, and he reached out and hugged my waist. okay! I said to myself, this time you are over, the chance is gone! You go to Yunyu with him, and then destroy. This is your fault. After a while, we started kissing. This was the first time he kissed me. The feeling of love spread from the tip of the tongue to every capillary in the body, making me tremble. His kiss melted on my lips, soft as a feather made of sugar. The sadness permeates the room infinitely with the music, forming an empty space. A space where there is nothing but us. "The emptiness of nothingness, the emptiness of emptiness, the world is not very big. I found the one I love, this is a miracle." I saw him writing in his notebook. Every word is so thin and long, and every word is so sexy. I sat in his arms, feeling his touch. He gave me pleasure while working hard. This is very interesting. I think I am talking with someone and a book. His moaning became more and more rapid, trembling, restless, and pleasant. When a long trembling sound came to an abrupt end, we reached the peak at the same time. "The world is not very big, heaven is not very far away, everything is in her eyes, everything is in the joy she gives me. From my face numb to my toes, all the previous life fragments are mixed with various colors. My eyes flashed alternately, blurring her face. Something was broken by the pleasure of blankness, and I was spinning and falling down, with her, falling on the warm bed." He threw away the notebook and pen, and hugged me. Neck. We got into the quilt and hugged and fell asleep like two kittens who were in love with each other. It was a pleasant evening, the cooperation was perfect, and the tacit understanding reached the point of silence. But I know that the sky full of bubbles broke between us. Tomorrow morning will be a new beginning. We must all learn to face reality. What will reality bring us? God knows.

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