I was over.
In fact, in fact, after the drunk arrived, I will gradually gradually gradually and I will gradually gradually and me. Although it is a small number of young and licking, our relationship has been open to openness. It seems that I am really and She is in love.
However, this blind feeling can't blind my eyes, my heart - not to mention her blind, not me. I want to leave this city, I want to go to Gao Fei to find a future that belongs to me, but I don't want to be imperferable in this place. The ancient Shanxi is not wrong, it is wrong to be me.
Yu Na is not the same, she loves this land. After careful and try to analyze the objective analysis, I found that the server side has no unable to meet the client's interface request, so under my intentional operation, our relationship began to shake, often because of a little bit of small things. - I don't have no choice, I don't want to be sad after I will be separated from me.
Finally, in today, she said to me, we break up.
My purpose can be said to be reached, but I have no feeling of happiness. Do I love? It should be not love, but after these days, I really feel the lovely feeling of this girl: she is lively, she is cheerful, she has a crystal clear heart - but I am still stubborn. I think she is more like my little sister, not suitable for my wife.
I have spent the whole day during the irritability, and I swayed the half bottle of alcohol, I walked into a bar after dinner. I need a relief.
I dotted a small plate of peanuts to do the wine, then found a no one seat sat down.
This is my first time to the bar. I used to give me the feeling of this place, the cigarette, beer, crude, high consumption and sex trading, now it seems that I have not said that I said. Dark environment, gorgeous dance lights, indulgent atmosphere, let me feel very uncomfortable. There are a few wonders of outsight to release the weird hair children chatting, and there are a few beautiful glowers who have a cigarette.
I looked up and drunk his mouth, then went down and sailed a boy, closing his eyes. The heavy brain began to swell, I enjoy this temporary ultra-off and anesthesia.
"A person, you?" I don't know how long, a woman's voice rang in my ear.
I looked up, like a fog, but I still saw the yellow-yellow hair, the thick eye shadow, blood sample red lips, and the low-breasted and miniskirt. Her faces and expressions have been diluted by my wine.
"Is there ... Is there something?" I looked my eyes and I tried her.
"People see you alone, come over with you." She said to me, then grouped with me.
I will take her shoulder and say: "It's rare, you still have this heart."
She reluctantly leaned on me, then grabbed my other hand, gently rubbed with her hand. This woman's flesh puncture-made artificial aroma began to force my nostrils and gave me angry. This woman is seduce me, she is to satisfy your childhood sensuality, then satisfying her own material - I said to myself again and again.
"Open the price." I said.
"The big brother is really refreshing, two hundred."
"I drunk too much and then you extort it?" I said.
"How much do you give?"
"hundred."
"One hundred and five."
"Don't make it." I let go of her, and I will go.
"One hundred and two, is there?" She came over and grabbed me.
I picked up the bottle, I drunk a big mouth, and then knocked the wine bottle on the table, and I raised a bite on her face.
She saw that the atmosphere was not opposed, and she muttered a few words.
I am satisfied with a peanuts to the mouth.
When I came out from the bar, I didn't know when it was. I only know that the wine is not finished, and I have basically can't walk properly. Things in the stomach are tumbling, it seems to be pouring at any time. The irritability in my heart, but there is no slightly reduction before drinking, but more makes me unable to endure. Just want to find something, vent it in some way. At this time, my brain is chaotic, the way you can think is to simple violence, the most primitive.
Suddenly, I heard a unclear saving rescue. So I came in the direction of the voice, and I walked into the narrow dark alley.
Didn't get a long time, I saw a man's back, his body is not high, it seems to be a woman who threatens a woman. It should be robbery.
I irrily the last bit of wine in the bottle into the belly, and then slowly approached that man. I want his face, becoming my madness, or victim.
I am walking near, my brain is awkward, and everything in front of this black street is blurred, only the man and the contour of the woman.
Go to death, I said a cartoon desktte of the old closing tooth, and then ran forward.
He heard the sound of the head, and I had taken the bottle with the horror of the horror.
