Under the dim light, Old Gao's figure looked particularly lonely.
Both he and Ji Ze were in love with the girl who didn't love him. They couldn't help it!
Some people describe love as a poison, it is really appropriate, and there is no antidote to the kind of poison, it can make people miserable, it can make people heartbroken, it can make people sad at night, it can make people depressed, but it has indescribable magic power, many people still think about the poison day and night.
It was like a seed planted in the body, taking root and sprouting, growing into a big tree. After cutting it open, one could see clearly the rings.
In the past, Wang Mengmeng was the seed in Old Gao's body. Later, the seed became Du Ling. But before Du Ling's sapling could blossom and bear fruit, its roots had already wrapped around Old Gao's heart.
I walked into the restaurant.
"You're back?" Old Gao smiled at me, but the sadness between his brows did not dissipate because of this smile.
I walked over and asked, "Why are you drinking alone?"
"Relieve fatigue." Old Gao said faintly.
He asked me again, "Would you like a drink?"
I hesitated and shook my head, "Forget it. The alcohol poisoning hasn't recovered a few days ago."
Actually, I really wanted to sit down and have a drink with Old Gao. I liked to sit down with my brother and have a little drink, but the shadow of the last time was still there. Besides, I promised Ding Ge that I would never drink again.
Old Gao didn't try to persuade me. He took another sip and grinned, unable to express his bitterness.
I opened my mouth, but suddenly I didn't know what to say. I lost my mind for a while and sighed in my heart.
I always feel as if as we grow older, the things in our hearts become more and more unwilling to talk to others, even the closest people around us.
We will only swallow those sorrows and sufferings into our stomachs and rot them in our hearts.
"Don't drink so much. I'll go first." I stood up and prepared to go back.
On such a cold day, it's not like drinking wine will warm your body. It's useless to drink more when your heart is cold.
However, just as I was about to leave, another person came to the restaurant.
Lin Ya!
I looked at Lin Ya, smiled and said, "Why are you here at this time?"
Lin Ya glanced at Old Gao's table and said to me, "Come and drink!"
Old Gao smiled and said, "Welcome."
He took out another glass, poured a glass for Lin Ya, and brought a pair of chopsticks for Lin Ya. Lin Ya sat opposite Old Gao, looking serious.
I smiled bitterly.
After all these years of friends, knowing them was like knowing myself. I knew exactly what emotions and stories they had in their wine.
As we get older and more mature, sometimes we don't need words, just wine and friends.
Everything was in the wine.
This is a polite word that many people use at the wine table, but when you look at a real friend and raise a glass, you really understand the meaning of this sentence, and it immediately pierced your heart, and pierced in the softest place.
There was really no need for words.
"By the way, girl." I looked at Lin Ya, who had just taken a sip of wine and frowned, and said, "Don't worry about Ji Ze. It's almost over."
Lin Ya asked doubtfully, "How did he get the money so soon?"
"Of course I borrowed it."
"Who did you borrow it from?"
"Hu Zi's."
"Hu Zi? Where did he get so much money?" Old Gao said in surprise.
"He does." I only know he has it, otherwise he wouldn't have borrowed it.
"All right, stop drinking, you two. Don't be like me."
After saying this, I left.
On the road, it was so quiet that I could hear the sound of cars driving far away. On the way back alone, I couldn't help but think and sigh a lot.
In the cold winter, the leaves on the trees were much less. The cold wind was blowing, and the few leaves were dancing with the wind. The shadow of the leaves on the ground began to become mottled and blurry. In the change of light and shadow, time just passed away...
And we left behind one sad story after another in the wild and uninhibited years of our childhood.
Some are happy, some are sad, some are unforgettable...
Sometimes I really want to find someone or a god to ask, is this life? Does it have to be sour, sweet, bitter and spicy to be considered life?
Why can't our life be simpler?
How I wish those sorrows and sorrows were in the past, not in the present, so that our lives were full of laughter, happiness and contentment.
Not like this!
Old Gao and Lin Ya were drinking in the Xingyun hotel, a girlfriend who secretly loved her closest brother. All the bitterness could only enter her stomach with the wine. Such a good girl had never blossomed for a man. She had never experienced the unforgettable love but was tired. She felt that she had completely locked herself up and frozen her heart.
And Hu Zi, we're in the same city, and now we both have cars, but it's less than half an hour's drive and it's so far away. I feel like we're people from two different worlds.
When will our lives be different?
In my imagination, Ding Ge and I are married, we have moved to our new house, and we have a child. The love triangle between Old Gao and Hu Zi and Du Ling has finally broken down, and everyone has gained their own happiness. And lin ya, she proudly told us that my boyfriend would make you look amazing, and then she brought her boyfriend out.
We sat together. The room was warm and special. It was not the heat from the air conditioning, but the warmth in our hearts. We were drinking and singing. There was nothing to worry about in our lives. We shared our happiness with each other. We talked about entertainment and gossip.
I believe that day will come.
...
Walking upstairs and entering the room, she found Ding Ge and Du Ling talking. I don't know what the two of them are talking about.
Du Ling looked at me and smiled, then said to Ding Ge, "Sister ding ge, stop talking. Talk to brother Xing Yun."
"What's there to talk to him about?" Ding Ge tilted his mouth and glanced at me.
Du Ling, on the other hand, withdrew with great insight.
"Du Ling." At this moment, I stopped Du Ling.
"Ah?"
Du Ling was stunned.
I asked him, "Did Hu Zi call you these days?"
Du Ling frowned, as if she didn't understand what I wanted to ask, but she nodded.
"Did he tell you what he was doing?"
Du Ling thought about it, shook his head, and replied, "I really don't know much about his situation, but he said that this period of time is quite busy. After this period of time has passed, he will come here often."
"Oh."
"What's wrong? What's the matter, Brother xingyun?"
"Nothing." I smiled.
Although Du Ling had some questions, he didn't ask any more. When he went back to her bedroom, I sat down on the sofa.
Ding Ge suddenly stood up.
I quickly said, "What are you doing?"
I just came back, and she's leaving?
Ding Ge smiled and said, "Wait."
After that, Ding Ge walked into the bathroom and soon came over with a basin of water to wash his feet.
She put the foot wash in front of me and said, "Wash your feet."
I was stunned for a moment, then startled again and asked, "Is this for me?"
Ding Ge nodded.
"Flattered!" I couldn't help but laugh.
"Come on, take off your shoes and socks. I'll wash your feet today." Ding Ge moved over a low stool and sat down in front of me.
I frowned, a little dumbfounded, and asked doubtfully, "What's going on here? Ding Ge, you're making me uneasy, you know."
"What's wrong with that?" Ding Ge rolled up his sleeves and said, "What's wrong with your future wife helping you wash your feet? Is it normal?"
"Abnormal!"
"Cut the crap! Take off!" Ding Ge glared at me.
I had no choice but to take off my shoes, socks, and feet in the water, while dinger's hands were already in the water and started rubbing my feet. She said, "You've worked so hard to pick me up and give me a ride. I should have washed your feet."
"Oh, really?"
"Hot or cold?"
"Just in time."
Ding Ge rubbed my feet seriously. The strength she used was very comfortable and she felt very enjoyable. I couldn't help but think that I wouldn't do this kind of life even if it was for a big official.
Feeling the smoothness of Ding Ge's fingertips, I could not help but let out a long sigh of happiness. It would be good if our future could be so warm forever.
"Ding Ge, you help me wash my feet. I really appreciate it from the bottom of my heart."
"Really?" Ding Ge smiled and asked, "How do you want to thank me?"
"You help me wash my feet today, and I'll help you bathe tomorrow."
"Hey, this is foot wash, don't! It almost spilled on my mouth."
...
The next two days of winter were rare and gentle. There was no wind as cold as a knife, no temperature so low that it made people shiver. The sky was not covered by clouds. The sky was blue, and the weather was pretty good.
However, this gentleness was also very shallow, and the streets were still tightly wrapped. Even the young people who wanted to be elegant and not warm also added a pair of autumn pants.
In the past two days, the fire in Rainbow square has been brewing, and even the reporters in Green city have come to report.
In the discussion, a rumor circulated in Pucheng, saying that the fire in Rainbow square was deliberately done, otherwise it wouldn't have been so big.
For a while, there were various opinions, but the police only said that in the investigation, the cause of the accident had not been found out, and nothing else was said.
It's not impossible. After all, it's been rumored that Rainbow square has all kinds of financial problems, and Ji Ze is one of them. It's not impossible for someone to retaliate with such extreme measures.
The truth could only wait for the police to find out.
That afternoon, when I was going to pick up ding ge, she suddenly called me and told me that some of her friends at the driving school wanted to go out together after school so that I wouldn't have to pick her up.
Soon, the sun was about to set, and the setting sun in the distance dyed the sky a brilliant red glow.
Soon, the red clouds faded and night fell.
The hotel entered its busy phase as usual.
At this moment, an unexpected person came to the restaurant.
Li Xiaowei!
She looked very excited and hurried into the store. She looked at Old Gao and me and asked angrily, "Where's Zhao Xiaohu?"