Lu Yunfeng was like a beast rushing out of the cage, and the pedestrians on the road all looked at him curiously, but he couldn't see anything, only knew that he kept running forward and running wildly...
Skyscrapers stabbed into the sky like swords
After running for a long time, he stopped breathlessly, he looked around blankly, the skyscraper stabbed into the sky like a sword, the pedestrians in the middle of the sidewalk below came and went, there were buildings everywhere, people everywhere, where was he now? Where is he going? God, he didn't even know where he was going? Home, does he still have a home? Will Hsinchu Garden be his home?
The bar, in front of which is a small bar, come, drink, only wine, only wine can make him quickly forget his troubles, forget despair.
Lu Yunfeng drank in the bar and drank non-stop.
No one can imagine how miserable he was. He has lost everything, the dignity of a man, the affection and love, and everything else, in fact, he has long lost everything -
Since he understood things, heaven had never smiled at him once, when he was three years old, his mother left him, when he was a teenager, his first love married away, and now, his own sister forgot him and crossed the ocean. Now even the evening qing he loved could no longer have, the reason was that he was not worthy, he did not deserve to have such a pure and kind woman. A man like him is too dirty to deserve a beautiful woman.
A man walked alone
But who would have thought that when he was a teenager, he was once an extremely pure and arrogant man, who would have thought that when he first made that kind of deal with a woman, it was not because of the vanity of human nature, but for the sake of that innocent smile. His life is so lonely and lonely, every step is so hard, so lonely, what he craves, whether it is love or affection, has finally become a mirror, flowers and moons, even many people can have a "home", for him is also a luxury.
Home, he has never owned a home, only with Wanqing, he has a "home" feeling, but he has never really owned a home.
Five months had passed, and he had been with Wanqing for five months, and although it was only like a blink of an eye, now that he remembered that every day, every night, even every hour, every moment, I don't know how many memories there were. They had quarreled, had doubted, but they had come to trust each other, to know each other, and for the most part his irritable heart found comfort in her long, gentle eyes and long flowing hair. Especially recently, when he knew she loved him too, the sense of happiness was so great that it felt like it was flying.
Yesterday they were still together, she cleaned up the room for him, and after that the two of them embraced sweetly, and they watched the sunset together at the seaside and kissed each other deeply. At that time, even if he still had an irrepressible cloud in his heart, he had not yet completely despaired. There will also be a glimmer of longing for true happiness, and in just one day, he will fall from heaven to hell, and all the sweet happiness will become a past that can never be traced, so how can he not be sad?
What lies around them is actually not the opposition of Wanqing's family, but the eyes of the world, the moral concepts imprinted in people's hearts. It is this social atmosphere that makes the two strangers and sentences him to death, which is inescapable and unspeakable.
Is it his destiny to face eternal loneliness all his life?
In the face of an unspeakable and inescapable life, has his happiness and happiness become a thing of the past forever? Does that unforgettable, haunting emotion have to be forgotten now? Forget forever? Does God really think that indulgence and depravity are fates that he cannot escape in this life? Is it his destiny to face eternal loneliness all his life?
In the soft music, a woman came over, a strange woman who was about his age, as lonely as him, and wanted to seek excitement.
She lit a cigarette in front of him, spat out a circle of smoke, and then ate and laughed: "Handsome man, drink so much wine, lost love?" I'll accompany you. While talking charmingly, he sat down next to him, his slightly plump body squeezing towards him.
Accompany me, who will accompany me? Lu Yunfeng's drunken eyes were confused, looking at her closer and closer, looking at her red lips painted like blood, blue-red eyeshadow, and that fiery look, he suddenly thought of Chang Lin, and his mouth was as disgusting as eating a fly.
It is a woman who seeks pleasure again, in his life, there has never been a shortage of this kind of woman, they all regard him as a stallion, as a tool for sexual discharge, asking him to do all kinds of actions, and now this kind of person is coming again, he is extremely tired, there is no time to entangle with these women, roll fast, he thinks in his heart, sneering, ignoring her, still buried his head and drinking.
The woman sat for a while, saw that he ignored it, and left sadly.
Maybe he had been in the party for too long, revealing the information of the party, and then two or three women came to tease, and finally he couldn't bear it, shouting: "Roll", so that no one came to talk.
Drink it, drink quickly, drink as much as you want, now he, only those women come to him, of course, looking for him is not for love, just for physical needs, his life is to let women play? Will the pain of humiliation accompany him for the rest of his life?
One-night stands, in fact, are normal in bars, the city's entertainment venues are full of erosive and fragrant stories, men and women are like wolves pursuing prey, succumbing to their primitive carnal needs, but for him at that time, the appearance of pleasure women is like another knife on the wound, provoking anger and pain to force him to go crazy. He really wanted to yell and shout like crazy...
But he opened his mouth, but he couldn't say anything, and unconsciously, tears flowed all over his face, tears spilled into the wine, and the wine swallowed into his mouth, extremely bitter.
Drunken man
Drink, drink, drink, a man has lost everything, always have to face the boundless loneliness, besides wine, who can give him comfort?
Lu Yunfeng was drunk in the bar for six days.
Lu Yunfeng woke up from the house wine, only to feel that his mouth was dry and his headache was cracking.
The windows in the house are bright and clean
He looked up in confusion, his eyes widening in surprise, and he looked at the scene in front of him as if in a dream, it was a very large house, and at the front of his eyes was a glass window, and the white curtains flew with the wind, and a clear blue sky could be faintly seen. The windows in the house are clean, and there is a calligraphy work hanging on the wall, which is extremely elegant, and the whole room is fresh and elegant, which is obviously not an ordinary family.
Where is he? Why not in that noisy little bar, but in a strange house? And there was silence in the room, and there was no one else but him.
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[To be continued, this is a long novel, the original title is "My Love, Tonight Please Let Me Go", this is Chapter 145, if you want to read from scratch, please click: Wedge: Female teacher wakes up from a nightmare, beautiful man lights a cigarette in the dark night]
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