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One night in the winter of that year, Miss Meow lay on the bed for a long time and still couldn't sleep, so she simply got up, put on a long coat, and walked aimlessly in the noisy world of the night, looking at everything that had fallen asleep around her, remembering her own painful past, and couldn't help but feel sad, tears fell down her cheeks, and bitterness seeped into her heart from her lips, except for not being willing to be more sad.
Walking blindly, I don't know how long I have been walking, but when I stop again, I see a clear bar in front of me.
Miss Meow gently pushed open the door and walked in, in the early morning bar, except for the bartender, the resident singer and the waiter, there were no other guests, she ordered a cocktail, drank it all, and then added a few more, drank until it was slightly drunk, and a person talked to herself.
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I am the resident singer of this bar, I have been singing here for two or three years, and it is not strange for people who have come here to borrow wine to pour sorrow, and the appearance of Miss Meow, for me, is an ordinary woman who has fallen into the valley of lost love, and wants to use alcohol to anesthetize the nerves to temporarily forget the past.
I am not comforting by nature, and it is not my duty to comfort people, all I need is to sing every day, so that they who buy drunken amnesia can release their grief.
But that day, the ghost made God send me to her side, handed her a tissue, she was a little drunk, looked up at me and smiled, the tears on her face had not yet been dried, dotted in a pure red halo, looking at her tearful smiley face, somehow inside, some faint pain, her feet were more like nails, and she could no longer move her steps.
I looked at her, she looked at me with a blank smile, pulled open the chair next to me, and dragged my hand to let me sit down, because at that time, the bar was ready to close the file, and there were no other guests, so she sat down according to her wishes.
Just after taking a seat, Miss Meow turned her head into my arms, and there were words in her mouth: Chen Ansheng, you are finally willing to see me, I am not noisy, you don't want to leave me, I will be very well-behaved, don't you go okay? Ansheng, Ansheng, you promised me well... belch...... How did you...... belch...... Don't talk. She burped as she spoke, and then she sobbed again.
To tell the truth, it was the first time I was crying in my arms by a strange girl, I was very overwhelmed, and I didn't dare to act rashly, so I could only sit up straight and sit motionless, stupidly letting her cry in my arms, my heart thumped, and I forgot to help her wipe her tears and forget her words.
It's just that she cried so much that I broke my heart, and my heart was pulled by her emotions, and it hurt.
Later, I forgot how long I had been frozen, and I had forgotten how long she had been crying, probably because of the effect of alcohol, and indeed I was tired of crying, and she actually fell asleep in my arms.
In desperation, I could only gently and quietly carry her to the couch chair in the corner of the bar, let her lie on it to rest, but I was afraid that she would catch a cold, so I took off my coat, covered her, and instructed the bartender at the bar next to me, saying that she was my friend, and let the bartender help me take care of it, and then turned around and walked to the resident stage, breathed softly, eased her mind, and the heartbeat that had just accelerated finally returned to normal at this time.
Calming my heart, I began to pack my guitar, and then I thought of my own gaffe just now, I couldn't help but smile bitterly, while secretly cursing myself for being an idiot, while putting the microphone, bracket, etc., and went to the boss's office to say hello, went to the bathroom to wash my face, the day's work can be regarded as over, and finally can go home from work.
When I came out of the bathroom, Miss Meow was already awake, sitting on the couch looking at my coat in a daze, probably wondering who the coat was.
I went straight over and smiled and said hello to her, but it was a little awkward, because she didn't know me, so she just looked at me sheepishly, and to ease the embarrassment, I could only point to her coat and explain to her that it was my coat, and that she had just fallen asleep drunk and afraid that she would catch a cold, so I lent her a cover.
She was in a trance for a moment, then looked at me and smiled, stood up and handed me the coat, I returned with a polite smile, took the coat, did not expect her to lean over, gave me a big hug, and said thank you in my ear.
This sudden embrace made me shudder again, my heartbeat was even more missed half a beat, and when it eased up, she had already walked out a few steps, I hurriedly picked up the guitar and walked quickly towards her.
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Actually, we didn't know each other, and I didn't know why I was stupidly running after her and carrying a bulky guitar.
You may think that I am not a good person, I am sorry, but unfortunately I am not, but her appearance does make me absent-minded, and she who is not yet awake really makes me worry, afraid that she will do stupid things or be bullied by hooligans, after all, she is a lovelorn person, so she always feels a little unkind and unjust, no matter how she is left.
After coming out of the Qingba in the early morning of that day, she did not leave immediately, but sat down on the road outside the Qingba, looking at the night in the distance, probably the early morning breeze was too cold, making her a little shivery, sneezing, the inner pull let me walk to her uncontrollably, put down the guitar, and handed her the coat again.
She looked up, looked at me, and then gave me a warm smile again, and my heart missed half a beat again.
When I was still able to collect God, she was gently patting the dust off the position next to me with her hand and asking me to sit down, but I was absent-minded, and she called me three times before I eased up.
After sitting down, both of them were silent, each with their own thoughts, the air seemed to be frozen, in order to alleviate the awkward atmosphere at that time, finally I plucked up the courage to introduce myself a little, she smiled slightly, and told me to call her Miss Meow.
That night, she and I sat on the edge of the road and talked for a long time, and the night went from dark to slightly dawn before we got up and made a distinction.
It was also because of that night that I knew the story behind her coming to the bar to drink, and the Lee An-sheng she shouted when she was drunk was actually her ex-boyfriend, because she was drunk, she mistook me for him.
They broke up half a year ago, and the reason for the breakup was because her ex-boyfriend felt that she was not good enough, and the two did not pace the same, dragging his high-flying hind legs, and ending the three-year relationship on the pretext of being inappropriate.
Miss Meow does not believe that their three-year relationship is so fragile, made a lot of calls to her ex-boyfriend, but they were rejected, the phone message to meet and communicate, but also sink into the sea, and then hit again, the ex-boyfriend simply pulled her phone into the blacklist, he left like an iron heart, despite her crying tearing heartbreak.
The sudden loss of love made Miss Meow's whole world collapse in an instant, and those sweet words that had been said were like poison that corroded her heart day by day, making her lose her spirit and sleep, and her body was becoming emaciated, and her spirit was almost collapsed.
Although it has been half a year now, the wounds have begun to heal gradually, but busy days can pretend to be fine, during the day can pretend to be strong, but in the middle of the night, those torn wounds will still faintly hurt, and the memories are even more turbulent to drive away all drowsiness.
After knowing the story behind her, my heart ached for her for no reason, I think it was probably sympathy, after all, such a affectionate girl, just created people, let her meet the person who could not accompany her to the end, gave her fantasies and gave her heartbreak.
When we separated from her, we didn't ask for each other's contact information, I don't know, now a parting, whether there will be a chance to meet again in the future, I actually have some expectations in my heart to see her again, and I hope that she can let go of the past, forgive the teenager who provoked her but could not give her future, and find the beauty that belongs to her.
I knew that she might be just one of those lost souls I had met, but had accidentally passed through my world, but my heart had disappeared because of her appearance and followed her away.
In this noisy downtown, in the vast sea of people, I always think of her involuntarily, searching around for her figure, hoping that she will appear in front of my eyes again.
However, after the separation, except for the crowd, I was the only one waiting silly.
I can only silently bless in my heart:
Goodbye, Miss Meow, maybe you won't pay attention to the yesterday I appeared in, but I have never forgotten your tearful smile, those moments that made my heart ache, so that I could no longer miss it after that, and I found that I seemed to like you.
Later, to commemorate the encounter, I wrote a song for her, "Goodbye, Miss Meow", hoping that one day, she would hear it, and then look for the song and find me.