Looked forward with vacant eyes

"I'm only asking you one thing, do you like me?"

I didn't demand an answer from him, and after I asked, I took a big step toward the stairs.

Until I returned to the dormitory to pull open the curtains, Peng Southwest was still standing there. I saw him slowly crouch down and fumble on the ground, picking up the chain, then he raised his hand and flung it in the direction of the fountain, and the star pendant flashed its last light in the darkness and disappeared.

The next day, only I went to class: Zhou Zhou went to Lu Fang's engagement ceremony and had to wait one more day before returning, Lin Chaoyang saved a few hundred dollars to buy a Len concert ticket to see it, and Ji Kieran slept until noon, and spent the whole afternoon on makeup, dressing up like Snow White to go out.

I don't know what the reason was, but the class had an unprecedented number of people skipping class, and for the small half of our remaining population, the teacher had no desire to lecture and let us study on our own. The classroom was quiet, and I was lying on my desk looking out the window at the long grass, smelling the light ink of the books, and gradually feeling sleepy.

I fell asleep in the classroom and woke up in darkness, no one woke me up, and the classroom was empty. I wrapped my coat tightly and walked out of the building with my books in my arms, but my phone suddenly rang. I fumbled around with my hands and feet, and just as I felt the phone out, my books fell on the floor. I pressed the call button with some frustration, and Fuas' relaxed and happy voice came through: "Beauty, do you need this handsome man to rescue you now? You look very wretched ......"

I did not have time to speak until the phone was hung up, I continued to crouch down to pick up my books, but heard a piercing horn sound. A strong beam of light shone in my face and I looked up to see Fuas, dressed in black leather, running in my direction on his motorcycle.

Finally, the car stopped two meters away from me. He got off the bike, like a prince who had slain the dragon and fought the wizard and had come over the mountains.

He squatted down beside me and picked up my scattered books with his gloved hand and shoved them into my hands.

"I waited under your dormitory building for over an hour and circled the school three whole times before I found you, it's too hard to be a handsome prince."

"Looking for me to do what?"

"We are friends, do I need a reason to look for you?"

Fuas took me to his bar, and the sign hanging on the front of the store at that moment read: Closed. He smiled at me, took off his gloves and stuffed them into his coat pocket, then pulled me to push open the closed door, his hands were warm, and his palms had a thick layer of calluses.

The outside is cold and clear, the inside is hot, I stand in a room full of lights and wine looking at the men and women in strange clothes feel fallen into the animal world, not waiting for me to ask, someone shouted Fu Yaz: "Yaz, how come you are so late?" It was a woman in a white V-neck low-cut dress with a blonde wig and bright red lipstick, walking toward us in style. She finally stopped me in her gaze and asked Faus after turning me over and over a few times with a contemptuous critical look, "You said you brought a friend over, and this is the only one you brought?"

Fuas interrupted her, "Nina, this is my friend, don't talk nonsense."

I finally understood that it was a masquerade party. At this moment, standing in front of us, in addition to Marilyn Monroe and vampire zombies, there are nurses and generals in uniform. I looked down at myself, jeans white coat, and holding a bunch of books, I scratched my head and said to them, "I'm cosplaying as an ordinary female college student today, like it or not." After I said that I laughed loudly, and the crowd silent for ten seconds, Fu Yaz's laughter broke the embarrassment, he exaggerated his laugh, waist are bent: "Talk Xia Xin you are a living treasure ah, find you today is the right."

To Fu Yaz's relief, the atmosphere was finally less awkward, Nina glanced at me and pulled Fu Yaz away, he turned back to me and made a gesture, saying, "All the people here today are my friends, so have fun and don't be unhappy."

I looked at the corners of his mouth slightly up, as if drinking a glass of strong wine, hot and spicy touch from the throat straight to the heart spread.

This night, Faus had been busy, and seemed to drink a lot after being pulled away by the one called Nina, and then poured three more bottles of wine by a man dressed as the Lion King. I just sat at the bar and watched him navigate through the sea of people as the familiar bartender poured me three drinks to choose from, not touching me with half a drop, saying, "The boss said he couldn't let you drink!"

After I drank my third coke, the door of the bar was suddenly pushed open, it was a middle-aged man, he wore a black suit draped in a long coat, gloomily striding in, closer to the door suddenly quiet, as if someone had a chokehold on the throat, can not make any sound.

This cold and stern man gives a sense of oppression, in this room of intoxicated chaos the sight of him most of the people have sobered up, automatically parted away. The sound of leather shoes snapping on the ground is like the drumbeat of rock music. He scanned the room, and I even felt breathless as his cold gaze passed over my face. I didn't know who he was, but I feared him as much as everyone else here.

In the large bar, only the table in the far corner didn't find him, and Fuas was still sparring with someone. When he walked aggressively toward Faus, no one stopped him, no one even bothered to warn Faus, including me.

I watched as he grabbed Fuas' collar with force, and amid a large huff around him, he slapped him hard in the face. The slapped Fu Yaz just wanted to get angry and saw the person coming after the momentum is gone. The man is not satisfied, another slap on the face of Fu Yaz.

His force is full, several slaps in a row, Fu Yaz's face immediately red and swollen, he looked at the man with scarlet eyes, wanting to say something, but did not say anything. The man threw him hard to the ground, a large man of more than one meter eight, was gently pushed to fall.

"Tell you to go to your Uncle Li you do not go, said to make a world of their results here drunk as mud! Well, that's good! Get up, Faus, I told you to stand up."

Fuas staggered up from the ground, he pulled the collar, and picked up the bottle again: "Come on, let's drink." No one bothered to respond to him, and no one dared to take the bottle from his hand, everyone just stood quietly behind him as if they were being robbed and pointed at.

The man looked at the shriveled him from above, half-command, half-warning: "Go back to the old mansion tomorrow, meet with Muzi on the weekend, don't embarrass me." Said swept the coat, the head did not return, walked away.

The music stopped, the men and women scattered within ten minutes or so, and the entire bar became empty within minutes, shrouded in the shadows of the night.

Fuas slowly stood up and walked to the bathroom, but instead of walking in, he slowly slid against the wall of the bathroom and sat on the floor. He buried his head in his lap, and the shadow of the lamp fell silently on his body, like a sad pantomime.

I slowly sat down next to him, and he looked up at me and pulled a despondent smile at me: "Why didn't you leave?"

The cold light hit his face, and his angular face had the slightest hint of weariness. I didn't say anything and sat down against him.

"You know what? Sometimes I just want to kill him and then kill myself."

I jerked my head back to look at Faus, his delicate face without a trace of expression but showing serious sadness.

It was like being in the middle of an anaconda, they were tightly wrapped around me, and the transparent fishy mucus slowly penetrated my heart.

He hugged me hard, resting his head on my shoulder, his eyes vacantly looking ahead.

I suddenly felt a surge of sadness that I had never felt before.

On this dark green night.