The Northern Stories of Chef Lao Tan

Chapter 569 The Torment of Love
After Liu Yang and Bai Jiaqi came out of the hot pot, they said goodbye and drove home.

Liu Yang had something on his mind, and when he was about to get home, he suddenly changed his mind and drove the car to a nearby square.

The square is square, with a circular pool in the middle, and a huge ox statue standing in the middle of the pool.

The scalper is majestic, full of bullishness, and quite imposing.

If there are a lot of people here during the day, especially tourists from other places, they will take pictures in front of the cattle statue.It's just that it's already midnight and the autumn wind is cool, so there's not even a single person there.

After Liu Yang got off the car and walked towards the scalper statue, obviously feeling cold, he subconsciously hugged his arms around his chest and tightened them tightly, then slowly loosened them.

What Bai Jiaqi said just now touched her a lot. She is not a fool, so why don't you understand?

She wanted to find a quiet place to sit for a while, so that she could be sober and calm.

Hey, of all the things in the world, feelings are the most tormenting.Regardless of men and women, as long as they reach the age of first love, they will start to have a heart, and from then on, they will be entangled regardless of age or national boundaries.

Youth can go away, but love never grows old. This is also the most beautiful emotion of human beings.

Liu Yang loves Qin Haitsun, so he can't let go emotionally.But her personality determines that being emotionally unable to let go and re-accepting are two different things. She is a bit similar to Zhou Xiaomei in this regard, except that the situations they face are different.

Zhou Xiaomei's husband cheated, and she ran away because of her lover's mistake.

She stopped 20 meters directly in front of the ox statue, with her arms around her chest, and she raised her head slightly, looking at the large plastic head of the tall ox and the two horns on the head that reached into the sky, as if she was thinking about something. He seemed to think nothing of it.

A woman, a cow.

The woman is looking at the scalper, and the scalper is looking at the distant and deep night sky, with two horns soaring, eager to soar to the sky.

The autumn wind cools into the night, the rice flowers are fragrant, and how many clouds are drunk.

Sorrow lightly enters the bosom, Yi Ren is thin, and thousands of threads are messed up.
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Thousands of miles away in the provincial capital, Qin Haixiao ordered the eighth bottle of Laoxue tonight at a barbecue restaurant in Santaizi Market in the north of the city.

It is estimated that drinkers all over the country know Laoxue, and people in the provincial capital commonly call it "tripping the donkey".The alcohol content is twelve, the malt flavor is strong, and it is famous for its strength.Two or three bottles is enough for most people to drink, and those who drink a lot can drink more, but it is also within [-] bottles.

Qin Haixiao doesn't drink much, and he can make four bottles of dry beer and light beer, but Lao Xue has never done it.Today he wanted to drink a few bottles to see if he could get himself drunk.

It's strange to say that when people don't want to get drunk, they often get drunk from one bottle, but when they want to get drunk, they don't pour eight bottles out of ten.

Qin Haixiao was in this state at this time.

Today is a drinking day for him, because he is happy to talk with the woman he loves on the phone.In order to make this call, he specially issued a new phone card, and made the call after thousands of prayers.

The phone was connected, and he didn't know what to say after hearing that familiar and friendly voice, his heart was ecstatic but he was afraid that he would hang up as soon as he opened his mouth.Fortunately, in the midst of the crisis, he had a flash of light and brought Old Tan out.

The call was not long, but it made him very excited and uneasy. He couldn't say what he wanted to say, or he didn't dare to say it. He didn't know which sentence he said wrong and the other party would hang up, and he couldn't get through again.

At that moment, he felt his own humbleness, but he had to be like that.

People, you only know how to cherish when you lose it, but you hurt it for no reason when you have it.

When he resolutely and ambitiously went to Wuhan, he didn't feel that it was a kind of harm to Liu Yang, and he said silently in his heart: When I do it, I bought a house and a car and guaranteed to pick you up. wait my dear.

But when he was dismissed with a cold face and politeness, when he returned to his hometown in the Northeast from Wuhan in disgrace and embarrassment, he had no face to see Jiang Dong's elders again, let alone the woman who was hurt by him.

Being shameless does not mean not loving or missing, although this love and missing is guilt, pain, and repentance.

During that time, he couldn't sleep all night, no matter whether his eyes were opened or closed, it was Liu Yang.

It hurts so badly, like being grabbed by someone.In the past, he didn't believe in the kind of heart-piercing and heart-breaking pain described in books and movies, but now he believes it, because he is going through it.

He knocked on the icy streets in winter with his tireless feet, from sunset to lighting; he also stood on the top of the mountain stepping on the dew in the early morning of summer, shouted hoarsely into the distance, and then burst into tears.

For a while, he thought he was crazy. If it wasn't for the epidemic, he would be able to walk to Changsha, like those travelers who hiked in Tibet.

He checks his phone countless times every day to see if it has been unblocked by his beloved, that would be the greatest joy.It's a pity that I checked again and again and was disappointed, and gradually fell into despair in the frustration of loss——
Desperation is the death of the heart, the world is beginning to be gray, and no matter how warm the sun is, it can't shine into the dead silence.

It was a day like hell.

Sometimes I think that we should really be grateful for the long river of time, which gave us happy childhood, unforgettable youth, struggling middle age and sunset photos full of memories.

While giving, it uses time to quietly and imperceptibly heal the injuries and pains we have suffered in different stages of life, and slowly heal from the torment little by little.

Anyone who has experienced pain has a feeling. On a beautiful morning inadvertently, he suddenly finds that his heart no longer hurts so much, the sun is shining in front of his eyes, and the past that he doesn’t want to bring up is just a smile, and the wind is gone. leave traces.

Dear friends, this is not about waking up and forgetting the past, but about living.

In the face of reality, life is always real, full of food, clothing, housing, transportation, human relations and hustle and bustle, because this is life.

We can suffer life and death in the spiritual world, but we must be strong in real life because we are alive.

It's good to be alive.

Although we are just ordinary people, so ordinary that we are just a speck of dust in the world of mortals, the meaning of life is far more than being trapped by love and loving children.

And all around us—the parents who raised us, the families who cared for us, and the friends who cared for us—
"Brother, it's almost time, don't drink." The owner of the barbecue shop came to Qin Haixiao and said with a simple and honest smile on his face.

Qin Haixiao nodded slowly with his eyes reddened by alcohol, and said, "The last bottle." Then he said, "Boss, buy the order."

"Just now you have finished shopping." The boss said.

"Hmm—" Qin Haixiao nodded again, poured the wine in the bottle into the glass, and the beer frothed out of the glass and onto the table.

He picked up the glass and took a big sip, looked at the remaining wine in the bottle, took another sip, then poured all the wine in the bottle into the glass, then smiled at the boss and said: "The last glass, drink it and leave , I'm sorry to delay your closing."

"It will be a while before closing. I saw that you drank eight bottles by yourself. I'm afraid you drank too much." The boss said.

"It's okay, I didn't drink much, I'm awake."

"That's good, you drink slowly."

The boss left, Qin Haixiao lit a cigarette, smoked and drank slowly until the glass was empty.

(End of this chapter)