death of hope

Chapter 254 "Corporate Warrior" (170) Drinking to Sooth Your Sorrows
Blessings never come, misfortunes never come singly,
Back in New Brisbane, the news came from the pet store that the dog had died in his sleep.

Cupid's body was packed in a cookie tin box, tied with a red silk ribbon, and buried among peonies in the city center garden.

"It's so sudden, I still want to play catch-and-catch with it."

"I buried the frisbee too, and his favorite bone toy."

Holding a shovel borrowed from the gardener, Lynch patted down the soil and put a pebble on it:
"Don't blame the pet shop owner, he is very competent, it's Cupid who is too old."

"Yeah, he's an old dog."

She was not in the mood to go to the food stall, and walked straight past the movie theater without even taking a look at her favorite puppet show.

On the way back to the apartment, Sigurdriefa lowered her head, her long blond hair, which hadn't been combed for a long time, was messed up and messed up by the wind.

"It can't go on like this." Lynch took the initiative to break the silence: "Let's go have a drink."

"Didn't you quit drinking?"

"For you, it doesn't hurt to have a drink."

"Thank you, where are we going?"

"I know a good place, brother Johnny introduced it to me."

Deep in an alley in the lower city,

The decoration style of the Cedar Tree House Tavern is quite retro, most of the furniture decorations are made of wood, the pianist plays lazy jazz, and the dim lighting can make people calm down.
Lynch knows the bartender here, and his flaming tequila is the best in New Brisbane.

The alcohol content is customized by the customer, and Lynch chose 40 degrees, which is suitable for drinking to relieve worries.

After a few glasses of wine, both of them were a little drunk:
"Now even the pet dog is gone, you and I are the same, alone in this world, no relatives or reasons anymore."

"At least there are each other."

"Thanks for having you, cheers."

"cheers."

Sigurdriefa raised her neck, and the flaming tequila flowed down her throat, warming her appetite. Although she was a little dizzy, she was indescribably comfortable.

Time passed, the pianist left, the waiter also left work, and only the bartender and two customers were left in the tavern, and it became quiet.

Lynch walked to the jukebox and ordered the famous song "Crazy Boy" by the Wild Boys,
This is an extremely fast-paced electronic rap song, and the lyrics are full of youthful, frivolous, rebellious, and unruly youthful colors.

"Unexpectedly, you still listen to this kind of song, but it's been a long time."

"It's very old-fashioned, isn't it?"

After drinking the wine, lighting a cigarette seems to be a matter of course. Lynch puffed out the smoke and said:

"At that time, my old miner was still alive, and he mentioned something to me after he was drunk,

Dad skipped class in junior high school to go to a concert, but didn't buy a ticket, and was kicked out by the security guard halfway through.

He said that he would remember that concert for a lifetime. It was the "Active Volcano" concert of the Wild Boys, an idol worshiped by rebellious teenagers of his age at that time.

He always plays this kind of songs with the old antique walkman he found in the second-hand market, and occasionally goes to KTV to sing and likes to sing a few times, singing and laughing with his miner friends.

It sounded harsh to us children, like noise, so we covered our ears every time.

Later, many years passed, my father was no longer there, and I took up the burden of supporting the family. Whenever I was too tired to hold on, I would pull out that broken Walkman and listen to my father's favorite songs.

I fell in love with it somehow, and listened to it during the war. "

"Do you still have it?"

"Walkman and cassettes were destroyed along with supplies during the airborne mission."

"pity."

"I just saw this song in the recommended cycle list of the jukebox, so I clicked it. Maybe this is fate."

"Sometimes, when I miss someone, I fall in love with his hobbies without knowing it, and understand his mind, just like now," Sigurdlifa said while holding a wine glass:

"I understand why my father was drinking and taking drugs every day. He wasn't in a bad mood, he was just lazy. He wanted to evade the responsibility of being the eldest son of the family. To be honest, I also felt tired. What about revitalizing the family's honor? Go fuck him!
This world is rotten. If you do good deeds, you will become a fool. If you have a thick skin, you can get away with it. With a straightforward personality like me, no matter how hard you try, you will never see hope, and you will simply live your life. "

"Me too, I retired early after completing this period of the contract."

"You said you were going to propose to me."

"You also said that you don't need a diamond ring, but a bouquet of flowers is enough."

"Haha, we two are really a pair of freaks!"

"Cheers, to the dead!"

"cheers!"

In the early hours of the morning, the bartender reminded them that the bar was about to close. Lynch paid the bill in a daze. The two held hands and sang loudly, just like a drunk on the street.

As soon as she entered the house, Sigurdriefa threw down her prey like a hungry she-wolf. Lynch's shirt was almost torn by her, and her neck was covered with lip marks.

"Are you crazy?"

"We're all drunk, sweaty men and women alone in shabby flats on a hot night, and it would be crazy if something didn't happen tonight."

Lynch joked: "You poor man, you want to seduce me, and then blackmail me for a sum of money."

"Hey, Boss, is it true that Johnny the Mad Dog joked that you are really gay? Wrestling with the muscular man in the gym."

After holding back for a few seconds, Lynch finally laughed out loud: "Fuck you! You're the only one who fell!"

"Hahaha!"

The two hugged each other, coughed with laughter, stopped suddenly, looked into each other's eyes, and then kissed fiercely, with rough movements, as if they were fighting, tearing their clothes.

"You're not shy at all when you're honest with women."

"I'm used to it. My mother is not in good health. I helped to scrub and take care of her. She pooped and urinated. My sister was also raised by me. Being ashamed is not a fart in the face of a difficult life."

"I always thought I was the worst person in the world, and now I'm really ashamed of that thought."

Hugging and kissing, the strong body knocked over chairs, tables...

Lynch's toes hit the table leg, and the pain made him wake up a bit:

"It's true that I drank too much. Huh...do you want to calm down a bit, so as not to regret after burning out of passion."

"No, I'm not going to calm down, I'm going crazy, you don't have to sleep on the sofa tonight."

(End of this chapter)