What do you want in life

Chapter 23 Can the Oath of the Past Become Forever (2)
"Stop it, Guo Jia!" Seeing that she was getting more and more violent, Xiaoying quickly tugged at her arm, "What's the point! We're all soldiers, and people speak lightly, why bother to engage in these unnecessary disputes? Take care of yourself That's it. Hurry up and go, you can go to eat!"

After she finished speaking, she pulled Guo Jia up and walked out the door, and Lao Yang sighed in a moderate way from behind, "Guo Jia, girl, will be ruined by this bad temper sooner or later!"

Sitting in the noisy restaurant, Guo Jia was still depressed about what happened just now, even listless while eating.

After Xiaoying made a phone call, she raised the phone to her, "Don't be unhappy! I've got in touch with my brother. He has a performance tomorrow night, so we can go to see it! Originally, he didn't want to, so I said all the good things. After talking, he reluctantly agreed, and you heard it too, how about it, am I satisfied?"

Guo Jia's expression eased a little. She poked the dry rice a few times with simple chopsticks, and asked with a sigh, "Xiaoying, is my temper really that bad?"

Xiaoying understood that she was blocked by Lao Yang's words just now, "That's not true! You are just being outspoken."

"Sometimes I complain to my boyfriend about things in the company, and even he calls me crazy and stupid! Worrying about things I shouldn't care about! It's so frustrating to think about it!"

"Don't be like this." Xiaoying pressed her hand, and said in relief: "I can chat with you because of your straightforward temper. If you want to keep everything in your heart, how wronged you will be!"

Guo Jia was unmoved and continued to sigh.

Xiaoying smiled and said: "Even if you are really stupid, I will accompany you to be stupid! Didn't you say that like attracts like and divides people into groups!"

"So I can talk to you now." Guo Jia's brows finally relaxed a little, and then shook his head, "But you are different from me, you are more beautiful than me, and gentler than me , Sensible. I'm going to chase you, but it's still far behind."

Xiaoying laughed, "While talking, why are you praising me?"

She looked towards the door, her tone suddenly filled with disappointment, "Even if I live on such thin ice, my fortune in the future may not be better than yours."

"How could it be!" Guo Jia quickly turned to comfort her, "You have nothing wrong with you, you just like to look at the bad side of everything, which makes you feel bad for yourself, why bother!" She I am very disapproving of Xiaoying's always holding a gray tone about the future.

At this time, there was a lot of commotion at the entrance of the restaurant, and Guo Jia's eyes were still fixed on Xiaoying's face. She clearly saw Xiaoying's eyes flickering with anxiety and expectation, and she was quite puzzled, so she also turned her head away. wait and see.

Surrounded by the crowd, it was a newly appointed chief financial officer.

When Guo Jia turned around again, Xiaoying had already lowered her head and concentrated on eating.

"Hi! What were you watching just now, with such great interest!" Guo Jia couldn't help muttering.

"Ah?" Xiaoying raised her head in surprise, the brilliance that was still lingering in her eyes just now has long since disappeared.

"It's nothing, let's eat and eat!" Guo Jia grinned, but the little pimple in her heart did not calm down. Recently, Xiaoying often suddenly lost her mind like this, and she couldn't ask why.

Xiaoying silently stuffed food into her mouth, burying a trace of loss in her heart.

She doesn't often see Shen Juncheng in the company, on the contrary, because the offices are far apart, the times she can see him are only a handful.Only occasionally, when she had to pass by the workshop for something, would she have a chance or two to witness him discussing issues with the staff.

When she walked past, she would often glance at him casually, but he turned a blind eye to the people and things around him—whether he was listening to or stating opinions, he looked serious and unrestrained.

The phrase "I hope we are still friends" is still in my ears, but it seems that she is the only one who really remembers it in her heart.

The current Shen Juncheng is naturally not the same Shen Juncheng as before. He is more solid and handsome than eight years ago, and his appearance is outstanding. The persistent childishness of his youth can no longer be seen in his brows. The flicker is unpredictable.

Xiaoying admits that she will be disturbed by past memories from time to time, perhaps because Shen Juncheng in the past has imprinted too deep a memory on her heart, so that when they meet again now, she often feels confused, and reason tells her that this It was indeed the Shen Juncheng she knew in the past, but the person she saw made her feel strange.It always takes a moment of astonishment for her to wake up to the fact that they have been blocked by a long river of eight years.

Perhaps, it was not him who lived in the past for so many years, but herself.

Because of Xiaoyu's relationship, it wasn't Xiaoying's first time to go to a bar, but it was her first time to visit this punk bar, which is quite famous in the entertainment industry of this city.

As soon as they walked in, Guo Jia and Xiaoying were immediately overwhelmed by the deafening music.Guo Jia's eyes were shining, he looked around curiously, his face was filled with excitement.

The area of ​​the bar is not too big, but there are quite a lot of customers. Thanks to Xiaoyu who reserved a table against the wall for them in advance, otherwise, they would basically have to stand when they came in at this hour.

They came to see Xiaoyu sing, so they only ordered a bottle of sake and two glasses of juice drinks as symbols. Even so, the price was already so expensive that Guo Jia was speechless.

Looking around, Guo Jia found that most of the women who came to the bar were dressed very fashionable. In such a cold day, many of them only wore a long-sleeved low-necked T-shirt and tight jeans. Several girls showed their hair because they rolled up their hair. There are exquisite tattoo designs embroidered on the back of the neck, and there is still a cigarette in the mouth, talking and laughing while puffing.

The three or four girls at the table next to them looked quite refined, and there were several bottles of high-quality foreign wine on the table.

On the hot stage, a singer wearing a cowboy hat was leading three or four girls to dance vigorously. The applause from below came one after another, turning into a pot of boiling porridge.

"The one above, is that your younger brother?" Guo Jia raised his voice and yelled at Xiaoying, who was close at hand, otherwise the other party would not have heard what he was saying.

Xiaoying shook her head again and again, Xiaoyu only sang and never danced.

Metal percussion instruments stimulated people's nerves over and over again, pushing the atmosphere in the bar to a climax again and again. Such a bomber-like frenzy lasted for 10 minutes. Quiet, as if someone swept the air with a big hand, and grabbed all the miscellaneous things into his airtight pockets.

The sudden tranquility made Guo Jia feel relieved, but at the same time he was curious about this nonsensical change, and his eyes could not stop projecting towards the stage.

A boy in a black jacket and with a super short hairstyle walked onto the stage with a huge guitar in his arms, and sat on a high stool that had been set up beforehand. The soothing sound of music sounded slowly behind him——

At this moment, Xiaoying who went to the bathroom came back, glanced at the stage, then excitedly grabbed Guo Jia's sleeve and said, "Hey, that's my brother!"

"Really?" Guo Jia's eyes widened all of a sudden, and he immediately stood up on the stool, propping his feet on the bar of the high stool, anxiously trying to see the person above clearly, but the distance was a bit far , and the lights on the stage are so dazzling, you can only see a rough outline, he is a handsome boy.

"It's not at all like what I imagined." She lowered her waist and whispered to Xiaoying. Her ideal singer, Han Xiaoyu, must be a bit domineering, informal and rough, and the one in front of her is obviously too delicate. up.

Xiaoyu tuned a few syllables on the stage, played and sang smoothly along the background music, it was a familiar old song, and his slightly hoarse voice was completely inconsistent with his age and temperament vicissitudes of life:
waiting for you

等待 你 慢慢 靠近 我

Accompany me to the end of the long night
别 让 我 独自 守候

waiting for you

waiting for you to stare at me silently

tell me your future belongs to me
除了 我 别 无所求

……

The people who were caught in the wanton spreading of enthusiasm just now were instantly stained with a thin layer of sadness by his slow tune.

Xiaoyu sang two songs in a row, both with the same melody and taste, a rare moment of tranquility and harmony in the bar.

Guo Jia began to understand why people are keen to come to the bar. This is the best place to vent your emotions. You can be fanatical, sad, and even cry. No one will regard you as a different kind, because everyone who comes here has the purpose of In the same way, they want to relax and want to subvert their usual serious image.

As if there was a feeling in his heart, there was an uncontrollable sobbing sound from the adjacent table. Guo Jia reluctantly turned his gaze from the stage to Xiaoying's back. A companion in a yellow shirt asked with concern.

Xiaoying also turned her face to check. The weeping girl was sitting with her back facing her. She could only see her slender waist, but not her face.However, just based on that slender back, presumably the appearance is not too bad.

Guo Jia squeezed her eyes at Xiaoying who turned around, and the two smiled knowingly, Guo Jia then said with emotion, "I didn't expect your brother to sing so well."

Xiaoying glanced at Xiaoyu on stage, "When his show is over, I'll go backstage to see him, do you want to go together?"

"Of course!" Guo Jia was very happy, "By the way, if you take me there, he won't have any objections, right? Didn't you say that he doesn't like to see acquaintances in this kind of place?"

"No way!" Xiaoying laughed, "I was joking with you before, he's not so petty."

Before she finished speaking, Xiaoying's body suddenly swayed a few times as if she lost her balance. Fortunately, Guo Jia grabbed her in time to avoid the danger of falling off the high stool.When I looked closely, it turned out that it was the drunken woman in the yellow shirt at the next table who was about to get off the high stool, and she couldn't stand firmly on her feet. In a hurry, she accidentally grabbed Xiaoying as a life-saving straw.

The incident happened suddenly, Xiaoying stabilized her balance with Guo Jia's help, and quickly stretched out her hands to grab the edge of the table, but the woman in the yellow shirt was still hanging on her body.

Xiaoying lowered her head and met her face to face, her eyes froze for a moment, and the woman also stared at Xiaoying in a daze, then smiled and said, "We've... met somewhere before?"

Before Xiaoying could answer, the woman's companion hurried over to help her, "Are you okay? Where did you fall?" Then he hurriedly apologized to Xiaoying, "Sorry, she's drunk."

Xiaoying smiled and said nothing.

When the woman in the yellow shirt heard that she was drunk, she was very dissatisfied and shook her hands to defend herself, "Who said I was drunk? I am not drunk! I am very clear-headed!"

"I think you should call your boyfriend again, why hasn't he come here yet!" A strong girl who was leaning on her shoulder frowned.

"I, I won't fight!" The woman in the yellow shirt showed a stubborn but charming look on her face, "He won't care about my life, he never cares..."

The companions looked at each other, as if they didn't know what to say.

Guo Jia looked at the opposite side for a while, and decided that this was a girl who came to get drunk because of frustration, and suddenly lost interest. There seemed to be more and more girls like this now.When she turned her gaze back to the stage, she found that Xiaoyu had left at some point.

"Your brother... is this the end of singing?" Guo Jia asked Xiaoying regretfully.

"Huh?" Xiaoying didn't seem to be on the stage, she was taken aback for a moment before saying, "Oh, yes!"

She stretched her neck and looked into the distance for a few moments, and then looked at the time. It was past midnight, so she jumped off the stool and said, "Let's go, let's go find him."

At this time, the flashing neon lights in the bar suddenly became chaotic again. On the stage, two men and women who looked like a singing group were frantically twisting their waists, inciting the guests to fall into the crazy and hot rhythm again.

The two quickly settled the bill, and brushed past the crowd to the resting place of the employees.When they arrived at the door, they were stopped by a security guard. Xiaoying reported Han Xiaoyu's name, and the security guard yelled something into the small lounge, and ordered them in a business-like manner, "Wait here."

About two to three minutes later, Han Xiaoyu appeared in front of the two of them.

Seeing her sister, Xiaoyu was neither surprised nor particularly happy, and just said to the security guard, "This is my friend." The security guard stopped talking, turned sideways, and let Xiaoying and Guo Jia go in.

After walking inside for a while, Guo Jia realized that what he saw just now was only the end of the inner corridor. The real lounge was divided into several rooms on both sides of the corridor, and the performers and staff came in and out very lively.

Xiaoyu pushed open the door of a certain room, and a choking smell of smoke hit his face. There were three or four men scattered about in the room. When he saw Xiaoyu bringing two girls in, he immediately whistled.

"Xiaoyu, who is this? New boy? Are your hands and feet too fast? You've only been here for a few days!"

"Go away!" Xiaoyu cursed rudely, "My sister! You guys, get out where you can sit!"

"Ha! Do you have two older sisters? Now sister and younger brother are very popular, Xiaoyu! You have to take it easy..." Several people were making vulgar jokes, but their legs and feet were not idle, and they were very face-saving stood up.

"What nonsense! Go away, go away!" Xiaoyu pushed them to the door like ducks.

Guo Jia stuck out her tongue at Xiaoying, "Your brother is so tough!"

Xiaoying smiled helplessly.

The room quickly became quiet, Xiaoyu closed the door, walked in again, and asked without looking at anyone, "What do you want to drink?"

Xiaoying introduced to him, "This is my colleague and my best friend Guo Jia," Xiaoying said, and glanced at Guo Jia with a smile, "It's her who has always wanted to come and listen to you sing."

While she was talking, Xiaoyu had nimbly jumped onto a table full of sundries, put his feet up, put it on the back of the chair opposite the table, and lit a cigarette while listening.

Guo Jia walked up, stood still in front of Xiaoyu, and extended his hand generously, "Nice to meet you! You sing beautifully!"

Xiaoyu didn't give any response. He tilted his head, squinted his eyes, and looked at Guo Jia through the misty smoke. The evil eyes didn't look like what a 22-year-old boy should have at all. Boy, is it too sophisticated.

Guo Jia waited for a while, seeing that the other party didn't intend to greet him, so he shrugged and retracted his hand.

As soon as her hand dropped, Xiaoyu opened his mouth and asked again: "What to drink? Coke or..." He turned around, took out two cans of Coke on the messy table, and suddenly grinned, "Only Cola."

Xiaoying and Guo Jia took the Coke, and each found a place to sit down. Xiaoying looked at the messy room and asked Xiaoyu, "How is it here? Is it more formal than the previous ones?"

Xiaoyu bit his cigarette and snorted, and replied lazily, "It's the same everywhere."

Xiaoying glanced at his right wrist, paused and said, "It's nothing else, it's just about fighting. I think it's better for you to participate less." Her tone was not without worry.

Guo Jia followed her gaze, only to find that Xiaoyu's right wrist was covered with something white. At first, she didn't notice it at all, she just thought it was a wrist guard. Now that she looked carefully, it turned out to be gauze wrapped.

Xiaoyu snapped open a can of Coke, pulled the cigarette from his mouth, and took a deep breath. After stopping, he took another big puff of the cigarette, and raised his wrist towards Xiaoying, "It's almost better."

"Your mother is very worried about you." Xiaoying said bluntly, "Can't you meet her?"

A trace of impatience flashed across Xiaoyu's face, but he suppressed it immediately, and said sullenly, "I'm not free."

"She is your mother." Xiaoying replied lightly.

"So what if it's my mother?" Xiaoyu smiled coldly, "I told you earlier, she shouldn't have given birth to me!"

The air in the room suddenly cooled down, and even the lingering smoke and turbid air retreated silently, lest they be affected.

Guo Jia was drinking Coke, and wanted to interject a few words to ease the atmosphere, but found that she couldn't say anything. She only knew a little bit about Xiaoying's family. up.As for the relationship between her younger brother and her parents, Xiaoying had never mentioned it.

After a while, I heard Xiaoying say again: "I'll have a rest the day after tomorrow, come over to have a meal, we haven't met for a long time." Her tone was calm, as if nothing had happened before.

Xiaoyu's expression also eased a lot, "Well, I will definitely go there when I have time."

Guo Jia heaved a sigh of relief. She found that the two siblings spoke very interestingly. Every time they said a word, others would worry that they would immediately turn their faces in the next second. In fact, nothing would happen in the end. There seemed to be a strong tacit understanding between them. So far, don't be angry.

When he came out of the waiting room, Guo Jia shook his head nervously and said, "Han Xiaoying, if someone can irritate you and cause you to have a fight with him, I must give that person a medal—you are too ungrateful." You've lost your temper! Hey, you've grown up so much, have you ever quarreled with anyone?"

"There's nothing to be arguing about. Everyone lives his own life, as long as you don't impose your will on others."

"The World Peace Prize should really be given to you!"

"Fuck you!" Xiaoying was amused by her.

Stepping out of the bar, the two of them shivered at the same time due to the cold wind blowing over their faces.

"At this hour, the bus is definitely gone. Let's go, let's go to the side of the road and see if we can get a taxi!" Guo Jia said to Xiaoying, tightening his coat.

Crossing Bar Street is a main road, and the street lights are shining all the way, making the whole road bright yellow, like a crouching dragon winding in the city.

Xiaoying stood on the side of the road and waved to the taxis passing by, while Guo Jia covered his collar with his hands, fighting against the cold wind, while looking around, hoping to catch the car that Xiaoying missed.

There were people sitting in almost every taxi that passed by. Xiaoying observed carefully and found that they had gone astray. It should be easier to get a taxi in the alley at the main entrance of the bar. Most of the customers boarded the taxi there. Yes, it's no wonder that when I walked all the way just now, I found that this end was unusually deserted. This realization made Xiaoying a little depressed. She wondered if she should suggest to Guo Jia to go back.

"Hey, look!" Guo Jia suddenly touched Xiaoying's arm.

Xiaoying looked in the direction she pointed, and her heart skipped a beat. In the temporary parking lot not far behind them, Shen Juncheng was helping the woman in the yellow shirt he met in the bar just now, walking towards his car.

(End of this chapter)