Sex and the city

Chapter 25 New York in Heat and Mr Big in Crisis

Sidewalk fantasies, drunken Morris dances, nightmares in air-conditioned rooms, and bedroom meltdowns...that's Manhattan's signature heat.

New York in August is a completely different scene, making people feel as if they are in some dictatorship in South America-political corruption, drug trafficking, skyrocketing prices, inflation, traffic jams, dusty streets... The rainy season is always It will not come, all expectations are vain.

And the tough nerves of New Yorkers are also crumbling in the heat of the heat.The superficial peace can no longer conceal the bad emotions and dirty thoughts in the heart, and the well-dressed disguise has been replaced by blatant misconduct.Lao Yan split up and worked together.

One after another, New York was scorching at 35 degrees Celsius, and the whole city was caught in a violent mood and couldn't extricate itself.

And in moments of unconsciousness, you can't even believe in yourself.

At eight o'clock in the morning, Kelly was lying on Mr. Big's big bed.She knew it was a mess—she was pretty sure it was getting worse, damn it!She buried her face in the pillow and cried hysterically.

"Calm down, Kelly, calm down!" ordered Mr. Bigger.Kelly rolled over and looked at him, tears stained her face.

"You'll be fine. I have to go, it's getting late. I can't go to work like you're doing."

"Can you help me?" Kelly asked expectantly.

"No." He answered her as he buttoned his gold cuff buttons. "Only you can help yourself. You have to figure out your own way."

Kelly buried her head under the sheet in frustration, sobbing fitfully. "Call me in a few hours." Mr. Big came out of the room. "Goodbye."

As a result, he came back within 2 minutes. "I forgot my cigar box," he explained, then stole a glance at Kelly.She has quieted down.

"See you later," he said. "Goodbye."

The air was suffocatingly hot and humid.New York has had its tenth straight day of high temperatures.

Mr. Big's Midsummer Routine

Kelly has been getting tired of spending time with Mr. Big recently because the air conditioner in his house is so comfortable.Her house used to have one too, but it broke down.And so there was a little tacit understanding between the two of them - what they called "a midsummer ritual."Every night at eleven o'clock, if they weren't together, Mr. Big would call.

"How's your room?" he asked.

"It's hot." She replied.

"What are you doing now?"

"Sweat like rain!"

"Would you like to come to my house to sleep?" he suggested, sounding a little shy.

"Okay, why not?" she yawned.

Then Kelly packed her things quickly, ran out the door (the doorman on duty at night often gave her a look), and jumped into a taxi.

"Oh, hey!" Mr. Big opened the door half naked.The voice sounded ignorant, as if it was a surprise to see her.

They lay in bed, watching Lateman or Raynor's late-night talk shows together, wearing Mr. Bigger's only pair of glasses.

"Have you ever thought about getting a new air conditioner?" asked Mr. Big.

"Yeah," Kelly said.

"New ones are only $150."

"I know, you told me."

"Well, I just don't think that's the way to go."

"Don't worry," Kelly said, "I'm not afraid of the heat."

"I wouldn't leave you alone in an apartment without air conditioning," Mr Big said.

"If you let me come to sleep because you are sorry for me, then save it!" Kelly said, "I thought you missed me, or you couldn't sleep well without me!"

"I miss you, of course I miss you," said Mr. Bigger.After a few seconds, he asked again, "Do you have enough money?"

Kelly looked at him. "That's a lot!" she said.

"The Lobster" Newbert
The heat makes people slack off.Everyone is like drunk, limbs are weak, too lazy to move, but the spirit is extremely excited.Newbert, who lives on the Upper East Side, is different. His hormones are soaring like summer temperatures.He has always wanted a child.In the spring, Bella told him to wait, otherwise he would have a big belly in the summer when he wore a swimsuit; now it’s summer, Bella said it’s better, because the hot weather and morning sickness are double torture.Newbert reminded her that, as an investment banker, she was comfortable with the weather every day in her air-conditioned office overlooking Manhattan—but Bella ignored it.

So Newbert had to wander around his apartment all day, waiting for his agent to inform him of the progress of the new book's publication.He was wearing boxer briefs, watching talk shows, trimming barbs with rusty nail clippers, and doing nothing to pass the time.He now calls Bella twenty times a day. "What's up, baby?" Bella was always so patient and sweet when she answered the phone.

"What do you think of Revlon's stainless steel pliers? Tapered heads," he asked.

"Sounds great," she replied.

One hot evening, Bella was going to an appointment to meet some Japanese clients.After endless bows, handshakes, and pleasantries, Bella and the five Japanese in suits and ties arrived at the Krab King City, where they had a meal and talked about business.In the middle of the dinner, Newbert suddenly appeared.He looked drunk and dressed as if he had just returned from the wild.He decided to perform a Morris dance for everyone.He stuffed the napkin into the large pocket of his khaki shorts, and then, waving a napkin with one hand, jumped to his feet.Three steps forward, left kick; three steps back, right kick; plus a couple of side kicks of my own making - obviously, this isn't exactly Morris dancing.

"Ah, that's my husband." Bella explained to the client calmly, as if she had gotten used to it.She said with a smile, "He likes to be funny."

At this moment, Newbert suddenly took out a miniature camera and snapped random shots at the Japanese client. "Hey, say 'lobster'!" he yelled.

cannibalism
Kelly is eating at a new restaurant with a bunch of people she doesn't know very well.Also eating with her is Lai, a fashion icon who has become very popular recently.The three long tables in the restaurant were all booked, and there were still many people waiting at the door.In order to cool off, people kept coming in to buy wine, and then stood at the door to drink. It is estimated that after a while, there will be a disturbance outside.It has just entered summer at this moment, and people have not yet been affected by the heat wave, and they are still in the mood to greet each other. "Yeah, I've been wanting to meet you!" "It's long overdue for us to work together!" "Let's talk another day!" Kelly greeted everyone enthusiastically.Usually this kind of occasion makes her feel that everyone hates her, but this time, at least she doesn't hate anyone.

Kelly sat next to Lay and his female agent. A reporter from The New York Times kept taking pictures of everyone.Lai basically didn't speak much, and kept looking at the speaker in a daze, occasionally stroking the goatee and nodding in agreement.After dinner, Kelly followed the female agent to her house to smoke and chat, and Lai was there.On a summer night, smoking and spending time with friends seems to be the perfect thing to do.It was getting late and smoky, and they escorted Kelly out to wait for a taxi with her.

"They call my house 'The Circle'," said the agent, looking at Kelly.

Kelly knew what she was referring to and what brought these guys together.

"Why don't you come into this circle and live with us?" Lai invited her.

"I'd love to," Kelly said, but she couldn't wait to get home.

The taxi was heading uptown, but before it reached the door, Kelly called, "Stop." She suddenly wanted to get out of the car and walk.The whole city was so hot that she felt inexplicably excited, as if full of strength, like a powerful predator.Walking ahead of her was a woman in a baggy white blouse that seemed to Kelly like a white flag of surrender.Kelly fantasized about killing the woman and eating her flesh.She blissfully wallowed in this horrific vision, feeling like a shark smelling blood.

And the woman in front didn't feel Kelly's murderous intent at all.She walked quickly without knowing it, and in Kelly's fantasy, her soft and white skin had long been torn apart by Kelly's sharp teeth. "It's all her fault, who made her grow so fat." Kelly excused herself, retracted her thoughts, and walked into the door of the apartment.

"Good evening, Miss Kelly." The doorman greeted happily.

"Good evening, Kairos," Kelly responded.

"how are things?"

"Oh, pretty good."

"Good night then." Kairos helped Kelly hold the elevator door, smiling courteously.

"Good night." Kelly grimaced, her sharp teeth gleaming.

blue angel
Although it is difficult to go out in hot weather, the loneliness of being alone at home is even more difficult to swallow.

Katie was walking up and down her apartment on Fifth Avenue.You are all familiar with her boyfriend Hubert, that is, the 55-year-old male star who is not old at heart.Hubert is preparing for a comeback, currently in Italy filming a film for a popular young director, and then going to Los Angeles to audition for a TV series.Katie will go to Europe to meet him in a few days, and then go to Los Angeles together.But at this moment she thought: "Isn't this a waste of youth? I'm only 25 years old, and I can't bear to be alone like an old woman.

At five o'clock, the phone that had been silent all day finally rang.

"Hi, Katie!" It was a man's voice.

"who are you?"

"Is Hubert there?"

"Not..."

"Oh, I'm Dai Shi."

"Dai Shi?" Katie was a little confused.She knew he was Hubert's agent. "Hubert's in Italy," said Kitty.

"Yes, I know." Dai Shi said, "He asked me to call you and let me take you out to play when I have time. I guess he is afraid that you will be lonely."

"Oh, that's it." Katie felt faintly excited when he thought he was lying.

At ten o'clock in the evening they met at the Bowery Bar.Stanford Blatche finally made an appearance, too.He and Day were buddies—of course, he was buddies with everyone.

"Hey, Stanford!" Dai Shi called him lazily leaning on the chair, "Have you found any good places recently? I want this girl to relax, she is too boring recently."

The two men exchanged glances, and then Stanford said, "I like the Blue Angels Club. But I have to warn you, I have very strong tastes."

"Then let's go, let's go to the Blue Angel." Dai Shi said.

That place is in the SOHO area.When they walked in, a group of girls were dancing wildly on a stage made of broken plywood. "It's been a wild summer," Stanford said.

"Please, I've always been slutty," Dai Shi said.

"I know. You're the kind of guy who yells into the car phone 'can you wait a minute? I'm driving on Palisades and there's a girl waiting on me'. Mind blowing," Stanford said with a smile.

"No, that time was on Sunset Boulevard." Dai Shi corrected him.

They sat down in front of a stage.After a while, a woman walked out on the stage.She was completely naked, and she was holding a bouquet of daisies that seemed to have just been plucked from the side of the road.She was skinny but had cellulite and stretch marks all over her butt and thighs. "It's definitely a problem for such a thin girl to have such skin." Katie whispered in Dai Shi's ear.

Dai Shi looked at her and smiled wantonly. "Forget it, I can handle it," Katie thought to herself.

The woman on stage pulls out a feather boa and starts dancing.As she performed hard, she tore the petals of daisies and danced profusely.She lay down and rolled on the stage.When she stood up again, her naked body was covered with dirty feathers, rotten petals and dust from the ground.Immediately afterwards, she spread her legs in front of Katie's eyes and began to touch herself.Katie thought she could smell the woman.But she thought to herself, "Forget it, I can hold on."

Next up to perform was a lesbian couple.One woman moaned as the other began to squeeze her throat.Katie could see the bulging veins on her neck.She was about to suffocate! "How could I be in such a perverted club!" Katie's internal organs were churning.And Stanford ordered another glass of white wine as if nothing had happened.

"That's the end of the show," said Dai Shi. "Go home."

It was still hot outside. "What the hell are we doing here?" Katie asked.

"What do you think you want to do?" Dai Shi answered her.

"Goodbye, Katie." Stanford snickered.

a crash

Entering the tenth day of dog days, Kelly could not do without Mr. Big.She clings to him all day long and relies too much on him.But finally one day, she broke down.At the beginning, everything went well. Mr. Big went out to socialize, and Kelly went to play with Miranda.They originally planned to drink some wine at home while watching "Aunt Ridiculous", but they drank too much while drinking.Miranda asked someone she knew to send over some marijuana, and the two became more and more out of control.Kelly has been getting tired of being with Mr. Big lately, and hasn't seen Miranda for a while.So Miranda started complaining.

"I want to see him, you know. Why haven't you let me see him? Don't talk about him, I can't even see you!" Then she dropped a bombshell-she said , Mr. Big and Kelly's first month together, while dating another woman.

"He only went out with her once," Kelly said.

"Don't be stupid, they met several times, so-several-times! So I've been debating whether to call you all month. I don't know if I should tell you this."

"It sucks," Kelly said sullenly.

The next morning, Kelly lay in Mr. Big's bed, thinking wildly.After her meltdown the night before, she starts to think hard about what exactly she wants.She feels that her life has changed a lot recently.But has it really changed?In essence, she is still the same as before, unmarried and not pregnant.When she thought of getting married and having children, she still felt out of reach. "Will I really marry? When?"

It's a career or a man question.She thought, "Do you want the circle, or Mr. Big?"

In the afternoon, Mr. Big sent a bouquet of flowers.The card read: "Everything will be alright. Love you Mr. Big."

"Why did you send me flowers all of a sudden?" Kelly asked him later, "It's so sweet!"

"I want you to know that someone loves you," Mr. Big answered her.

A few days later, Mr Big took Kelly to spend the weekend at his Westchester cottage.Every morning, Mr. Big gets up early to play golf.Kelly gets up late.She idly made coffee, wandered in the garden, walked to the end of the alley and back. "What should I do now?" She went back into the house and sat down in silence.She pictured Mr. Big looking handsome on the golf course.He raised his arm, swung the club, and hit the ball out of sight, far, far away...

(End of this chapter)