we are bad boys

The music played soothingly, and the room was silent...

"It's the first time you sit with me... My hands are empty...!" When Yaoyao sang the first note, tears fell from her eyes...

She turned her back to me, closed her eyes, shed tears, and sang with a smile: "I want to smile and agree that it's good to be separated...but why are we crying together? I can't bear it, but time can't go back. It's worth loving you, but it's time to stop, you have to be fine without me..."

I froze in place, staring at Yaoyao's slender back, holding Linlin's hand in my hand, biting my lip, trying hard to keep my tears from streaming down, but the lacrimal gland seemed to have collapsed. Pictures, scenes after scenes, flooded in front of my eyes like a tide...

Linlin looked at Yaoyao's trembling back, then at me, and remained silent. Leilei, Mumu, Chenchen, Dakang on the sofa, all those people who watched Yaoyao and me together and had no choice but to separate Let out a slight sigh.

They know that between us, like two trains that can never meet, are always on the rails, passing each other...

"I can't bear it, I hold you tight for the last time... We missed it, we made a mistake...!" Yaoyao sang here, tears fell down, her voice was choked, and everyone present felt a surge of emotion A trace of sour...

"Xiao Fei, I really can't bear it... I can't bear the memories and the beauty between us, I can't bear it, standing downstairs in my house, that boy who called "Wang Yunyao I love you", I can't bear it, you don't eat or drink, give me The roses I bought...I really tried to forget about you...but all I could think of was the way you kissed me, the way you were happy...the way you made me happy...Xiao Fei, I let go of the woman at last Let's live a good life, shall we?" Yaoyao squatted on the ground, holding her cheeks in her hands, looking at me with big eyes, shaking her head and saying...

I stood where I was, biting my lip, and kept wiping my face so that the tears would not blur my vision...

I let go of Linlin's hand, walked to Yaoyao's side, dragged her into my arms, hugged her tightly with both arms, kissed her eyes with my lips, and gently pampered her Wipe away the tears...

"My heart hurts when you cry...!" I looked at her cheek and said quietly.

"Speaking out, I feel much better...!"

"Yaoyao, let me tell you a story...!" Enduring the pain that seemed to be crushed in my heart, I supported Yaoyao's head and said lightly.

Listening to my words, Yaoyao froze for a moment, then nodded.

"Just three years ago, there was such a boy. He just broke up with his beloved girlfriend. He was very sad and sad. There was even a period of time when he wanted to die in the past. At that time, he felt that he had no motivation to do anything. Lying on the sofa of the slow rocking bar every day, drunk to death, it happens that there is also a girl who just lost her father, the same sadness, the same sadness, and the same frequent drunkenness in the slow rocking bar, the two of them, from indifference It took a long time to get acquainted, and to talk about each other's thoughts...!" I shook Yaoyao lightly, my lips were chapped, and I spoke slowly, the voice passed through the microphone and entered everyone ears.

They all listened quietly, staring at me with distressed expressions on their faces...

Yaoyao's eyes were dull, she looked up at me, and I continued to talk: "I don't know when, this girl fell in love with this boy, she loved very thoroughly and simply, but the boy had another girl in his heart at that time, repeatedly Refused...!"

"Is the girl in the boy's heart... me?" Yaoyao asked foolishly.

I looked at Yaoyao, nodded slightly, closed my eyes, and continued to recall that time: "Until the boy left that city, the girl was alone, driving on the highway for dozens of hours, going to When she was visiting the boy in Hangzhou, she was extremely tired, but when she saw the boy, she just looked happy, and said sweetly: "I want to give you a surprise! ", from that day on, the boy also fell in love with the girl... At that time, the girl said to the boy: "Meng Fei, I, Hong Xin, will never be your trouble!"When you have a hard time making a choice one day... I will leave quietly! "The tears flowing from the corners of my eyes turned out to be slightly red...

"No one knows how difficult it is for them to get together. During their time together, the girl is like the last pillar of the boy's life. She is happy and sad with the boy. When the boy is in prison, the girl always Day stood downstairs in the detention center, looking up quietly. This look lasted for two years. When she celebrated her birthday, she hid in the house, put two sets of bowls and chopsticks, looked at the picture of the boy and her, silently used Spoon eats cake..."

"When the girl's brother wanted to kill the boy, she was the one who begged bitterly to break up with her last relative. She accompanied the boy and spent her most beautiful youth. She gave everything she could to love the boy. ..." When I said this, I closed my eyes tightly, with endless regret and pain on my face.

"But... the boy lost her... One day, when the boy really faced the most difficult decision, she fulfilled her promise... She really left... She left without looking back! "My tears have dried up, and I have said all the things I have not said in my heart for a long time.

Yaoyao was lying in my arms, looking at me quietly, slowly stretched out her soft little hands, and touched my face, with tears streaming down her eyes, she murmured: "Why, I am not with you The time that has passed...!"

"Yaoyao..."

"Stop talking... okay?... I missed you, lost you...!" Yaoyao stretched out her hand to cover my mouth, with a trace of poignant beauty on her face...

"It's time for me to retreat...!" Linlin leaned on the speaker, her pretty face was flushed, she covered her cheeks, and said in a daze.

"Fuck, Master Mu hasn't shed tears for so many years, this New Year's Eve, I'm crying all over!" Wang Mumu blinked his red eyes, and shouted, "Paralyzed !! Let's drink!! Pay homage to the girls who passed by us in those years, but gave their youth...!"

My story, like a fuse, touches the stories in everyone's heart, touches these people, the past that people don't want to talk about, such as Xue Nini lying quietly in the cemetery, such as only talking to chickens The intestines have spent more than ten nights together...

Living in this world, everyone has their own stories. These stories cannot be told to others. Even brothers who live and die can only turn their sorrow and helplessness into cups of intoxicating liquid and pour them down their throats... …

We drank a lot and were all drunk. Yaoyao kept tugging at my ears, weeping and talking, while others were roaring and singing, and the room was oppressive.