Chapter 1: The Mysterious Girl in Purple
Am I still alive? I turned over feebly. I felt weak all over and my head was splitting. Why didn't I take off my clothes? I finally opened my eyes in pain and looked at the ceiling. Yes, it was on the bed of my own rented house with fellow villagers.
"How did I get back last night?" My mind went blank and I tried to recall the scene last night
Yesterday afternoon, I quarreled with the director of the Taiwan Pig Head about the sales work. After work, I was very depressed. I called Hu Wenwen, my college girlfriend who had been in love for nearly four and a half years. I wanted to hear the gentle voice and seek some comfort. Unexpectedly, a boy answered the phone.
"Who are you looking for?" A male voice came from there.
"Is Wen Wen there? My name is Lin, and my name is Lin Da." I was a little surprised that Wen Wen's phone was answered by someone else, and she was still a man.
"So you are Lin Da, and I am Wen Wen's new boyfriend. Don't call again!" The phone hung up very firmly.
The expected result finally came. Unexpectedly, when this time came, I was reluctant to say hello from the bottom of my heart to the grandson who had taken away my sweetheart just now. "NND, what are you? Where were you when I was on Wenwen?"
This depressed pair of me simply added fuel to the fire, and put my laptop back to the rental place opposite Qingdao Radio and Television Building. This is a small second house I shared with my fellow villager Zhao Yonghua. He directly took a taxi to the KTV for boys and girls, and asked for a small private room to sing and get drunk. As a popular song said, the helpless lonely boy, who knows?
Qingdao Boys and Girls KTV had a very good business in 2001, and now many young people in Qingdao still have memories of it. It is a luxury entertainment place located opposite to Qingdao Dongtai Wangrunke Supermarket. Its predecessor was once called Ousen Disco Plaza. It is the main place for Qingdao young people to dance disco, party and entertain at night. Later, the Qingdao Municipal Government had a new plan. The boys and girls were demolished. Now the former sites are several luxurious skyscrapers, including the Bank of China Tower and the Ocean Tower. The status of boys and girls' KTV in Qingdao's entertainment giant has also been gradually replaced by the later New Art City and FEELING. Now, for many reasons, the New Art City and FEELING are no longer popular today, which can be said to have led the show for a year or two.
I ordered a whole dozen beers. After the waiter turned on the light and stereo, he began to sing alone. I wanted to vent my depression. At this time, if there was no wine and song, I felt I would collapse. How about life? Du Kang is the only one who can solve the problem.
Tong Ange's classic old song "Will you still love me tomorrow", I don't know how many times I have sung it back and forth, and I am worried about it over and over again. I also unconsciously drank a lot of beer on the table, and empty wine bottles will soon fill the table
When I was at school, I liked Tong Ange's broad, sad and magnetic baritone very much, so I had a special liking for Tong Ange's songs. My favorite song was "Will you still love me tomorrow?". In this lovelorn night, this song is like spiritual opium to me. With the stimulation of alcohol, I slowly became drunk.
"Bang bang", the door of the private room was knocked untimely
"Waiter, another dozen beers," I shouted
"Sorry, I'm not Waitress." A female voice.
"Miss, I'm even more sorry. I'm not in the mood today."
"Oh, I'm not a lady."
"What's the matter? Come in as long as it's not a female ghost."
"Ha ha, I'm a ghost girl." A girl came in.
I looked at people in a drunken way. The girl was of medium height, wearing a purple dress with silver dots on it. She was noble in the light. Her facial features were not too delicate, but they were unique and tasteful when combined. The most striking thing was that she had a pair of proud peaks.
"Beauty, we don't seem to know each other, do we?" In normal times, I might flirt with her. Tonight, I was upset and really in no mood.
"I was playing with my friends in the compartment opposite the door. I heard you sing this old love song again and again, and sent my friends away. I watched you through the door glass for a long time. What's wrong? Are you lovelorn?" the girl said generously.
"It doesn't seem to have anything to do with you. I want to be quiet. Sorry!" I gave an order to leave.
"It seems that I guess right, but I also enjoy this song, and I want to communicate with you." The girl turned back and asked the waiter to open a bottle of red wine.
"Sister, whose sister are you?"
"I must be older than you. Tell me that you don't suffer. If you have something on your mind, talk to me. Maybe I can help you. Let me toast you."
"Aren't you afraid that I'm a wolf?" I was surprised at the girl's generosity and casualness. At first, I thought she was a lady, but now it doesn't look like her. Who is she? I was a little hesitant.
"I have worked for nearly 10 years, and I have seen all kinds of scourges." This woman is not like an ordinary woman.
"You also like this song, so you can sing it." I'm not polite
"Well, listen carefully, and see who can sing well?" The girl was also dutiful.
"A song came from the radio at midnight..." The girl threw herself into singing, with a touch of sadness in her magnetic voice. I recognized that she was not from Shandong, but from the south. I couldn't say for a moment.
"Since I once loved you, why really have you? Even if I leave you, I won't feel too sad..." The girl sang with great devotion. At the end of the song, there was some glittering in her eyes. I began to look at the girl carefully. The more I looked at her, the more interesting she became. She was about 1.67 meters, which was about 10 centimeters shorter than me. She was almost twenty-eight years old, and her nose was slightly cocked. She was a beautiful woman with good temperament, and with long flowing hair, she was seven points similar to Li Ruotong. The woman was a little emotional when she sang. It seems that this song has also reached her sadness.
"Handsome boy, don't be so stuffy. You look sad. Now the dance outside has begun. Let's go dancing. You need to be relieved now." The girl in purple stood up and suggested.
I followed the girl mechanically to the boys and girls' revolving dance hall, where the lights were flashing, and a pair of handsome men and women were dancing with the music, sometimes crazy, sometimes gentle. They may come and go together tonight; They may have just met, and said goodbye after dawn... In short, crazy and exciting, belong to the night of this city, this night, maybe too many people need passion and unrestrained.
When the next music sounded, the girl in purple took me to the dance floor. I practiced basketball in high school, and my body coordination was excellent. My social dance was very good. However, today I am a passive role. Although I am a bit drunk, I still work well with the girl in purple. When I spin, I feel like a dance partner for a long time. The girl in purple saw that I was dancing well, so she increased the difficulty, changed her pace, and added many commonly used moves. With the rhythm of the music, we walked around the dance floor flexibly.
At the end of the song, the woman in purple praised me: "You dance very well." I had some sweat on my head, smiled, and said: "No, you brought it well." Neither of us sat down and waited for the next dance song to ring. The next song was a slow dance. The music sounded, and the girl in purple and I slipped into the dance floor. As soon as we got to the center of the dance floor, the light went dark, The sound mixer said with a deep bass voice: "It's ten minutes of tenderness, ladies and gentlemen, please immerse yourself in the ocean of music and dance, let's swing together, for the only warm and romantic night in our life tonight." Just after the voice ended, most of the lights on the dance floor turned off, except for a dim flashing ceiling light at the entrance.
When I couldn't see my fingers on the dance floor, I couldn't dance. Everyone could not help but collide with each other. I followed the girl in purple and gently shook with the sad song.
The male singer in the singing hall has a magnetic voice. A foreign love song, like that of the British Beatles, goes straight into my heart and lungs with a light sadness, which makes me feel extremely painful.
