I came to Duxing Bar to get drunk again. In this luxuriant and glamorous city of Shanghai, I, a useless person, will only become social garbage, abandoned and forgotten. I can only find myself in this Duxing Bar. The people in the bar are rich or poor. As long as you have a heart to stay away from the hustle and bustle, you can stay here, stay away from the brightly lit nights outside, and stay away from people who have class ideas and are crushed by society. Here, my idealism seemed to come alive.
I was drinking, intoxicated by the numbness of alcohol. Chen Zhen on the stage sang Guo Ding's "Beautiful Land" with an affectionate look on his face, "Once I was an uneasy river, walking through the forest and entering by mistake. In your heart, you set up camp without a plan, put aside right and wrong, and never came back. Now I am the one who created the dream. I feel lost and forget to leave. When the tide comes, I will remember your appearance..."
I felt the same way about this soulful music. When Chen Zhen finished singing the last line and the music played at the end, I suddenly stood up and shouted to Chen Zhen on the stage: "You sang so damn well. It sounds great!"
I applauded, and the audience in the audience also applauded. The atmosphere in the bar became enthusiastic, and Chen Zhen lit a cigarette on the stage. , and then looked at me with joy. At this moment, the neon lights on the ceiling of the bar became brighter and brighter, and my heart was indulged in this feasting night. It seemed that only in this way could I forget the sadness I felt just now.
Chen Zhen took a puff of cigarette, and then slowly exhaled a puff of thick smoke. He watched the smoke dissipate reluctantly.
"Xiangyang, come up and sing a few songs. As usual, you take charge of me and I will sing your favorite song "If Love Forgot"."
I drank mine. After a glass of wine, the intensity of the wine hit my throat and then went straight to my brain. I put down the glass heavily and walked towards the stage with a fearless expression, "I'm here, Chen Zhen, please don't take off my hind legs." "
I said jokingly, I know Chen Zhen's singing skills are not worse than mine, but if I want to show off my power, I have to belittle his singing skills.
He handed me the electric guitar, and I stood on the main seat. While the sound engineer was adjusting the music, I lit a cigarette and smoked while thinking about the rhythm of the song. I used to love this song so much. That was when Gu Wei was here. She and I sang together, were sad together, and were drawn into the rhythm of the song together. How much I want to recall it, my eyes are red, This should be the so-called emotional introduction.
The moment the rhythm started playing, I seemed to have returned to that year, sitting on the sofa in the rental house with Gu Wei. I played and she sang. At that time, we both loved each other deeply. , instead of being overwhelmed by this cruel life, at least we all still have a place in our hearts to entrust ourselves to each other.
"There are always some words that are too late to say, and there is always someone who is like cinnabar in the heart. Thinking of those silly words, tears fall, leaving only one sentence, are you okay now? If loveForgot, tears don’t want to fall, those happiness, let her arrive for me. If love understands, the price of promise cannot be given to me, please give it to her completely... If you love each other long enough, The more painful it is to be separated, I am not afraid of your hair on my cheeks that I miss. I always care about you in my heart, like a scar that cannot be healed. I dare not touch it anymore, but the pain is there faintly, but time is a Just kidding, memories that can’t be washed away..."
I was sad. After singing, I felt extremely depressed. I couldn’t even smoke to relieve my boredom. I didn’t want to cry anymore. I didn’t even think about myself. If you can hurt me, who else can I hurt?
I smiled bitterly, I was really covered in bruises, my clothes only covered the appearance of my body, but they couldn’t cover the trauma in my soul. , the expression on his face is enough to show.
"What kind of rubbish song is this? Can you sing it? Can you change it to another one?" Get some heavy metal. "
When I heard the words "garbage song", I was instantly angry. I looked at the source of the sound. It was a young gangster with long hair and glasses. He was very arrogant. There, I want to tell him that you don’t understand, you don’t understand how precious this song is in my heart, you don’t understand how miserable the story between me and Gu Wei is, you don’t understand how precious my youth is. Hot blood, you don’t understand how sad my heart is, and you don’t understand how bruised I am...
The gangster directly picked up an unfinished bottle of Tsingtao beer and threw it at On the singing stage, although no one was hit, a piece of wine was splashed on the drum stand behind me. I was angry and couldn't bear it anymore, even though the gangster's face looked like he was drunk and going crazy. That's all, but I just couldn't bear it, so I swore "fuck you"
I picked up the electric guitar, jumped off the stage, and smashed the little gangster's head hard, and then continued After a while, as the alcohol evaporated, I "sent" all the negative emotions I had accumulated in the past few days to this little gangster. The little gangster howled miserably and was knocked to the ground by me. He held his head with both hands and curled up until My electric guitar was smashed to pieces, so I just gave up.
Then I was grabbed by Chen Zhen and his bandmates. I looked at the little gangster lying on the ground, still howling. , sneered a few times, and then brushed the bangs hanging in front of my forehead. From the corner of my eye, I saw someone calling the police outside the bar, but I didn't care about it because this was a choice I had to make. I can't run away to take responsibility for this choice. I can't leave the responsibility in this bar where I make a living, and I can't let Chen Zhen take the blame for me, a rotten person.
"Xiang Yang, drink. Crazy? Such a heavy blow. ”
Chen Zhen seemed to be looking at me in surprise, but I said nothing, looking at the gangster lying on the ground with cold eyes, and then lit a cigarette without smoking it. After a while, the police car's siren sounded outside the bar, getting closer and closer...
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I was taken to the interrogation room. The policeman sitting in front of me held a piece of white paper and sat in front of me. My hands were tied. Iron bracelet.
"Name, gender, where you are from, where you live, ID number, why you are making trouble..."
"Yan Xiangyang, male... lives in Old Town... Because of that little gangster, he scolded me for singing bad songs. He also threw wine bottles and damaged our band's instruments..."
The film policeman interrupted me. He said, "I didn't ask you this. That little gangster just suffered some skin trauma. As for you."
The film policeman stopped writing in his hand, then raised his head and looked at me. I immediately put on my Looking like a good citizen in the city, he said: "Uncle policeman, look at me, I am also a miserable person. I just come to the bar to drink to relieve my sorrow. I have only beaten someone once in so many years, and this is also I'm a bit drunk, so there is an element of drunkenness in it. See if you can be accommodating and give me a lighter sentence."
The film policeman sighed, "Those who disrupt society like you can do this. You are a law and order person, I really want to beat you up, you are so smooth-talking, you have so many excuses, but you have good reasons."
I laughed stupidly a few times.
"Then..."
The police officer pointed to the door, "Go and pay the fine and then you can leave."
Me I stood up, bowed and thanked you, and walked out the door. The policeman behind me said, "If you let me catch you causing trouble again, I will make you walk around without food."
I ignored it and walked to the hall to think. I paid the fine, but found that I didn't have any cash on me. I used the 500 yuan given by Li Ping in the morning to buy cigarettes and drinks, and kept the remaining money in the office.
I couldn’t help but feel distressed. I had to be detained all the time if I didn’t have money to pay the fine. I asked a young police officer to give me my mobile phone. I called someone to come over and pay the fine, but he didn’t. Thinking that the guy was very enlightened, he replied with a few words and refused.
I sat helplessly in the police box, with a silver bracelet on my hand and being guarded by the police. I had no way to escape. I was distressed. I closed my eyes to rest and reflected on what I had just done. What Duxing did in the bar, why was I so reckless? Was it just to vent my dissatisfaction? Is it just to see that little gangster belittling the song I love?
No, I seem to have found the source of the whole thing, which is the news that Gu Wei is returning to China. I sighed and wanted to smoke, but the cigarette case was over there at the police desk. This series of The butterfly effect made me feel terrible. Sure enough, I knew that I was living in Gu Wei's shadow, but in the past two years, I imagined that I had changed a lot, but I was still affected by a piece of news.
I glanced at the clock hanging on the wall. It was close to twelve o'clock. I didn't want to see the watch on my hand. I was afraid that I would think of Gu Wei, and I was afraid that I would be sad again.Once the inner defense was easily defeated.
I don’t know how long it took, but I thought I was going to spend the night in the police station. Finally, a police officer walked over to me and untied the silver bracelet on my hand calmly, "You I was released on bail, go over there and record it, grab my things, and then you can leave."
I was a little curious as to who would release me on bail so late at night, so I took it with some trepidation. Record book...