Left Ear (36)

  Section 36: Left ear (36) I took out my red Double Happiness and lit it for him. His lips and hands were slightly trembling.

  "I miss home." The black man said with red eyes. "I have no friends in Beijing, I live in a basement, and the little money I have is all spent on drinking. Sometimes I don't even get to eat enough. I miss my mom."

  "Then go back," I said. "Don't worry, no one dares to do anything to you!"

  "Maybe you don't know, actually I'm afraid of something, I don't dare go back, there's another reason."

  "I want to ask you a question."

  "You ask."

  "Was she with you when she died? What did she say?"

  "Not here." The black man picked up another bottle of wine and poured it into his mouth, "She left her last words to a little girl, you should go ask that little girl."

  "Is it?" I said, "Isn't it a person named Yi Oh?"

  "Li Er?" The black man thought for a moment and said, "Maybe it is, she calls her Little Ear, Little Ear..."

  "Oh." I said.

  "It doesn't matter whether I'm dead or alive." The black man was really drunk, he started talking nonsense. "Zhang Yang, I know why you like her, she's a born noble, not on the same level as me, I couldn't get her, but I'm willing to protect her for life. I didn't do well, I let her die, it was me who stole your phone, it was me who fooled around with her, I committed the same crime as you, we're equally unforgivable, I regret it, I regret!"

  He said, while clenching his four-fingered hand into a fist and pounding the table, once, twice, three times.

  The female singer on the stage continued to sing: Who am I Angel, who are you model, dear dear, let us cooperate well, let us choose slowly, you happy I also happy, you are model I am Chanel Chanel Chanel Chanel Chanel...

  The black man was dead drunk. He followed with a humming noise, in a very off-key tune, with frantic eyes.

  I patted his face: "Buddy, are you okay?"

  He muttered: "Nothing, I just want to sleep."

  I bought a single ticket and stuffed 200 yuan into the pocket of a black person.

  Then I walked out of the bar and left the Sanlitun area with its bright lights and bustling nightlife.

  8

  The New Year is approaching, and everywhere is filled with a joyful atmosphere.

  There are N girls who want to invite me to spend Christmas together, and I rejected them all at once.

  Still waters run deep

  China's characters are truly profound and subtle, leaving you in awe.

  That day, with my phone out of reach for a long time, Jiang Jiao came to our school fully armed from her school to ours, which requires crossing half the city. She was dressed like a doll, thin cotton-padded jacket, scarf and gloves, a pair of exaggerated leather boots, and carried a cartoon floral backpack, attracting passersby's attention. She panted, rubbed her hands and stomped her feet, coquettishly saying to me: "You dead cockroach, where have you been running these days?"

  At that time we stood by the road, with a little rain floating in the sky, the loudspeakers on campus were blasting: What a great Chinese family garden, family garden...

  "My phone is dead, I've found a new job." I shouted at her, "From now on, weekends are no longer free!"

  "I'll pick you up and take you to the Christmas party!" She also shouted at me, "If you don't go, I'll die in front of you!"

  I pulled her to a relatively secluded spot at the edge of the playground, and the sound of the trumpet finally faded away. Jiang Jiao also finally straightened out her hair, looking much more presentable. I touched her hair and said, "Really can't, I have to rush to the Western restaurant right away."

  "What were you doing at the western restaurant?" She stared with wide eyes.

  "Wait a minute," I said. "They need someone who speaks good English and is handsome, which suits me just fine."

  "But I won't!" Jiang Jiao said, "I want you to accompany me!"

  "I also want to accompany you, it's just that I don't have time."

  "I'll show you something," said Jiang Jiao, taking down the colorful bag from her back and opening a small part of it for me to see. I took a peek and was startled, quickly helping her pull the bag back up and saying "What are you doing?"

  "My dad has arrived in Beijing," said Jiang Jiao.

  " Nouveau riche is nouveau riche." I hummed.

  "Don't be like this, we have so much money, you don't need to work so hard," Jiang Jiao said. "Isn't it good to leave some time for play?"

  "That's your dad's money." I said firmly.

  "What's with you and your father?" Jiang Jiao said discontentedly, muttering to himself, "Besides, his money isn't something you haven't used before."

  "I will pay it back." I said with a dark face.

  "I didn't mean it that way, can't I just take it back?" She's at it again with her usual tricks. Jump to it!!

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