Chapter 1110 Gift
"Hurry up and find a girlfriend. Nowadays, there are girls who are willing to find self-employed people..."
"You should be pragmatic, save some money, and find someone to live with. Days of duty..."
"Don't come to Maxim every day in the future..."
Since sending Zhang Mi off for the second time, these words have always echoed in Luo Guangliang's ears. .
The words are all good and they are not meant to hurt anyone.
I don’t know why, but once such kind words came out of Zhang Mi’s mouth, it was completely different.
The cutting made Luo Guangliang's heart bleed, making him restless and ashamed.
For several days, Luo Guangliang did not go to Maxim again.
He had to digest, accept, reflect on what Zhang Mi said to him, and think carefully about what to do in the future.
This all takes time, otherwise he won't have the means or courage to meet the girl he likes again.
How ashamed, he clearly realized that he was an emotionally dull person.
He doesn’t know how to deal with girls, he doesn’t know how to please women, and he messed up everything with his own hands as expected!
People like him who can only fight but cannot speak are not worthy of love.
He once again felt that he was a person not accepted by this world.
It would be great if he were Ning Weimin.
He is handsome, well-spoken, knowledgeable, and a standard Prince Charming. Girls all love him.
Sometimes there is no need to say anything, those beautiful girls' faces and eyes will sparkle as soon as they see him.
Not everyone in this world is as unpopular with girls as he is.
If he were Ning Weimin, his dream would come true, right?
While he couldn't help but envy his good brother, Luo Guangliang also couldn't help but have a big hole in his mind.
He could almost see how he was lying inside, buried in the dirt.
Zhang Mi stood next to the big pit, watching him being buried alive by a shovelful of flying soil, and remained indifferent.
However, if there were big tears rolling down that delicate face, it would be so beautiful!
He is willing to spend his whole life to win these two tears.
Unfortunately, he himself knew very well that if he unfortunately died in a car accident one day, Zhang Mi would just sigh.
This girl has a grand life plan, let alone whether she cares about it or not, she may not notice what happened to him at all.
His emotional shit is not.
There are probably thousands of girls in this world who reject thousands of unfortunate young men every day.
His existence and his death should be boring to this girl.
To others, his unrequited love may not be as good as a line in a song.
Besides, some people understand the lyrics, but no one can understand his love.
Probably no one will be interested in his love.
Only he will pity himself.
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It took almost a week for Luo Guangliang to lick his wounds, finally mustered up the courage, and returned to Maxim's Restaurant.
Originally, he wanted to invite Xiao Tao to come with him, but the more he thought about it, the less likely it was.
How could I be so cowardly? Do I still want my friends to embolden me for such a thing?
Besides, Xiao Tao seems to have a girlfriend, and they are having a pretty good relationship with her.
If Xiao Tao really knew about this, what would he think of me?
Are you still a man?
Isn’t this too wasteful?
It’s better to find a place to bury it yourself.
For this, he gave himself a hard slap in the face.
He himself felt that he deserved to be beaten!
It’s time to fight!
Where is Zhang Mi?
Nothing seems to have changed after not seeing her for a few days. She is still so happy on stage, concentrating on singing, pure and sweet.
No, there are still changes. She seems to have found the secret to performing.
The number of guests who like her is getting more and more day by day. At the end of every song, there is warm applause, and the atmosphere is far better than before.
The biggest change was that in addition to the original band, there was also a fair young man who looked like a girl who accompanied Zhang Mi in the performance.
The pretty boy brought a guitar. Sometimes he could accompany Zhang Mi, and sometimes he would stand up and sing with her. His voice was pretty good, but nothing special.
He sat most of the time. During his break, he sat next to Zhang Mi at the band table and drank the free drinks provided by the restaurant together.
Luo Guangliang felt angry when he saw them sitting together talking quietly and laughing loudly.
While he was guessing the origin of this pretty boy, he also stared at him with eyes that wanted to kill someone.
But the problem is that the two of them were immersed in their own world as if no one else was watching, and they didn't even look at the bar.
There is no way to vent all the anger.
At the end of the third performance, Luo Guangliang couldn't stand it anymore, so he took the initiative to come over and say hello to Zhang Mi.
Unfortunately, what he got in exchange for abandoning his self-esteem was a rejection like a bucket of cold water in his pocket.
"I won't trouble you today. This is a friend I just met a few days ago. He is a professional actor in the railway art troupe. He has no performance obligations recently, and he is willing to accompany me to the performance every day and send me off by the way. Go home..."
That's what Zhang Mi said, and she was easily persuaded by Luo Guangliang to back out.
And he was so cowardly that he didn't even dare to ask about the man's last name, how they met, the specific day they met, and what occasion they met.
After the day's concert was over, when the girl-like young man accompanied Zhang Mi across the road to the bus stop for the night bus, Luo Guangliang followed quietly.
He stood in a dark place where the neon lights were not shining, watching them talking and laughing next to the station sign from a distance, and felt an inexplicable pain in his heart.
It was not until twenty minutes later, when they got on the belated bus together, that he left feeling lost.
After that day, Zhang Mi greeted Luo Guangliang with the fixed words "Are you here?", and sometimes she even just nodded.
Her flippant and casual attitude can be interpreted as informality due to familiarity, or as a perfunctory intention to alienate.
Because Luo Guangliang not only had no chance to send Zhang Mi as a gift, but also had no chance to chat with her. It seemed that there was an invisible obstacle preventing him from getting close to her.
June is coming soon and summer is about to begin again.
The business at Maxim's Restaurant is particularly booming.
Not only because this season itself is the peak season for young men and women eager to spend nightlife, but also because the two pillars of Maxim Restaurant have truly returned.
Especially after Cui Jian and Zhang Qiang participated in the performance of hundreds of singers, their fame was at its peak, attracting many admirers to support them.
So much so that after they returned to Maxim's stage, they were full of customers every day and business was booming.
So at night, it is not easy to find a seat at the bar of Maxim Restaurant.
This directly led to Maxim Restaurant’s restriction on evening consumption to at least 80 yuan per person.
The restaurant manager has also become more snobbish and is too lazy to greet ordinary customers. The people he greets must be high-rollers who are willing to spend a lot of money on a meal.
Needless to say, if Luo Guangliang still wants to hang out at Maxim's Restaurant, the cost of money and time will naturally increase.
He had to come before seven o'clock to have a place to sit, and sometimes dinner had to be settled here.
If you have eaten out, you must order foreign wine in addition to beer, otherwise you will definitely not drink enough.
Although Luo Guangliang was not used to this change, he had no objection. After all, Ning Weimin was still an executive of Pierre Cardin.
Maxim's restaurant is booming, and Ning Weimin not only has face but also benefits.
This made Luo Guangliang feel relieved that even if he was slaughtered, the meat would rot in the pot.
But what Luo Guangliang found difficult to accept was Zhang Mi's further changes.
As an actress who can replace Cui Jian and Zhang Qiang on stage when something happens, she and Maxim extended their contract and their income increased by ten yuan, which is a good thing.
Her singing has become more and more comfortable and casual. She sometimes sings songs with crazy foreign rhythms in a hoarse voice, which is very popular.
But because of this, she also became famous in Maxim, attracting more and more attention in many consumer venues where elites gathered.
Among them are avant-garde young people who engage in art, as well as customers who come to Maxim's Restaurant.
Throughout June, four or five young men appeared around her. They took turns escorting her and treated her with respect.
They pursue her, vying to please her, but she neither refuses nor gives them answers, leaving them forever in fear and weariness.
Zhang Mi is kind and kind to everyone. Her indiscriminate affection is not only like a natural expression of warmth, but also like a deliberate manipulation.
They all looked at her with cautious hopeful eyes, and they all looked tired.
However, even though he somewhat understood Zhang Mi's tricks, Luo Guangliang felt jealous and helpless every time he saw Zhang Mi handing drinks to their mouths or patting their arms.
When he looked at her, there seemed to be a large space in his chest and abdomen, as if something had disappeared or been lost.
“Damn it!”
While Luo Guangliang was cursing secretly in his heart, his actual thoughts were that he wanted to go over and tell the group of “flies” who were pestering Zhang Mi, “They’re all fucking Get lost, this is the girl I fell in love with first!”
Then he took out a rolling pin made of jujube wood from his sleeve and knocked his illustrious name on everyone's head so that they would never forget it.
But this is a dream that is difficult to realize. It is fictitious and obscene. He knows it himself and can only think about it.
Otherwise, he will lose his freedom again and have to go to Chadian for the past few years.
And for some reason, as much as he pitied himself, he also felt a little pity for the young men surrounding a flower.
Those younger guys who took turns accompanying her all looked at her like dogs.
They asked for the same thing from her.
But she didn’t give it to anyone.
“Fuck!”
…………
Jealousy makes people mad.
Luo Guangliang is jealous of Zhang Mi's current flower protectors.
As someone who has lost this opportunity, he is extremely envious of them.
And then I felt a kind of ridicule and an insult.
He hated them for this, and he couldn't help it.
So one day in late June, he finally did something stupid that could not be explained.
On this day, after the performance, Zhang Mi was bowing.
The pretty guy from the railway art troupe came again, helping to organize the microphone wires and watching people applaud.
Zhang Mi first said goodbye to today's lead singer Cui Jian, then greeted the band members one by one, and then started to walk out.
The pretty boy stood behind her like a waiter, silently packing everything and even carrying his guitar.
On this day, Zhang Mi wore a dress that exposed her shoulders. Many guests' eyes were attracted to her bare shoulders.
I don't know when she started to get used to this kind of gaze. She walked by nonchalantly and smiled at those who paid attention to her.
The restaurant manager waiting for her at the door handed her an envelope. Zhang Mi folded the envelope and stuffed it into the Kun bag on her shoulder.
She raised a finger and said something, and the restaurant manager suddenly trembled and laughed.
Luo Guangliang was sitting on a high stool at the bar watching all this through the floor-to-ceiling glass, his thoughts passing by like a rapidly flipping book.
He watched Zhang Mi and Xiao Bailian walking out of the restaurant door one after another, lowering their heads and hurriedly walking onto the road. He couldn't help but stand up and walked outside the restaurant door.
The light from the street lamp was dim, and Zhang Mi's skin lost its luster and looked rough and thick.
A truck carrying goods passed by on the street, and it was blocked by the truck for a moment.
When Luo Guangliang saw them again, the two of them had walked across the road holding arms like a couple.
At this time, under the neon lights, Luo Guangliang's head got hot, he immediately threw away his cigarette and chased across the road.
He patted the pretty boy on the shoulder from behind, tried his best to restrain himself, and asked him to go away in a gentle tone.
"Hey, what are you talking about? I have nothing to do with you today. I'm here to see her off..."
Everything was in line with his imagination. He had practiced it many times in front of the mirror, and his mood remained intact. Quite calm.
The man was so frightened that his legs went weak and he couldn't say anything.
It took Zhang Mi a while to see who it was.
“…you are…”
"Don't you recognize me?"
She smiled immediately, but her face was also pale and her smile was a bit fake.
"It's you! Here again today? I didn't see you just now..." Luo Guangliang didn't mean to talk nonsense and went straight to the point, "I want to tell you something. Can I see you off today?"< br>
"Okay, then...then Xiao Wu, it will save you trouble today, you can go first..."
The pretty face showed an expression of extreme disappointment.
He stared at Luo Guangliang timidly, still a little nervous.
Obviously, I can’t restrain myself from showing my hostility but I don’t have much courage.
Of course Luo Guangliang looked down on such a coward. He glared at the pretty boy more and more rudely, his eyes very contemptuous.
Seeing this, Zhang Mi quickly pulled the pretty girl aside and muttered for a while.
She was explaining something, and her expression was tense.
Luo Guangliang took this opportunity to recite what he wanted to say silently in his heart.
The good words have not yet been remembered, and new words keep pouring out.
Can he express himself appropriately?
To be honest, he actually doesn’t have much confidence.
The pretty boy finally left reluctantly.
The process of going away keeps looking back.
"You scared me. Why didn't you tell me in the restaurant if you wanted to see me off?"
Zhang Mi pretended to be angry at first, then smiled, and then Be tolerant.
"Forget it, we didn't chat anyway. I forgive you. How are you doing lately?"
"It's not bad."
"Hey, what do you do? Sell clothes or something? I don't think I've heard you say that."
"My... tricycle... is just a The kind that solicits people, not goods..."
Luo Guangliang is a little confused about how to explain what he is doing.
But it doesn’t matter, Zhang Mi doesn’t really want to understand anyway.
She just said lightly, "Oh, that's quite tiring."
Then she changed the topic to herself.
“But of course it’s tiring to make money, and I’m tired too. I earn ten yuan more a day now than before, have you heard? I can now earn the salary of a professional actor in a day. Although it’s still It’s not half as much as Cui Jian and Zhang Qiang’s income, but it’s not enough, but it’s more than enough, right? Many self-employed people probably don’t have as much income as me..."
She was very proud, and then she revealed Age-appropriate youthful atmosphere.
The street lamp illuminated her face, and her whole body was wrapped in the dim light, looking like a white porcelain person.
Luo Guangliang looked at her and felt his throat was dry.
"What about...Xiao Zhang, you have good conditions and a pretty good person...I think..."
"Me too, we have known each other not long ago and have not interacted much, but I think you are very sincere and trustworthy. Even though I am a foreigner, I am very happy to have so many trustworthy friends who care about me in the capital. I am really..."
"I I think..."
"Just say what you want to say."
Zhang Mi was very straightforward and not surprised at all.
Such an attitude made Luo Guangliang immediately realize that she was probably used to seeing this hesitating look and hearing this hesitating voice.
She asked him to speak, and in fact she seemed eager to gag him.
She is so experienced that the boys have spoiled her rotten.
Luo Guangliang felt that the courage to talk quietly left him.
"What I want to say is that society is too complicated and you are still young. It is easy for you to accidentally..."
"I am already twenty! If you have objections to my friends, then you don't have to." I think it’s not a bad thing to have more friends, as they can help each other in many ways. As a foreigner, who can I rely on if I don’t have friends in the capital? "
There was some impatience in her arrogance.
She knew how to deal with this kind of situation, and Luo Guangliang was immediately speechless when asked.
It took him a long time before he picked up the conversation again.
"The clothes you wore in the past were very good-looking, but this one today is not so good..."
"I also feel a little exposed. But just wear it, it's not that big of a deal. I'm Miyamaguchi I only wear it like this after Momoe wears it. At most, it will make people look at it a few times, and it won’t hurt a hair on my face. Besides, it’s quite cool..."
"Your makeup has changed now. ? I didn’t expect it. Especially the color of the lipstick is too heavy, which makes your mouth look big. In fact, you used to be very friendly, so it’s a pity to change it...”
There is something warm in Luo Guangliang’s heart. flow.
He wanted to express a kind of tenderness so that he and the other person could be moved.
"Really? No one has ever said this... This is an imported product. I bought it from the Friendship Store with thirty foreign exchange coupons. Okay, I will change it back... You are so considerate..."
< br>This time Luo Guangliang persuaded Zhang Mi, and she herself was indeed a little suspicious.
The light cast the figures on the asphalt road. The road was empty, and there were not many cars visible in the distance. .
Under the station sign, there were only two of them.
This environment made Luo Guangliang feel a little more relaxed.
"You may not like to hear it, but like you said, we are friends. So as a friend, I still have to give you a few words of advice. It is not easy for you to be alone. You should be more prudent in dealing with things. If you fall, you can get up. It’s difficult. Don’t trust others. There are liars everywhere. You may suffer a big loss.”
“…I know.”
“Don’t. If you don't take it seriously, you'll make a bad friend, and it's too late to regret it. I got into trouble just because I trusted others. Don't be like me, making friends regardless of whether they are good or bad, and you end up falling out. Damn it... don’t laugh.”
“I’m listening carefully.”
“I think you have a bright future. As long as you work hard, you will definitely succeed. Both Zhang Qiang and Zhang Qiang are famous for singing in Maxim. If you have talent, you can definitely do it. Don’t ruin your good conditions..."
"I will definitely do it. I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it at all, really..."
Zhang Mi seemed to have been holding back, but at this time she couldn't help it anymore and started to giggle.
But for Luo Guangliang, he didn't see anything funny.
He has tried his best.
These words don’t sound scary, they sound quite natural.
He had nothing more to say.
Some words cannot be remembered at the moment, and some words can be thought clearly but not a single word can be said.
For at least several minutes, Zhang Mi was still laughing.
Laughing so hard that Luo Guangliang felt an unconcealable sense of embarrassment and shame in his heart.
He was not angry, only felt aggrieved.
Because he speaks the truth and doesn't pretend to be pretentious.
"What are you laughing at?"
"Nothing..."
"What are you laughing at? Are you laughing at me?"
"I'm laughing ...Your words are the same as those of my father and my mother. Even the words are similar. I laugh at this and have no other meaning.”
Luo Guangliang felt empty and bored.
He quietly looked at her plump breasts and shoulders and realized that he actually liked her wearing this dress.
He just couldn't stand others admiring her unscrupulously.
He glanced at the curves of her body in great pain, and yelled to himself in his heart with great contradiction.
“I’m not pretending! What I said is true!”
However, in the brief moment of self-movement, he actually saw naked desire further.
He wanted to grab her shoulders immediately, express his feelings to her openly, then kiss her and bite her delicate lips.
She is spoiled rotten.
She needs physical blows and conquests.
However, even if his palms were sweating, he could only do nothing.
He is not that kind of person. There are some things he is not born to do.
Probably he looked very ugly. Zhang Mi soon discovered this, and she was shrewd and immediately changed her tune.
"But...I still have to thank you for your advice. I have many friends, both men and women. In fact, I have discovered it a long time ago. Some people are very enthusiastic on the surface, but in fact they want to take advantage of me. It's cheap. Some people are very kind, but they are very nasty at heart. I have been singing for a few years, and I have been invited to sing in school. I have seen everything, and I am not afraid of anyone. It’s not going well, but I will find a way out, and I will do it to the end, really!..."
She looked modest and grateful, and her tone was sincere.
But Luo Guangliang knew that she was pretending.
She felt embarrassed now, and she was shaking slightly, she was scared.
What is she afraid of?
Are you afraid of me?
What she said just now seems to have a meaning. Could it be that I have bad intentions?
Luo Guangliang couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and also a little sad at the same time.
He couldn't understand that he was just saying this for Zhang Mi's benefit. But she is actually afraid of him!
At this time, Luo Guangliang suddenly remembered that he had prepared a gift in his pocket, which seemed to be helpful in clearing up the misunderstanding.
So he quickly took it out and mustered up the courage to hand it to Zhang Mi.
However, Zhang Mi's response was beyond his imagination.
“Hey! I can’t afford a gold ring!”
"It's nothing, I like to hear you sing..."
"Is it golden?"
"You're getting better and better at singing..."
" In comparison, I can’t have this.”
“Why?”
"Because I don't want to confirm the relationship. We are just friends, and I don't know you at all."
"I didn't mean it! I just thought it looked good on you, so I bought it."
< br>"...You say that, and I won't let you go when the time comes. You are different from them, but I really can't ask for it. If you want to send me flowers, I will definitely want them."
"I do... ...I don’t mean that.”
“If you want to treat me as a friend, you should respect my opinion. Take the ring back and keep it for when you propose to me. I’m still your friend. I like it. Everyone who listens to my singing is my friend..."
Zhang Mi seemed a little impatient and even more scared. Her body was shaking.
And he actually looked towards the Maxim Restaurant across the road.
What is she worried about?
Afraid of being choked and wondering how to call for help?
"I say it again, I didn't mean it at all. I hope you can believe me. You don't have to worry about anything..."
In order to show that he was harmless and had no evil intentions, Luo Guangliang deliberately took a step back.
This step was effective, and Zhang Mi breathed a sigh of relief.
"Of course I believe you, and I am very touched. Thank you for saying these words to me, and thank you for sending me today. But I won't trouble you tomorrow, and let Xiao Wu come."
"Xiao Wu? Is that the person I drove away today, that kid from the railway art troupe? How old is he? Is he twenty years old?"
"His name is Wu Xiupo, even though he is young , he is already an officially established actor. Besides, I didn’t say that I liked him. He has a good voice. He has received professional training, and he is quite competent as a friend. The key is that he is very emotionally fragile, and he is always looking for trouble. I have no choice but to coax him, so I hope you can understand. Ah, by the way, I suddenly remembered that I left something behind. I'm sorry, I have to go back. Goodbye. , don’t wait for me..."
Zhang Mi hurriedly ran across the road and rushed into the neon lights.
Her naked body parts showed a porcelain-like luster under the lamp when they were a little further away.
She was wrapped in a sparkling skirt, like a flower made of crystals and gems.
However, her sophistication is frightening.
When she doesn't like someone, she doesn't show disgust on the surface. Is this something an ordinary twenty-year-old girl can do?
Inside her alluring body is a soul that no one can fathom.
Luo Guangliang was dumbfounded by this, until Zhang Mi hid in Maxim as if running for her life, even taking away the smell of perfume and shoe prints.
Only then did he realize that on this broadest road in Chongwen District, only the long reflection under his feet was accompanying him.
(End of this chapter)