In the city's most famous bars, there is always a shortage of girls who are soft, affectionate, but only have their eyes on your wallet.
A hot hostess rolled her eyes and complained to her companions in a sarcastic tone: "Has Bai Tao gone crazy because of poverty? Isn't she a pure girl? Why is she dressed like this today? Look at the makeup on her face. Her eyelashes are almost scratching my eyelids."
His companion sneered: "You want to be with Bai Sanshao. Everyone in the circle knows that Bai Sanshao likes girls with curvy figure and open-mindedness."
The woman who spoke first straightened her surging breasts and said disdainfully: "With her material, it's not good enough."
"It's good enough, and Young Master Bai is still bewitched by it, you see."
Following the women's gaze, in a corner of the private room, the woman who once dressed innocently was now wearing a hot low-cut dress, nestling in the arms of Bai Pengyu, who had a greasy and powdered face.
Bai Pengyu was already drunk, hugging the woman and making moves: "Why haven't I seen you before? Are you new here?"
The woman said coquettishly: "What do you mean new here? The Third Young Master just doesn't have me in his eyes! Oh, I feel so wronged."
The soft and tender feeling of grievance softened Bai Pengyu's body. He tightly wrapped his arms around the woman's waist and coaxed her, "How can our Taotao not feel aggrieved? Can I buy you a bag?"
The woman raised her watery eyes and looked at Bai Pengyu with her deer-like eyes: "How can you bear to let my brother spend money? Just punish my brother with three glasses of wine."
After hearing this, Bai Pengyu became even more crazy. All the women in the nightclub treated him as a swindler. This was the first time he saw someone who didn't want money.
"Okay, okay, let's drink. I'll drink three cups as punishment. I will definitely drink with Taotao to my heart's content today."
Bai Pengyu went to get the wine glass while grabbing the soft flesh of the woman. When no one was paying attention, the woman secretly rolled her eyes and silently cursed him as a fool.
Bai Pengyu's body had long been hollowed out by alcohol and sex, and he got drunk very quickly. He left a bag of saliva on the woman's neck and gradually kissed upwards.
When the woman was about to touch her lips, she closed her eyes in disgust, but someone suddenly grabbed her wrist and pulled her away from the man.
Bai Yupeng was drunk and lusty, so he didn't let anyone else take advantage of him. He opened his drunken eyes, tried to lift his weak eyelids, and cursed, "Who the hell are you? Do you have any sense?!"
After cursing, he narrowed his eyes again and felt that the man standing in front of him against the light looked somewhat familiar.
"Who are you? Who is that?"
The room was filled with noise and chatter, and no one paid attention to this corner. The man standing against the light slowly lowered his body, as if he wanted Bai Pengyu to take a closer look at him.
"Third Master, it's me. Didn't you kiss me like this before?"
Bai Pengyu suddenly shuddered! He remembered who the man in front of him was. Seven or eight months ago, he and Shi Lihua had knocked this man named You Shulang unconscious and sent him to Fan Xiao's bed!
However, a few days later, this man found him accompanied by Fan Xiao. And Fan Xiao, that bastard, not only put the blame on him, but also beat him up. Even now, he still feels pain all over his body when he thinks about it!
"Third Master, you and him..." The woman's embarrassment and slight disgust just added fuel to the fire, "I haven't heard that you are bisexual?"
"I'm not a fucking idiot!" Bai Pengyu had been holding back his anger for months, and now he let it all out under the influence of alcohol! He didn't care about Shi Lihua's feelings, nor did he remember Fan Xiao's threats. He stood up suddenly and pushed You Shulang, "Don't come here to make trouble, I didn't even touch you."
The commotion in this corner attracted a lot of attention, and someone even asked Bai Yupeng if he needed help.
"No need, you disgusting idiot." Bai Yupeng spat and pointed at the door. "Get the hell out of here. Don't disturb your third grandfather's mood."
You Shulang raised his eyelids, his eyes were stern, but he smiled and said, "Third Master, you are really ruthless. I was wondering if I could relive our old dreams."
He put his hand on Bai Pengyu's shoulder and pinched his shoulder muscles twice with a meaningful look.
Bai Pengyu hated gay men, and the beating he received last time left him with a deep psychological trauma. Now that You Shulang was leaning on him and touching him, goose bumps suddenly appeared on his body.
He shook off the arm abruptly, and with the alcohol surging, he angrily said without caring about anything: "Don't disgust me, I don't like it!" He bared his teeth, "The one who ruined you was that hypocritical Fan Xiao. If you want to relive the old days, go find him! No, you are addicted to being molested by others? You are such a bitch!"
"By the way, you thought he was a good guy at first, right?" Bai Pengyu burped, "I feel sorry for you!"
Amid the noisy and bustling sounds, You Shulang stood upright, as if he was in a lost place of vanity, absurdity, and splendor, with an old blade that had gone through vicissitudes of life inserted in it. He could not split the chaos, nor cleanse the turbid world, and he could not even protect himself.
"Come with me." He pulled the woman's wrist again.
Bai Pengyu, who was lying on the woman's chest again, wanted to lose his temper again, but was calmed down by the woman.
She patted the back of You Shulang's hand gently, and smiled sadly under her heavy makeup: "It's okay, you go first, I'm used to it, it's really okay, there's still money to be made."
The man, who was obsessed with lust, was already half lying down with her pressed under him, continuing to bury himself in her soft flesh, with no time to care about anything else.
You Shulang lowered his eyes and looked at her for a long time, then said softly, "Thank you."
He turned and left. He left behind these dancing demons and monsters, and also left behind those souls that were being dragged into the abyss by those evil claws...
Lu Zhen didn't expect You Shulang to ask him out again.
As soon as he arrived at the door of the coffee shop next to his community, he saw the man sitting in the window through the glass.
You Shulang had lost a lot of weight and looked a little pale. He never smoked in public, but now he had an unlit cigarette between his fingers, and he looked a little irritated.
Lu Zhen opened the door of the coffee shop and walked in. When he reached You Shulang, the man came to his senses and pointed at the chair opposite with the unlit cigarette.
"Sit down."
You Shulang was still considerate and ordered a hot drink that Lu Zhen often drank. After Lu Zhen had warmed up, he asked, "Did you bring the things I asked you to bring?"
Lu Zhen nodded and put the bag in his hand on the table.
"I tore up the painting when I was angry, threw it into the balcony and never cared about it again. You said you wanted to see it, so I brought the pieces here."
You Shulang placed the unburned cigarette on the table, opened the bag, and took out the pieces of drawing paper.
He didn't look closely, searching among the fragments until he finally fixed his eyes on the corner of a piece of paper.
It was a string of Sanskrit characters mixed with three English letters.
YSL is the English initials of You Shulang.
After thinking for a moment, You Shulang turned on the translator on his mobile phone, took a photo of the Sanskrit and uploaded it. The circle on the screen turned for a few seconds before it was converted into Chinese.
——YSL, how can a Bodhisattva not fall into sin? If he does not fall, he will be pulled down.
In the past few days, Fan Xiao went out to get drunk every night. He didn't look like he was in pain from a breakup, and he still had a smile on his face, but he didn't talk much, but he drank a lot. The matches were also useless, and Shi Lihua often found boxes of dead bodies in the trash can.
After partying all night, the party ended in the early morning. Several people came out of the brightly lit bar and walked towards the parking lot.
Fan Xiao privately didn't want to bring an assistant, but Shi Lihua brought one with him everywhere. He put his arm around Fan Xiao's shoulder and said with a grin, "It's been so hard to find you to play with these days. Ever since you dumped that guy named You, you can now hire someone every day. I think you should have dumped him earlier."
Shi Lihua noticed that the muscles under his hands stiffened for a moment. He patted Fan Xiao's shoulders twice in confusion and said, "What's wrong? Are you cold? Get in the car quickly and let my assistant drive you home."
Fan Xiao pushed his arm away, the look in his eyes was hard to discern in the night: "I'll call a designated driver myself, otherwise the car will be left here and I won't be able to drive it tomorrow."
He walked to his car and reached for the door when he heard a noise coming from the shadows in the corner.
Pop! The bright blue flame burned a palm-sized round hole in the darkness. Someone lit a cigarette in the light. The lines of the jaw reflected by the flame were sharp and familiar.
A dim figure gradually walked under the street light. He held a cigarette in one hand and put the other hand in his coat pocket, and called out softly.
"Fan Xiao."