Chapter 19: Cui the Scrapper
These two buddies also do not excuse, it seems that if it is not to take advantage of not enough type or worthy of deep friendship and bold type. They said that there is another person until the night to go back to bed, so I made up the bed after and they went to drink. They took me to a small restaurant in the neighborhood, ordered a boiled pork and a soy sauce beef, plus a home-cooked cold dishes. I asked them to drink, they smiled and said you just whole, drink as much as buddies follow. I heard that there is no concern, told the waiter to a case of Harbin beer. I'm not sure if you're going to be able to do this, but I'm sure you'll be able to.
I really want to drink, want to get drunk. Want to think about nothing. If she was going to break up with me, why did she want me to see her off and why did she smile at me? Is this revenge on me? Was I really that guilty?
"Here buddy I'll drink. You two feel free." I raised my drink for the third time, and if I were to say how much I could drink, these two could only be bigger than me not smaller. But I'm already on my third bottle so soon, recognizing that whoever looks at it will feel that something is wrong, Bao Long accompanied me to dry another one and then asked me, "Buddy, is there something on your mind?"
I pour the cup full of beer, to say that the beer here is better than my home over there, just the more you drink the more sour. The alcohol was starting to go to my head, I smiled and said to them, "I've fallen out of love with my buddy."
At the end of the drink, we are drunk, to say that the most then communication between men in addition to fighting is to drink is right. A drink of effort we have been as if many years of iron brotherhood as a person holding a cigarette, hook shoulders back to bed.
Back to the dormitory, found that the absence of the buddy back, looks quite old, beard a big. I handed over a cigarette and introduced myself to him. This old man called Wang Cheng. Later I realized that this gentleman is already twenty-three.
Lights out, I lay in bed listening to Li Xiaoqiang's snoring. The head is still dizzy, damn, who said that drunk can forget the sadness, I thank his family eight generations of children ancestors.
People are actually quite cheap, I can now deeply understand. The more you don't want to think about it, the more it will always be in your head. You can't get rid of it like a fly.
Until I got out of bed to go pee, looking out the window, the sky is already dawn. College life alone was about to begin. That's probably it.
I'm still too mentally fragile, which one of my best friends still tells me about today, many years later, and my boss often scolds me, saying I'm not cut out for this job.
That's really what college life is all about, too. Classes start the next day. Even the military training is saved. There were more than 30 people in the class, and according to the usual practice in this business, there were more men and women. However, the looks of these women are really not complimentary. When I listened to Mr. Guo's comedy later on, Mr. Guo described Mr. Li's sister, but it sounded like he was describing the girls in the Visual Communication Department in 2006.
Never mind, it's none of my business what they look like. I found that my character began to slowly become more and more silent. Maybe because of the stimulation, I began to feel that the things around me have nothing to do with me. I basically didn't say a word except for drinking with Bao Jinlong and the others in the dormitory. In the morning, I went to listen to the class, and I didn t know what those **** teachers were talking about. I also did not listen. The majority of half a semester is almost over, there are many students do not know what I call. Didn't even notice my existence much.
My tutor, Liu Mingming, is a pretty preachy person, and he looked for me to talk many times. He said that I was too introverted and that this was not good. I also knew that it was bad for me to be like this, losing any motivation and being completely mixed up. But it can't be helped, the habit has been formed, it's not easy to change.
As the old saying goes: if you don't choose to be perverted in silence, you will continue to be perverted in silence. Liu Mingming is probably worried that I will turn into the second Magatama.
I am indeed a bit perverted. One day Bao Long said he was going to dye his hair and asked me if I was going. As a result, he shaved a caliper and dyed it yellow. My hair is now so long that it's in my eyes. I dyed my hair straight blue. It's the same as COSPIAY. How do you look at it, it's eye-catching. Bao Jinlong and I walked on the street a yellow and a basket, now I think of it all feel very ****. This is the truth. After returning to bed, Bao Long and I feel that the three primary colors are still short of a color, so we encourage Li Xiaoqiang to dye it red. Li Xiaoqiang is lying on the bed to read a metaphysical novel, he heard the two of us speak to him, turned around, breathless said: **** ah.
In fact, all of us in the dormitory are not good people. Including me, this I have a number in mind, freshman year past two months when we basically do not go to class. Always in the bubble Internet cafe. I, Qiangzi, Bao Long, and another dormitory called Xiaotao's buddies, day and night in the Internet cafe to play the WM world. Basically, there wasn't a day that I didn't escape from the dormitory. When you are hungry, you go out to drink. Sleepy only back to bed to sleep.
Think about this period also happened a lot of interesting things. One day the four of us went out for an all-nighter. I sat next to a kid, not big, looks like the age of freshman and sophomore. His hair was even more dominant than mine, and it was pink. It's not an exaggeration to say that it's a bit similar to the Super Saiyan transformation of the Young Turks. And a little bit like the Statue of Liberty. I passed by him in fear of his hair stuck me. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to get a good look at the guy's QQ name, but I'm sure he'll be able to get a good look at it. I'm not sure what I'm talking about, but I'm not sure what I'm talking about. I don't know when the internet started to popularize this kind of brain-dead article. I did not see the meaning of this half a day. Later on, Tao Zi told me that the name is "for your infertility."
I felt this little man's aura is so strong, crikey, I am almost twenty people are still a virgin, you fucking only how old ah dare to infertility.
To the latter half of the night, my upper and lower eyelids began to fight, sleepy, with headphones lying on the computer desk fell asleep in a daze. But I don't know how long I slept was woken up by a loud noise, scared me, I thought it was the lighter on the table exploded. It was only when I sat up that I realized. It turned out to be this scumbag next to me playing a dancing game. Just like this keyboard with him have a grudge like knocking spaces, mouth also cursing not stop. I was speechless, patted the buddy's shoulder, tone of voice is very good and told him to let him lighten up. But who thought this bastard directly glared at me, "CNM you old ah?"
Oops, I'm happy, my left hand side of the brothers heard also happy. Strong son has smiled at me and got up to go to the toilet, when he came back in the hand more than a skin plunger. With a cigarette in his mouth, he stood up behind the dude, watching him still pressing the keyboard from front to back, left to right. After I saw that Johnnie was already in position, I slapped that scumbag in the face. Let me tell him who I am.
The dude was stunned, and Keiko dragged him straight off the stool and into the corridor of the internet cafe. Because we often come to this Internet cafe, in addition to the night watchman here also can not see this kid, also did not care. The four of us gave this dude a good beating in the Harmony Society style. This poor little man fell to the ground covering his head, which is to prevent the strong son continue to use the rafters to whip his head. It seems that he belongs to the kind of beating me okay scolding me okay, just don't touch my hairstyle master. I squatted down and grabbed the collar of her clothes to pick him up, asked him: "This time know how old the buddy, right?" The poor little man kept nodding his head.
I feel not yet relieved, I do not know how it suddenly thought of his QQ number, he scolded: "not blame us to beat you, you say you can not even write a Chinese character, you fucking still 'for you infertility'? Change it for me! Change it to Jing Zhong Bao Guo!!!"
Look at this little poor with tears in his eyes to QQ name changed to "Jing Zhong Bao Guo" after the four of us all laughed, the Internet cafe those who play games also followed the laughter. I said to the poor little man: "Say you are a warrior, you are too poor, to the lower point of step on you, full of poor baby, come on, say you are too boring, get out of here." Look at this unlucky child ran out of the Internet cafe, we brothers continue to play, I suddenly thought of something.
Not right ah, I was not like this ah? What's wrong with me?
Since it has been a week in a row without much sleep, I forced to endure the sleepiness to enter the game, after doing the task. The quests in WM can be a real pain in the ass. If you can't stop running, you have to come back and keep running. My profession is a feather, from this side of the map to fly to that side, the headset came a soft music, I am full of bloodshot eyes staring straight at the screen, but staring staring, but even hallucinations. It's true to say that people tend to hallucinate when they are extremely tired. This was the first time in my life that I had hallucinated.
I felt as if I had entered the game, flying in the sky, with mountains and rivers underneath me. Thinking of the mountains and rivers, I suddenly remembered again the patterns reflected in my mind by the Book of Three Purities, which I hadn't touched for a long time. This scene made me very happy, think about it really right haven't been so happy for a long time. I just kept flying. Maybe I can only be happy in a fictional illusion. Reality is too cruel and unforgiving.
When I was awake, it was Bao Long who shook me awake. He told me that the school was checking on people today, and that I had to get it, or I shouldn't have my credits deducted. I got up and stretched my back, and secretly thought in my heart, it seems that this "Three Clear Books" really can't just be put down and deserted.
To the school after registration, due to the still very sleepy, I directly to the table fell asleep. When I woke up again, it was the last class of the morning. Counseling. I was surprised how there was such a class, as if it was held on an ad hoc basis. A female teacher with glasses who had a very clean face was giving some so-called psychological knowledge. I listened to a rough, think it is useless, if the heart can not think of people, such as buddies. You are speaking out of the dragon screaming to, is not helpful.
The eyeglasses woman later let us take out a piece of paper, said to do a psychological experiment called 'house tree people'. It is to draw three random things on the paper. A house, a tree and a person. I heard that this thing is also a little bit of fun, also picked up the pen and drew a person painted in the house, of course, the tree painted outside, painted suddenly feel not too much, as if there are still shortcomings and what, then picked up the pen in the outside of the house painted a few knives and a few snakes, the tree drew a rope on the hangings. Then I blacked out the background and drew a moon. I drew a moon. Now it's perfect. I thought.
