Tattoo(刺青)

Part 2

Xiao Ke is really drinking too much and is not sober, so that when he pulls hands, he will have to drink at the table. The touch is warm and dry. Xiao Ke thought in his mind that he was obviously not such a frivolous person.

The man looked down at him, Xiao Xiao said, "Sit down, I'm alone."

The other nodded and said, "Thank you."

Xiao Ke watched as the man came over and sat opposite him, just in time to catch a music drum, and the lights flickered to be able to see the man's appearance. Xiao Ke's fingers twitched slightly along the table, and whistleed in his heart.

-Cool.

It's hard to say how handsome and handsome, but it looks very mature and very emotional. The stubble on the scalp, the thick black eyebrows, the pure black short-sleeved T, and the eyes when looking at people, all of which just stamped the aesthetic nerve of Xiao Xiao.

The man ordered the wine, and after the waiter left, Xiao Ke raised the listening beer in his hand and sipped it on the table, and said to the opposite side, "Xiao Ke."

The other party had no wine in his hand, glanced over the table, took a glass of ice water that was not drunk, and the glass sang softly on the table. Xiao Ke heard him say, "Zhou Zhou."

The singer on the stage shouted too much, and the tone couldn't be heard, so Xiao Xiao actually only heard a "week", and the voice behind was suppressed. But it doesn't matter. It's just that the name is not so important to cover up the embarrassment and have a drink.

Later, the man's beer also came up, and the two of them drank me and drank with the loud noise on the stage. Xiao Ke's eyes occasionally fell on this person, looked for two seconds, and then turned away. After watching it, I found that this person's eye movements are very casual, with a little casual chic, it looks very comfortable. Their eyes met occasionally, and the person was not very concerned. They usually looked at each other and turned away, not intentionally, or embarrassed.

Xiao Ke thought to himself that if he were a little younger than ten years old, he would definitely be nervous and hesitant to exchange contact information.

After a tortured song ended, Xiao Ke breathed a long sigh of relief. The new song has not begun to sing, and the singer on the stage has not spoken. Xiao Ke drank too much, and his mind was not so bright. He stared straight at the person in the opposite direction for a moment of silence, so his eyes were connected again. The man glanced at him and suddenly said, "I only drink alcohol, and the others are not in agreement. If it delays you, you say, I change seats."

Xiao Ke blinked, and it took a long time to reflect what he said. He immediately sat up a bit awkwardly, and shook his head hard: "I don't even make an appointment, do you think more?"

"That's OK," the opposite person smiled. He smiled lightly, and raised his beer at Xiao Ke momently. "Then you are free."

If it was the usual Xiao Ke, he would definitely feel embarrassed and stop watching, but he drank too much today and everything was free. He felt that the person opposite was seductive and good-looking, so he stared indifferently, and the other party didn't care anyway. He hasn't had a drink with anyone for a long time, even how long ago Lin An was, let alone a stranger like this. This experience has hardly ever been before, and now he feels quite fresh and interesting.

Later, when the singer on the stage left, he didn't know, the music became ambiguous and soothing love songs, and the lights became dim warm yellow.

Midnight is reserved for lonely and agitated men and women.

Zhou Gui looked at the handsome young man who was obviously drinking high. He really drank a lot. Zhou Gui reminded him: "Drink alcohol moderately."

Xiao Ke narrowed his arms and squinted his eyes, and pinched his nose under his fingers, saying, "I rarely drink."