In the middle of the night, on the rural road in the early morning, I could meet a strange man dressed so neatly.
I have to say, this feeling is quite strange. otbnkotgt He looks like a man of status, and the pair of military boots on his feet are particularly eye-catching, but he also wears a suit vest, which does not match well but is quite handsome.
Compared with the capitalists who spent all their time studying beauty in the past, he is very handsome.
The young man who wears a tape recorder and pretends to be a hippie is much more classy.
"How to call it" I'm still a little wary, there's no one around here.
If this guy actually has some agenda, or is not a human at all, that would be troublesome.
"Oh, my name is Hugo."
He answered with a smile, but I was stunned.
I looked at him with some surprise and said, "You are joking about calling Hugo.
That is the name of a great writer, the one who wrote Les Misérables.
You are also called this."
“Why doesn’t China have the surname Yu?
Why can’t Chinese people be called Hugo?”
He shrugged, then questioned me.
I immediately shut up, and after a while I smiled and said, "I'm just a little surprised.
After all, this is a writer I like very much."
I'm not an intellectual in the standard sense, but my low education doesn't mean I don't like reading.
I had read famous works such as Notre Dame de Paris and Les Misérables, although translations were not readily available on the market at the time.
The world written by this great writer seems dark and gloomy, full of the desolation of critical realism, but it always brings you a little hope.
This feeling is obviously desperate, but it is like an extremely warm flower blooming.
"I think it takes a long time to walk.
There are usually no cars on this road.
What do you call it?"
He looked back and then asked.
"My name is Ba Xiaoshan.
Well, I think we should leave quickly, otherwise we may have to spend the night on the road."
I lifted my feet and walked forward, but suddenly I heard Hugo shouting to me: "Hey, can't we be more honest?"
"What" I was stunned, then looked back at him.
"Actually, you don't want to go home at all."
"I don't understand you."
"Okay, okay, people nowadays are always like this.
They don't like to be honest with themselves.
The more entangled they are with money, power, and desire, the more they hide themselves.
Gradually, it becomes a habit, and even they even wear I don’t even know if I’m wearing a mask.”
Hugo spread his hands and said with a smile.
"If you don't want to continue walking, then I will go on my own."
I turned around and was about to walk forward when Hugo suddenly walked up to me and grabbed my arm.
He smiled and said, "Brother, we can learn to hide, which is good, but if we don't know how to face it properly and honestly, World, then sooner or later we will turn into some kind of masked monster.
Well, there is a winery nearby, not far from here, I decided to go get some wine and drink it, if you want, come with me.
If you don't want to, just keep going your way and keep wearing your mask."
After he finished speaking, he let go of his hand and turned towards the side road.
Normally, I would have turned around and walked away, but today I was stunned for some reason.
I reached out and touched my face.
Mask always felt that every word Hugo said could hit my heart directly.
"Hey, wait a minute."
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I shouted.
"Have you decided yet?
Hey, we're still early before dawn, why not get drunk and rest."
It seemed as if I smelled a faint fresh smell, just like standing under the shade of a tree in summer, when my face was covered with sweat and a gust of cool wind suddenly blew by.
The winery was really not far from where we were.
We could see it after walking forty to fifty meters.
The gatekeeper had fallen asleep long ago, so we climbed in through the low back wall.
"I seem to have been to this place before."
I spoke.
I used to visit this place with Fatty and a few children, but I don’t remember much about it after a long time, but I only remembered it when I saw the sign in front of the winery.
After walking in, he walked out with two jars and said with a smile: "We are lucky, we have two jars in stock, how do you drink?"
"good."
"This is not a place to drink.
Come on, let's climb to the top of the factory.
That's the place to drink."
On the empty roof, you can see the stars in the sky when you raise your head.
The night wind blows slowly.
I lie on the ground with a jar of wine in my hand.
When I close my eyes, I can smell the fresh wind blowing in the fields.
The whole world seems like It instantly became peaceful, there were no ghosts, no earth beasts, no business or money, there was just peace of mind.
"Hey, do you want to smoke?"
Hugo handed me a cigarette, and I opened my eyes and took it.
To my surprise, this well-dressed man who looked like a young man was actually smoking a very cheap cigarette.
"Why do you think I shouldn't smoke this brand?"
Hugo asked.
When I nodded, he smiled and said, "I never understand what people who smoke can extract the flavor think.
No one has ever added tobacco to tobacco.
Any sauce or the tobacco in a pack of cigarettes may not even be from the same batch.
It’s really funny that they can taste it just like the food.”
"That's what I've always felt."
"And rather than shouting like crazy with a group of people or making noise in a disco or on the dance floor in a park, I prefer to find a place like this to drink alone.
You know, I have always believed that drinking is not to escape, but to make myself think better. .
Many things that I would never think of will pop out of my head only after drinking, as if they were hidden somewhere in my mind, but they will not come out without drinking. " "Yes, I have had this experience too."
"Women, haha, women should be respected.
Why?
Because we all come out of women's bellies.
Without women, where would we come from?"
"Also, I can't stand those people who obviously have no ability, but always like to pretend to have a strong aura.
Some guys who have no energy in fighting and always cheat in exams actually think they are so great that they can't even sweep the floor, but they think they can do it in the future.
It’s so funny to make a lot of money.”
The more I chatted with Hugo, the more interesting I became, as if every word he said spoke to my heart.
This feeling is very strange.
There are some words that you usually dare not say out loud.
You suppress them because you know that no one will agree with you if you say them.
But now there is actually someone who thinks the same as me, and it feels like I have met a soulmate.
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"What you said is quite interesting."
I occasionally put in a word or two.
"Hey, there is no need to work so hard.
I mean, at least we live in an era where we can't starve to death.
So why do we have to work so hard?
It's too tiring to work hard to change life.
Just go with the flow and enjoy life.
This is What we should do is that many successful people begin to pursue a peaceful life when they get older and regret giving up a great time when they were young, so why don’t we enjoy it when we are young.”
After Hugo finished speaking, he raised the wine jar and took a sip with his head tilted back.
He looked quite cool while drinking.
"Enjoyment also requires money.
You can't steal wine every day, but you still need money."
I answered helplessly.
"From this point of view, I am luckier than you.
At least I live in a family that is enough for me to spend money.
Okay, don't say these boring words.
What do you do?"
He changed the subject to my job.
"Nothing to do, just some small business."
Even though I drank, I was still defensive.
"No, no, you are not a business person.
Our family has always been in business.
I know what a business person is like.
You are definitely not.
To be honest, what do you do?"
He said shaking his head in disbelief.
"Nothing, just doing some chores" I don't want to bring up things like selling ghosts and demons, because to normal people, these things are impossible to happen and are all made up.
"We have all drank before.
We were brothers after drinking in the past.
Do you know that you still don't want to tell me what you do?
Don't worry, I have heard a lot of weird things.
Even if you tell me what you do, I think it’s acceptable for some women to provide services, come on, no one cares about that in today’s society.”
As he smoked, he motioned for me to tell the truth.
"Okay."
I let out a long breath.
I didn't know what I was thinking.
I had an unpleasant feeling in my heart, so I said, "I sell ghosts
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