hot spicy Recipe
VicentaLakin
SEVEN NIGHTS, ONE YEAR OF THE BRIDGE SEASON... I DON'T HAVE TO BE DRUNK ALONE ANYMORE, SINCE I'VE KNOWN THESE SCOURGES, EVERY DAY OF PASSION. I FIND THAT THERE ARE STILL SO MANY PEOPLE IN THIS WORLD WHO CAN MAKE ME LOVE THESE HAPPY AND SAD DAYS. "BLANK, OLD PLACE, HURRY UP. THE WINE IS ALMOST READY, AND IT'S TOO LATE TO BE JEALOUS." OR IS THE SOUND LINE OF THE RICE GRAIN BEST MADE IN A NOISY ENVIRONMENT, HUH? THE OLD PLACE IS A NIGHT MARKET SHOP. THEY ARE VERY OBSESSED WITH THE COOKING MEAT TABLETS THERE, WHICH ARE VERY SPECIAL, UNLIKE THE TRADITIONAL SMELL OF COKE AND THE DARK TONE, BUT RATHER THE FRAGRANCES AND THE BEAUTY OF THEIR EYES THAT COME OUT OF THEIR NOSES. IN THEIR EYES, THIS FILTHY LITTLE SHOP IS A PERFECT MATCH. IT'S JUST LIKE THE VOODOO VODKA, THE LITTLE Y-CHARLES, WHICH ONLY DRINK RICE-COLOURED WINE, EVERYWHERE. WHEN I ARRIVED, THREE EVILS WERE SITTING AT A ROUND TABLE IN THE OPEN, AND THERE WAS A PASSIONATE DEBATE. ON THE TABLE, ICE BUCKETS, WINE SOBERERS AND CHOTTS ARE STINGING. LOOK AT THIS LOOK, I THINK IT'S A BELUGA TABLE. WHEN YOU LOOK AT THE NAPKINS UNDER THE TABLE, THE ICE BOXES IN THE FOOD RESIDUES, THE RED CARTONS, AND THEY LAUGH, I THINK THE WHITE WHALES, IF THEY'RE CRAZY, DON'T SPOIL THEMSELVES SO MUCH. THE ROADSIDE SHOP, NEAR A FACTORY, SAT DOWN IN A YOUNG AND CURIOUS LOOK AND FOUND THE AUTUMN ABSENT. "WHAT ABOUT AUTUMN?" "THE TARP IS STILL ON ITS WAY, AND ACCORDING TO HER, IS LEAVING AT 6:00." “...IT IS 7:30 P.M. HER HOUSE IS 20 MINUTES AWAY." IN THE NEXT 30 MINUTES, THREE WOMEN HAD A HUGE DISCUSSION ABOUT DISTANCE, SPEED, POSSIBLE CIRCUMSTANCES, AND THE REASONS FOR LATE AUTUMN, AND I WAS VERY TIRED ON THIS HOT SUMMER NIGHT. I KNOW IT'S EARLY AUTUMN, AND I'M STARTING TO EXPLAIN A 20-MINUTE DRIVE FOR 12 MINUTES. "I'M A LOT MORE HEARTLESS THAN YOU GUYS. ON THIS SPECIAL DAY, IN ORDER TO MATCH OUR STUPID BLUE HEART, I KNOW HE MUST STILL BE IN A SPORTS COSTUME TODAY. SO I WAS GOING TO PUT ON MY LEATHER-SKINNED JEANS, AND I LOVED THE ONE HALF-STUCK BUTTERFLY, BUT HE WAS COMPLETELY IN MY CLOSET, LIKE WATER DISAPPEARING IN THE WATER. IT'S A COINCIDENCE THAT, WITH MY TIRELESS EFFORTS, I FOUND MY LADY'S LIGHT BLUE DRESS, AND I THOUGHT IT WAS KIND OF BLUE, SO I DECIDED TO WEAR HIM TONIGHT. AND SO I STARTED TO PICK OUT THE SHOES THAT WERE MUTUALLY REINFORCING WITH THE CENTIPEDES... "AND SO ON, BUT NOW YOU'RE WEARING A BLACK, DEEP V-BACK..." I'M SPEECHLESS. "THAT'S BECAUSE..." I BELIEVE THAT'S TRUE. THE MOST IMPORTANT PRIVATE PART OF THE QINGQIU FAMILY IS THE CLOSET. SHE'S GOT A HUGE NUMBER OF CLOTHES. IT'S A STRANGE BUT FAMILIAR SCENE, A TUMULTUOUS ENVIRONMENT, FOUR BIG-AGE LADIES, A STUPID SPORT WITH A BIG MAN, A SCRUMPTIOUS, HIGH-QUALITY DRINKER, A GREASY TABLE, A GOOD MEAL ON THE STREETS OF THE LOWER RIBAS, A CONVERSATION THAT CAN TURN UNPROVENLY INTO AN INTERNATIONAL SITUATION, AND THEN UNPROVENLY TURNS TO FASHION, AND THEN TO SEO CHIMO. SOMETIMES A MEAL OF ELEGANCE, LIKE A LUXURY LAUNCH, IS UNFORGIVABLY PULLED BACK TO THE SIDE OF THE ROAD WITH AN UNBRIDLED SMILE. AFTER DINNER, AS USUAL, INTO THE 307SW, THE PLAGUES BEGAN TO SORT THEMSELVES OUT, AND I KNOW THAT THE NEW CARNIVAL IS COMING ON. ONE SMOKER, THREE OTHER OUTFITS, RED CHEEKS OF WINE, WHICH ALLOW THEM TO DIVIDE THE DEMONS IN THE NIGHT. WITH OUR GREAT ENTERTAINMENT MACHINE, UNDER THE LEADERSHIP OF THE GOODWILL AMBASSADOR FOR THE MIDNIGHT PARTY, QINGQIU, NO EFFORT WAS MADE TO FIND THE HOTTEST PLACE IN THE CITY. INFLAMMATION OF MUSIC, OBSCURANT LIGHT, DEPRAVED SOUL, NIGHT AND NIGHT. AS USUAL, WHEN WE LEAVE AT TWO O'CLOCK, WE DRAG OUT OF THE TOILET, AND WHEN WE GET RICE TO NA AND SUE, I TAKE THE HARD WORK OF SENDING QINGQIU HOME. IT IS AN EXTREMELY PAINFUL THING TO BE DRUNK, TO TALK, TO WHISPER, TO DIE IN MY ARMS, TO LISTEN TO THE MARTIAN LANGUAGE IN A STRAIGHT-UP DRINK, BUT TO BE LEFT BEHIND. TAKE QINGQIU UPSTAIRS, 5TH FLOOR, NO ELEVATORS ... JUST WENT TO BED, WITHOUT ACCIDENT, AND THREW UP IN THE FALL ... FOR A WHILE, HELPING QINGQIU CHANGE CLOTHES, WIPE CLOTHES, FEED WATER, CLEAN CARPETS, MURDER AIR FRESHENERS. YOU CAN FINALLY SIT DOWN AND DRINK. SHIT, IT'S 5:00. WATCHING THE AUTUMN UNDER THE NIGHTLIGHT, LIKE A WEAK CAT, IS COMPLETELY OUT OF VIBRANCY. IT MAKES ME NERVOUS WHEN I'M CALLING OUT TO WHO. PUT YOUR EARS UP AND LISTEN TO IT, "FAIRY," NO. AND WE HELD THE HAND OF THE AUTUMN WITH A PAINFUL HEART, AND SUDDENLY THE AUTUMN WENT FORTH, AND TOOK MY HAND AS THOUGH A DROWNING MAN HAD TAKEN THE STRAW. "FINE, DON'T GO. PLEASE, DON'T GO." FOR THE SAKE OF OUR CHILDREN, PLEASE..." TWO LINES OF TEARS, HOW SAD. LOOKING AT THIS CRAZY ENTERTAINMENT MACHINE, I DON'T NEED TO BE HELD ACCOUNTABLE AND UNDERSTAND THE STORIES BEHIND IT. ONE NIGHT OF MADNESS, ONE NIGHT OF ALCOHOL, JUST TO NUMB THAT BRUISED HEART, TO FORGET THE PAST THAT CAN'T BE TOLD, TO IGNORE THE TEARS THAT FLOW FROM THE UNCONSCIOUS. I DON'T KNOW WHAT KIND OF TENDERNESS AND INDIGNITY THAT WIND ONCE GAVE THE QINGQIU, AND I'M EVEN MORE AFRAID TO IMAGINE THE FINAL FATE OF THAT CHILD. ALL I KNOW IS I'M HEARTBROKEN. SOME OF THE WOUNDS ARE DEEP-ROOTED IN THE SOUL, AS THE YEARS FLOW AND AS HARD AS WE CAN, WE CANNOT. TURNS OUT, WE'RE ALL SO VULNERABLE THAT WE CAN CRY IN OUR SLEEP. I WILL NOT SPEND MY WHOLE LIFE TRYING TO FIND OUT THE STORY OF QINGQIU, AND I WILL NOT TOUCH HER FRAGILE HEART, AND I WILL CARE FOR HER MORE, LOVE HER, MAKE HER HAPPY, RELAX HER, AND KEEP HER IN FRONT OF OTHERS FOR A SHORT WHILE. BECAUSE WE'RE FRIENDS, WE'RE BEST FRIENDS, WE'RE IRONS, WE'RE WOUNDED. THE TWO LINES OF TEARS ARE THE END OF THE MIDDLE EAST。
