Everyone fell silent. Finally, Coach Ma asked me, "What are your thoughts?"
"I'm pretty confused... Don't rush to make a decision, everyone. Let's think about it for a night. Let's meet at the bar again at nine o'clock tomorrow morning and talk about this properly."
No one objected, and this attitude was completely different from when Sun Jiwei proposed to invest last time. I think everyone, like me, felt exhausted after repeated setbacks. In the end, this inn wasn't our faith, and even if it were, it would be abandoned one day when faced with harsh reality time and time again.
We are all just ordinary people, at most a little more persistent than ordinary people, but even that little bit is not enough for us to maintain an unwavering heart when facing numerous obstacles.
...
This was destined to be a sleepless night. I came to Erhai Lake alone again with cigarettes and alcohol. Looking at the moon reflected on the lake, I felt a pang of reluctance. I love Dali, I love its natural scenery, and I love the feeling of sitting by Erhai Lake, where I can calm down and think about many things.
I lit a cigarette and then took out the notebook that Wang Lei had left behind before her death from my pocket. It contained records of things as small as buying a bag of women's menstrual products. In these tiny details, I could see the hardships she faced as a nightclub worker.
In fact, she exaggerated the good things about Dali. She just wanted to get rid of the environment she hated so much, and Dali just happened to come into her sight again, so she subconsciously painted a dreamy picture of the city.
I wanted to talk to myself in this notebook and tell her what had happened recently, but I felt it was cruel. I always felt that she lived in my mental world. She had suffered enough in her life, so how could I expose the cruel side of Dali to her?
This was, after all, just a dream of hers! I think she didn't want to wake up.
So I put the notebook down beside me, lay down on the hard rock, and continued to think about things that might happen in the future.
...
A moment later, I received a text message. I knew it was from the woman who had taken Lu Jia's number just by the voice, because very few people use text messages these days, and my phone's text message notification sound is different from WeChat's.
I picked up my phone and looked at it. She had sent me this message: "Do you believe I'm in Lijiang right now?"
"I believe that with such advanced transportation these days, it doesn't take much time to go anywhere."
Are you in Dali?
"I've never left."
"Hehe...then we are now more than a hundred kilometers apart."
"Yes, if we drive onto the highway now, we can meet in two hours."
"I don't want to meet you. Otherwise, why would I go to Lijiang instead of Dali?"
"I was just saying, and I'm not in the mood to meet you... because we still have a fight to fight, and in my current state, I can't guarantee that I won't actually beat you up if we meet."
She started speaking rudely again: "You troublemaker, when are you ever in a good mood?... The reason I don't want to see you is because I'm afraid of getting your bad luck..."
I didn't reply to the message immediately. Instead, I lit a cigarette. A moment later, she sent another message: "So, what bad luck has happened to you this time... I happen to be alone at a bar right now, so I can listen to your rambling for a while."
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