Chapter Twenty Wine and Beauty
After walking out of the police station with Li Songwei like a zombie, we stood at the door, relishing the incredible events that had just transpired. I, who was prepared to be detained and even tortured into making a false confession, was somewhat at a loss when faced with this outcome. In the end, it was Li Songwei who woke up from his daze first and took out his phone to call Zhao Lijia to report our safety. As for me, I hesitated about whether to make a similar call to Qin Ke Yi. After all, in that brief moment when we were getting into the police car, I had felt her concern for me. However, after picking up the phone three times and putting it down again, I dismissed the idea. This was because I never believed in feelings without any basis, and if things went wrong, it might give her the impression that I was being overly sentimental, which would be detrimental to our future peaceful coexistence.
"Kang Jian, where are you going later?" Li Songwei asked me after finishing the phone call, which also dispelled my intention to call Qin Ke Yi.
"Where else can we go? Back home!"
"Let's go have a drink! Celebrate today's 'anti-Japanese' achievement!" Li Songwei said with some excitement.
"Great! Let's drink to the Chinese people's victory in the War of Resistance once again!" I also excitedly echoed, so we decided to take a taxi to Zhang Wei's bar. On the way, I gave Mark a call, hoping he could join our celebration, but unexpectedly, no matter how beautiful the beauty I brought out was, Mark firmly refused to participate and mysteriously said that something had come up and he couldn't make it, which made Li Songwei and me feel a bit suspicious.
After arriving at Zhang Wei's bar, he was delighted to arrange us in a private room and drink with us. When he heard about our glorious victory at McDonald's, Zhang Wei exclaimed "what a pity" several times, blaming us for not inviting him to join the fight, saying that we had destroyed a young patriot's desire to serve his country. So I had no choice but to analyze the current relationship between China and Japan for him, and also explained the situation in the East China Sea, finally reminding him that if he were to enlist now, he might still have the chance to serve his country against Japan...
After drinking for I don't know how many rounds, Li Songwei finally couldn't withstand Zhao Lijia's continuous phone calls. With a full apology, he finished the last glass with us and hastily left.
After Li Songwei left, Zhang Wei mysteriously said he wanted to take me to a good place. Judging from his sly expression, I knew what kind of place he was referring to. So, Zhang Wei drove his Mitsubishi Pajero, which he had bought at a low price through connections with the customs anti-smuggling department, and took me to a bathing center with a very elegant facade. If it were in normal times, I think I would have hesitated for a moment and pretended to be shy, making some remarks to show that I was a university student with quality. But now, taking advantage of the wine, I felt there was no need to be reserved anymore. Having watched many stupid movies, the male lead would always take advantage of the woman next to him after drinking too much, and then wake up the next day without any memory of what happened the night before, using the excuse of being drunk to gain forgiveness from the female lead. In my opinion, unless you are so drunk that you lose consciousness, your brain is always clear, it's just that the alcohol makes you a bit more daring in releasing your beastly desires and having some inexplicable ideas, but lacking some balance. A man who is unconscious due to intoxication will even lose the ability to take off his socks, let alone engage in high-skill sports. From this, I conclude that when men use drunkenness as an excuse for their wild behavior, it's just a thought they've had in their hearts all along, only suppressed deep down, and the explanation after waking up is nonsense.
I walked into the door with Zhang Wei, and soon a middle-aged woman with a passionate face, dressed in a sexy way, came over to greet us. She called out "Wei Ge" one after another, quickly presenting a blue pill image in my mind. I think this is also a must-have item for this kind of place. From the woman's conversation, it can be inferred that Zhang Wei often comes here to flirt. Zhang Wei skillfully called the numbers of two massage girls and asked me to choose one from them. To be honest, the appearance of these two massage girls belongs to the mediocre level, but I think Zhang Wei must be very familiar with the situation here, which may be the best candidate that can be provided in the current environment. Thinking of this, I feel helpless about Zhang Wei's empty emotional life in recent years.
Anyway, I just wanted a massage, so I randomly picked one and then went to the private room with Zhang Wei.
The room is not very big, and the layout is simple. A large bathtub almost takes up half of the room, a massage bed, a sofa, but the decoration is very elegant. After I entered, an attendant was putting water in the bathtub, saw me enter, told me to take a bath first, the masseuse will arrive soon. Just as I hesitated whether to give him a 50-yuan note as a tip, so that I can experience the feeling of being rich, the attendant turned around and left, it seems he didn't have any illusions about me at all.
I took off my clothes and got into the bathtub, feeling a comfortable sensation rising from the bottom of my heart. Just as I was slowly enjoying this long-lost comfort, the masseuse pushed open the door and walked in, wearing only a white bath towel around her body. Although she wasn't particularly beautiful, her figure was great, at least on par with Qin Ke Yi and not much different from Guo Ceng. Her sudden entrance made me feel very uneasy, my body stiffening as I sat in the bathtub. But what surprised me even more was that she walked over to the bathtub, splashed some water with her hand, smiled at me, and then naturally dropped her towel and got into the bathtub, sitting across from me. This reminded me of many scenes from adult movies. I had taken a bath with Tong Chen before, but this was my first time in such a luxurious bathtub.
The massage girl seemed to notice my embarrassment and took the initiative to talk to me. "Are you a university student, sir?"
"How did you know?" I asked in surprise, while thinking about where the flaw was exposed.
"Haha, many university students come to our place, after all, you have received higher education and are different from those rough people in society. One look and you can tell. Hearing her words reminded me of the media's outcry a while back about how severe the decline of university students has become, engaging in all sorts of evil behavior such as eating, drinking, prostitution, and gambling. While I found the media's reaction amusing, I also deeply suspect the professionalism of some journalists. If any reporter from a newspaper is willing to put in the effort to go undercover at a university for a year, they will surely discover many more in-depth and valuable news stories, rather than reporting extensively on outdated news that is no big deal to university students."
At this time, the room next door transmitted Zhang Wei and another lady's extremely excited moans, making me finally understand what "coarse social people" meant. At this moment, the person in front of me was also affected by the Gobi emotions, staring at me with a spring breeze on his face. "Handsome guy, we won't be sitting like this all the time, will we?"
"What do you want to do?" Actually, in this current situation, even a fool would know what's going to happen. It's just that I've been spoiled by girls since childhood and have a habit of not being proactive in this aspect.
"You're not here for the first time, are you?"
"What if it is?"
"Ah! Really? You're so handsome, and I'm the first one to serve you. This special service is on the house!" After saying that, she slowly moved her body closer to me, while I was staring at those two snow-white balls on her chest.
