Noble Lady's Ring

  The air was thick with the smell of smoke and booze, music blasting at maximum volume, almost deafening. Men and women were dancing wildly in the pool, shaking their waists and hips. Women dressed to kill were laughing and joking with men, using flirtatious language to tease those who couldn't control themselves. Women coquettishly nestled into men's arms, whispering sweet nothings, while men drank and flirted shamelessly. Bodies released pent-up desires, igniting a spark of loneliness.

  It's already past 10 at night, and for those who enjoy nightlife, this is when their exciting lives begin. Today being a weekend, the old boy bar is packed with people. In the middle of the dance floor, leading the dance is a young girl with a black tank top, high heels, long hair, and a slender figure. She's constantly swaying to the deafening disco music, wildly shaking her body. Her pale skin stands out under the flickering lights, making her even more eye-catching. Her long hair swings back and forth, left and right, up and down, and in the dim light, it's as if she's wearing nothing at all. The girl is quite pretty, with closed eyes that seem to be in a trance, like a seductive siren from the Aegean Sea, stirring up men's most primitive desires. The constantly changing lights bring the entire atmosphere into a dreamlike state, making people feel an indescribable chaos. Around her, over a hundred men and women gather, shaking their bodies to her rhythm nonstop. Some young people in strange attire occasionally blow sharp whistles at her.

  "Lin Dong, the next song is yours." The speaker was the owner of Old Boy Bar, a woman whose age couldn't be discerned, somewhere between 20 and 30 years old. Her figure was seductive, with a full bust and long hair that cascaded down her shoulders in loose waves, making her an alluring siren who could stir up men's desires without even trying. The faint glimpse of her cleavage was enough to make one want to take a peek inside.

  The boy, who was called Lin Dong, raised his head and revealed a bright smile in response to the boss's words. He was about 17 years old, wearing a white shirt and black casual pants, with a pair of casual canvas shoes. He looked like a high school student, which he indeed was - a second-year high school student who worked as a part-time singer at this old man's bar, singing one song for 100 yuan.

  When Lin Dong had no money, he came to this old boy bar to make some extra money. The boss of the bar was a relative of Tiezi's, and when Tiezi brought Lin Dong here to corrupt him, Lin Dong unexpectedly learned that they were looking for a singer, so he recommended himself. Tiezi's relative asked Lin Dong to sing a song on stage to test his singing level, and Lin Dong sang "Qinghai-Tibet Plateau" on the spot. The boss agreed on the spot that Lin Dong would come here as a singer.

  "Lin Dong, I heard from Tie Zi that you're still a virgin." The boss's wife had a seductive and ambiguous look in her eyes as she stared at Lin Dong, who was sitting motionless on the chair. As an experienced woman, she was skilled in using her eyes and expression to entice men.

  Damn it, Tiezi. Lin Dong cursed in his heart the thirteen-year-old who had lost his virginity and was now a motherless child with dog blood on his head. He raised his head and smiled, saying: "Boss lady, are you planning to eat me?"

  The proprietress revealed a charming smile, stretching out a slender white finger to lift Lin Dong's chin, and slightly bending her waist, seemingly intentionally or not. Anyway, Lin Dong caught sight of the familiar woman's plump, half-circular breasts, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down as he swallowed hard. The proprietress spoke in a gentle, lilting tone: "It's been ages since I've had a taste of a virgin, and I'm really feeling stirred up. Why don't you come over to my place tonight? My husband is away on a business trip."

  Lin Dong's heart skipped a beat, fortunately not too embarrassed, he had to admit that he was immune to beautiful women in this regard, his little aunt was a national-level seductress, if he were to be conquered by the boss's wife, it would be humiliating.

  "This little guy can actually bear it, interesting. The boss lady narrowed her autumn water-like eyes and seductively said: 'Little Dongdong, are you going or not?'"

  His heart was racing like a beast, and under the close gaze, the two round snowballs on the boss's chest seemed to be beckoning him. It would be a lie to say he wasn't moved. The thing below his waist had some rebellious intentions too. But being teased by the boss like this was unbearable. He countered with a tease of his own, smiling mysteriously: "Boss, stop tempting me. Who doesn't know that most men come to Old Man Boy Bar because of you? You bat an eyelash and who knows how many men will be driven wild and fall at your feet tonight. If you really want to eat me, then blow the flute for me."

  He had a serious look on his face, and he didn't believe that after saying this, the boss's wife wouldn't back down.

  The boss's wife raised an eyebrow, a different kind of charm. This kid is really bold, but she hasn't seen anyone like him before. She ate Lin Dong up and without saying another word, she undid Lin Dong's belt.

  Lin Dong was shocked by her bold style and raised his hands in surrender: "Stop, I was just joking with you, don't take it to heart, can't I admit my mistake?"

  The boss's wife smiled, and her smile was like a turbulent wave. Lin Dong's eyes blinked constantly as he watched.

  The boss's wife's scallion-white fingers brushed against the guy in Lin Dong's crotch, and Lin Dong's body shuddered.

  "Your buddy reacted," said the boss's wife with a smile.

  It can't be denied that Lin Dong felt a comfortable and pleasant sensation just now, the boss's technique was too pure and perfect, this Tang monk wasn't his match. He glanced at the boss's rose-petal-like lips again and his heart skipped a beat. If these lips helped him blow himself away, Lin Dong quickly put on the brakes, this kind of evil thought shouldn't exist during performances.

  The boss's wife also teased enough, and said to Lin Dong: "Go on stage and sing a song."

  A guitar, a young man in a white shirt formally stepped onto the stage, the noise and ambiguity of the bar had slowly disappeared.

  The song sung by Lin is "Your Eyes, My Eyes". This song, whether in terms of lyrics or atmosphere, deeply resonates with him. Singing a song is not difficult, what's hard is grasping the atmosphere within the lyrics. If one can't convey the emotions expressed in the lyrics, then the singer has failed. It's just like how even if a singer sings off-key, as long as they sing with genuine emotion, they are better than a singer who sings without any feeling at all.

  The bar's lights shone on Lin Dong, and at that moment, Lin Dong's mood was completely calm, becoming the focus of everyone.

  The moving and sentimental melody has started, Lin Dong's characteristic expression reveals a faint smile.

  If I could see

  can easily distinguish between day and night

  can accurately hold your hand in the crowd

  If I could see

  Can drive you around wherever you want to go

  Can surprise you with a hug from behind

  If I could see

  Life might be completely different

  Maybe what I want, what I like and what I love are all different things.

  The black in front of you is not the black you said, what white are you talking about?

  The sky is blue

  The blue sky behind the white cloud in my memory

  I gaze at your face but can only see emptiness

  Is it God who has covered a curtain before me and forgotten to lift it?

  You are my eyes, leading me to appreciate the changes of the four seasons.

  You are my eyes leading me through the crowded throngs of people

  You are my glasses leading me through the vast ocean of books

  Because you are my eyes and let me see this world in front of me

  Right before my eyes