The Arm-broken Days 1

The Arm-broken Days

Chapter One

If something is doomed to happen, nothing could stop it.

When I hurried riding on my bike and thrusting to the restaurent located in the Quyuanfenghe park near the West Lake. I knew clearly that I would be drunk. Besides, I knew that I would come back by bicycle.

Everything is neatly planed. The banquet was very luxious which costed 5000 yuan per table. The guests were very happy. We drank a lot of imported wine. And finally I was drunk.

Generally, when I drink with my friends, classmates or lovers, I don't need to worry about anything. They will take care of me, laying me down on the bed, carrying me on the back, and sitting by my side to watch me sleeping soundly.

But this time is different. There were so many acquitance, but no friens, none. So after the dinner, when I said goodbye to all the colleagues, they didn't care about what kind of vehicle I was going to take. As a consquence, I was uncovered by any shelter of friendship even though I was very drunk.

I remembered that I sat on a bench of the park in darkness, shouting, and maybe singing. But no one looked after me. I was exposed in the danger of the nature.

I found my bike near the gate of the park. The bike is quite new and strong enough to carry two heavy men like me. The rest is noise which I only remembered very vaguely. I called some intemate female friends which proved true according to the mobile phone records, but I cannot remember what bullshit I had said. I speeded up along the Beishan Road, like a lamb rushing to the slaughter land.

In order to avoid cars I decided to change my route to the pavement. But I forgot one thing. The pavement is higher than the motorway, about 15cm higher. In my misty eyes and slumbering mind, I ignored the height and thought that the pavement and the motorway is on the same flat.

No sooner than that I tried to remedy this vital fault, I threw myself on the stone floor of the pavement. I must have murmured God after I found my forehead was bleeding. Terrible, terrible, most terrible, I could not stand up. I lost my consciousness.