Lying on my soft and spacious bed, thoughts of her flooded my mind once again. But tonight, there was some progress at least. I now knew her name was Ran Jing, and it seemed she didn't live downstairs from me, which might explain why I hadn't encountered her easily.
Hitting the bars was a significant pastime in my life. It was where I could spot many attractive ladies, although I seldom approached them. Just admiring from a distance was enough to spice up my life. Action seemed too daunting for me. Tonight, the guys from the office seemed less than satisfied with last night's party, so they gathered to have some fun at this supposedly female-packed bar.
In this city, I always believed it wasn't just men who were bored. Groups of men congregating at bars, drinking, playing games - if it was just men, it would be boredom squared. Since bars often housed plenty of women without male companions, it seemed to me that these women were just as bored. The need for men and women was reciprocal, a truth known to all men, yet in bars, few dared to approach strangers, and the success rate wasn't high. As for the reasons why, who could say?
China's gender ratio had always been skewed towards men, but tonight, there was a local anomaly in this bar. The number of women outnumbered men, even doubling their count. This scenario was enough to excite the guys, including myself. As various attractive women roamed around us, their allure enhanced by cosmetics, clothing, and dim lighting, both real and faux beauty stimulated the men in their vicinity.
With such a favorable scenario tonight, the guys decided to take action. They formed small groups and began attempting to engage with these faux-beautiful women. I remained seated in my original spot, not out of arrogance, but because I hadn't found a suitable target and hadn't gathered enough courage yet.
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