Xiao Bohan cleaned himself up, changed out of his shirt that smelled of sweat, used some gel water on his head, and chewed three pieces of chewing gum, and then went out with a few brothers, and as soon as he arrived at the compound, he met Xiaowen, and Xiaowen asked, "Where are you going?" ”

Shaw said, "I'm going to drink. ”

Xiaowen couldn't say anything more, and she couldn't propose to go with her, because when she saw Meng Ling this time, Meng Ling told her that men can't get too close and give them freedom.

Xiao Bohan arrived at the bar early and watched the pedestrian street outside the window come and go.

"Why don't you find a quieter place?" he thought, lying boredly on the bar and rubbing a paper towel that the bar had sold itself.

"Boundless happiness?" he looked at the four red letters on the paper, looking at the lovers passing by outside the window, Xiao Bohan thought again: "Aren't there one or two couples who come out to cheat?"

He was bored and pondered their expressions, postures, and the lines of their waists, trying to find a little bit of them; I also imagined that a man would suddenly burst out of the crowd and punch a young man with a woman's slender waist, shouting, "This is my wife." Then there was an exclamation, a look of pleasure, and an uproar erupted.

But it was all his imagination, these things did not happen, he raised his glass with a smile on his face, touched the quilt with the air, and then drank it all, and another glass of wine slid from the bar, and hit his hand, the ice cubes floating in the glass swayed, and the water droplets condensed from the ice on the glass sinked into his palm.

Shaw took out a little money and gave it as a tip to the bartender who had prepared the wine for him, but unfortunately, the sister's face did not show the kind of smile that flashed in Shaw's mind, coquettish and flattered - she just smiled faintly, looked at him with a little sympathy and impatience, and then casually filled the tip into a glass bottle, and continued to pour her wine.

Everything seemed to be in easy hands—as if it had been prepared for a long time.

"Hmph! Xiao Bohan held his head in his hands, looked at the amber ice cubes in the wine glass, and sighed meaninglessly.

"Crunch", the door of the bar opened again, and a touch of red floated in from the crowd, Xiao Bohan reflexively turned his head to watch the black float to the front of the bar, Su Manqian came, she smiled at him, straightened the big waves on his back, and then sat next to Xiao Bohan, holding his forehead with one hand, and looking at Xiao Bohan quietly with one pair of eyes.

Su Manqian was wearing a red cheongsam, bright and bright, printed with dark golden flowers—looming between her textures. Her snow-white thighs are overlapped, looking particularly pink from the forks of the cheongsam, and the red high-root shoes are elegant and delicate, provoking the man's visual nerves.

And Xiao Bohan has been staring at her beautiful curves wrapped in a bright red cheongsam, her snow skin cream, and the circle of light cast by this spotlight on her. He bit his index finger and said, "You are beautiful today, and there is a temptation to sin." ”

Su Manqian smiled, still staring at Xiao Bohan, Xiao Bohan thought to himself, Su Manqian's carefully groomed face should not be facing a lifeless cup, the moist red lips should not be kissing the cold glass, and the eyes that swept the rose red eyeshadow, and the light reflected by the light on her fingernails should not be staring.

She should get a warm hug or a kiss from herself, but it was difficult for Xiao Bohan to act like that, because Xiao Bohan felt that his love for Su Manqian was deep and calm, and he didn't dare to offend and blaspheme her easily.

Su Manqian deliberately put on the cheongsam that Xiao Bohan was obsessed with, waiting for his praise and amazing eyes, yes, the effect is indeed like this, Xiao Bohan is rarely quiet, he always can't finish watching, which makes Su Manqian sweet to the heart.

Shaw asked him for a drink, and they rarely spoke, and she drank it, and then they asked for another one.

Then she turned her head and smiled at him with a hint of teasing. Xiao Bohan felt that his face was hot—he couldn't stand her laughing drunken eyes, he took a sip of wine to soothe the emotion, and he raised his head to look back at her—her cheeks were crimson, and some people said that the life of wine was youth, a flame, and a surging tide, and it was true, at this time, Su Man was shining, and her long hair floated like a black flag, making the eyes of men and women sparkle.

"I'm waiting for you, I'm upset when you didn't come. He spoke first.

"Now, is it better?" Su Manqian nodded and said.

"It's not good, and now it's even more upset. Xiao Bohan said.

"Why?" asked Su Manqian knowingly.

"I just thought if you didn't come, and I'll think more when you come. Xiao Bohan said dejectedly.

"I feel that way with each other. She looked at him and said.

"Oh, but you're certainly not as deep as I think. "Shaw is serious.

"You're wrong, Bohan, I have a headache that I think about a lot, and you don't have that feeling. She smiled a little, too. “

Really, I'm a little blessed. He looked up and down, and said, "The cheongsam is beautiful!"

"Yes, thank you!" she took a sip of her wine.

Xiao Bohan smiled and drank his wine. She propped her cheeks on her hand and looked at him quietly—a beautiful man, with big, deep eyes under thick eyebrows, believing that every woman could not stand to be stared at by him for ten minutes—as if she were herself. And the straight bridge of his nose made his white face well-defined. and this soft-line mouth, which makes him look both polite and childish. He was tall, well-dressed, his clean shoes were spotlessly clean, and everything was clean and perfect.

"Have you been drinking a lot lately?" she asked.

"No!" he took another glass of wine, "very little, unless it's for entertainment." ”

"Oh..."

"Am I like an alcoholic?" asked Xiao Bohan.

"No!" she shook her head slightly, "It's a drunkard, and I like you too!"

He laughed, wiped his forehead with his hand, and said, "I'm so flattered!"

She liked the corner of his mouth that was raised when he laughed, "Well, cheers to my pampering of you!"

He drank it all, and she looked at him through the glass, imagining what he would be like in ten years.

Xiao Bohan asked, "What do you think...... What is happiness?"

"Happy?" she was a little surprised, "It's a feeling, right?" ”

"What does it feel like?"

"Don't you know?" she thought the question was funny.

"No," he looked at her and said, "Of course I do, I just want to know what you think." ”

"Are you testing me?" she pretended to be relaxed, "but the question is too nihilistic. ”

"It's not nihilistic at all!" he became serious, "this is the truest emotion. ”

They stared at each other in silence for a moment.