Ouyang Jing drove the car seriously and did not answer.

Many things, if Yixuan wants to say, she should know that she is the best listener, if she doesn't say it, then it means that she doesn't want to say it, since it is something that Yixuan doesn't want to say, she doesn't want to inquire, since she met, she never wanted to do anything that embarrassed Yixuan.

Sure enough, in the next few days, Yixuan went out to the hospital every morning, and stayed in the hospital throughout the day to accompany Grandma Qu for surgery, treatment, and recovery, and did not drive home to have dinner with Ouyang Jing until the end of the evening visiting time.

In a blink of an eye, a week has passed, and tomorrow Grandma Qu can be discharged from the hospital while taking off the blindfold and seeing again, Yixuan wants Grandma Qu to live in her home for a period of time to continue to recuperate, but Grandma Qu can't rest assured that Ah Huang and the vegetables in the field at home will be discharged from the hospital tomorrow and go back to her home in the countryside immediately.

Yixuan heard from the doctor that Grandma Qu's cataract surgery was very successful, and tomorrow she will find out that she is not Qu Huan, she is a little flustered, what kind of panic should be spread to make the old man believe it, and she will not guess.

At the end of the hospital visit, Yixuan came out of the hospital, and did not go home for the first time, but drove to the drunken dream.

From the moment she went to Qu's house to see Grandma Qu, she had too much bitterness in her heart, and she was busy taking care of Grandma Qu's surgery for several days and was diluted, at this time, because she suddenly had to face Grandma Qu's suspicion tomorrow, it became extremely clear, and it was even more magnified, she didn't want to go back to the house and be accompanied by the loneliness of the house, she wanted to find Ouyang Jing to vent with a frustration in her heart, and also wanted to find a lively and noisy place to hide her panicked uneasiness at this time.

The drunken dream bar I invested in today is the first time I have come.

As she had originally conceived, the Drunken Dream Bar was divided into two separate spaces, but connected by a narrow passageway.

The bar here is the hustle and bustle of drunken gold fans, the high-decibel stereo is the first to listen to the blood of the electric music, under the leadership of the DJ to dance your energy and passion, here colorful spirits, hot pole dancing, and all the elements that can make people burn, all your emotions can be released, whether good or bad.

The corridor is a completely different bar atmosphere, where there is only soft lyrical and low sadness slow music, you just sit here and sip your favorite cocktails, listen slowly to repair the pain in your heart, those hurts when you walk out of the bar, as if you have just had a dream, in the dream has disappeared without a trace.

This is Yixuan's simple conception and definition of drunken dreams at the beginning, but the specific interpretation of this theme and management is Ouyang Jing's entire operation, so she is not familiar with drunken dreams.

Walking downstairs to the bar, the special elevator opened, and when she walked into the elevator, she heard a pleasant female voice asking, "Do you want to get drunk and get rid of your enthusiasm?" or go to the dream to melt away the depression in your heart?"

Yixuan smiled, and saw that the buttons in the elevator only had two buttons, Drunken Life and Dream Death, and pressed Dream Death.

The elevator stopped on the fifth floor, and when I walked out of the elevator door, there was a melodious piano sound in my ears, Yixuan didn't know much about piano music, but she heard this piano music called "I miss you" at once, tactful and clear, like a girl whispering under the moonlit night, telling the sweetness and bitterness of missing, touching the heartstrings.

Walk through a long corridor, both sides of the corridor are hung with paintings by high-quality imitation masters, such as Van Gogh's sunflowers, starry sky, Leonardo da Vinci's Monral Lisa, Picasso's dream, Heyez's passionate kiss and so on. The paintings are illuminated by special lights, giving people a beauty that travels through time and space.

Walking into the bar, sitting down at a booth near the bar, the polite bar waiter came over, and Yixuan asked for Veen mineral water.

Yixuan unscrewed the mineral water and took a sip, took out her mobile phone to call Ouyang Jing, and she was very noisy on the phone: "Jing, where are you?"

"Where else can I do this?" she yelled on the phone, in a loud voice.

"I'm at the Lost Dream Bar. ”

"Ah, are you at the bar?" Okay, you wait for me, I'm here with drunken life, you wait for me!Wait for me!" may not have expected her to come to the bar today, Ouyang Jing was a little incoherent with joy.

Hanging up the phone, Yixuan looked at the environment of the dream, under the warm and soft lighting, there was a piano on the performance stage, and the song "I miss you" that she heard when she entered the door was being played, the walls on both sides were full of high-backed booths, and in the middle were high tables and high chairs, there was a small dance floor in front of the stage, and people were holding their dance partners in it and slowly shaking with the piano music.

There is no loud noise, no stirring music, everyone can whisper to the person in front of them.

Under the hazy light, in the melodious music, Yixuan's heart suppressed the depression for a few days, and at this time, it slowly soaked up, without warning, she had the urge to cry.

Faced with too many problems, I have been pretending to be strong for too long, can I be weak for a while?

Qu Huan, you saved me with your life, but what should I use to repay you? What else can I do besides taking care of your grandmother?

Yu Xuan, where are you? If I can't see you again for the rest of my life, is it meaningful to live?

Am I really no longer Shu Yue? Can I only be Shu Yixuan?

How do I care about the past?

Unknown future, what do I want to look like?

……

When Ouyang Jing panted and ran in front of Yi Xuan, she saw her lying on the table, her head lying between her arms, her shoulders seemed to twitch, she was a little flustered, she felt that it was probably not a good thing for Yi Xuan to suddenly come to the bar at this time, and when she saw her like this at this time, she inevitably worried that something was wrong.

Ouyang Jing wrapped her arms around Yixuan's shoulder and gently patted her to comfort her, Yixuan raised her head, her eyes were clear and there were no tears, she smiled bitterly and said: "I'm fine, I just want to wash my dusty heart with tears, but unfortunately, even crying now is a luxury, and I can't cry." ”

There was silence for a moment, as if talking to himself and as if to say to Ouyang Jing: "I have forgotten how to cry." ”

Ouyang Jing just continued to pat her shoulder and comfort, but she couldn't speak, she didn't know how to comfort Yixuan, who rarely showed her emotions.

At this time, there was a sparse applause in the bar, and when I looked up, the pianist bowed and walked off the stage.

Ouyang Jing didn't care about the changes on the stage, stretched out a finger and bent it to raise Yixuan's chin, stared at her eyes for a while and asked seriously, "Is it really okay?"

"It's okay, it's easy to get in a good mood here. ”