Chapter 201: The Ferry and Bliss
"Then it's good to dare to be kind, the little woman thanks the little brother for giving me a few thin noodles."
The woman in the red dress bowed slightly to Su Zhao, and the charm in her eyes was about to ripple out.
"What's your name?" Su Zhao smiled lightly and asked curiously.
"Autumn Bliss." The woman in the red dress returned.
"All things are fulfilling, and there is only happiness and no suffering. The beings of this kingdom do not have any suffering, but they receive all kinds of happiness, and the name is bliss. Su Zhao looked at the woman in the red dress and said slowly.
Chu Jiayin and Su Crisp also heard the name of the woman in the red dress who reported herself, Qiu Jile, a rare name.
And what Su Zhao said was very awkward, and Su Halva and Chu Jiayin couldn't understand it.
"I didn't expect Mr. Su to be so knowledgeable." Qiu Jile was slightly surprised, raised his wrist, and smiled lightly with his red sleeves.
"General." Su Zhao stopped talking, and for a while, Qiu Jile would not voluntarily say the purpose.
There were too many people on this snack street, and there were also a few eccentric foreign young people present, so Su Zhao was reluctant to be rash.
"There's a bar nearby, it's called Ferry, why don't you go over and sit together?" Qiu Jile proposed.
"Of course you can, I'll cover all the expenses tonight." Davide seized the opportunity and immediately spoke.
"Thank you very much." Qiu Jile looked at Davide's autumn eyes, in addition to the charm of the soul, there was also a faint and imperceptible dark red, which was bloodthirsty desire.
The group walked towards the exit of the snack street, Qiu Jile, Su Halva and Chu Jiayin, three beauties with different temperaments but all like dazzling starlight walked together, and many people couldn't help but take a few more looks.
Davide and they are very well proportioned, whether it is the charming Qiu Jile, the quiet and pure Chu Jiayin, or the cute and playful Su Crisp, they are not casual girls. So Davide, they are not in a hurry, the more this is the case, the more interested they are.
The unhurried and unhurried Xu Tuzhi is the favorite prey of the love field hunter.
When it comes to conquest, it is also the time when the sense of accomplishment is the fullest.
Ferry, bliss.
I don't know if the woman in the red dress was intentional or unintentional, she took Su Zhao and them to a bar with the decoration style of an ancient inn.
"Ghostly, evil." Su Zhao raised his head, looked at the word ferry flashing neon lights, and commented.
"What is a ghostly spirit, full of evil spirits?" Only Qiu Jile heard Su Zhao's low muttering, and she asked rhetorically.
Of course, this is also what Su Zhao deliberately let Qiu Jile hear.
"The ultimate of bliss is that there are many ghosts and evil spirits." Su Zhao pushed open the door and walked into the ferry.
As soon as you enter, there is an unnatural coolness on your face.
"What's the explanation?" Qiu Jile asked again.
"No solution." Su Zhao shook his head.
Qiu Jile was stunned, she couldn't see through Su Zhao, what Su Zhao said, Su Zhao's thoughts, and everything about Su Zhao was like being covered with a layer of thick fog.
"Everyone has his own way of living, and the bliss I speak of is the bliss I have defined. Everyone's bliss is different, and there is no need to be obsessed with understanding what I say. Su Zhao picked a relatively quiet booth, sat down, then raised his head and asked with a smile: "What do you say?" Boss Autumn. ”
"How do you know?" Qiu Jile sat down opposite Su Zhao, his eyes narrowing slightly.
"Ferry, Bliss." Su Zhao said.
"You're so interesting." Qiu Jile changed his face like turning a book, and smiled at Bai Meisheng: "I invited Mr. Su's wine tonight." ”
"Thank you." Su Zhao watched Qiu Jile get up and leave.
"Brother, have you been hooked by that fox?" Su Hawl stretched out his hand and put his small hand on Su Zhao's forehead.
"I'm fine." Su Zhao helplessly grabbed Su Halva's little hand: "Why are your hands sticky?" ”
"Oh, that's the watermelon juice from before, spilled on my hands." Su Crispy grinned, not taking it seriously at all.
Su Zhao shook his head, called the waiter, asked for a pack of wet wipes, and wiped Su Hava's hands clean.
That is, Su Zhao, for other people, who doesn't dislike Su halva?
sprinkled watermelon juice on his hand and touched Su Zhao's forehead.
At the next table, there were Davide and Douglas sitting at the table of several foreign youths.
The Chinese men and women who had been traveling with Davide and Douglas were driven to the other table.
"You're not fooled by that fox, why did you come drinking with her?" Su Halva looked up and looked around the bar.
This bar was different from what Su Hawl had imagined, and I found it a little boring.
There are no energetic DJs, no young people rocking crazy on the dance floor, and no passionate DJs......
Compared to the trendy bars that modern young people like, this ferry bar business is a bit cold.
People can't help but think of some antique and elegant teahouses.
This kind of bar might as well be converted into a teahouse, maybe the business will be better.
Someone is playing ancient music on the stage, the music is beautiful and melodious, which makes people's whole body feel impetuous and impetuous at this moment.
Soon, a waiter brought in the drinks.
Qiu Jile walked over and made a gesture of please: "I don't know if I can invite Mr. Su to have a drink next to him." ”
Su Zhao got up and followed Qiu Jile over.
"Look, look, men are big pigs' trotters." Su Halva was very dissatisfied with both hands holding the wine glass, and the wine in the cup smelled faintly tea. Su Halva took a sip, and the taste of wine and tea blurred on the tip of the tongue, which was very wonderful.
It is said to be wine, but it smells of tea. It is said to be tea, but it has the smell of wine.
"Curious bar, ferry...... The name is also very nice. Chu Jiayin also took a small sip of wine, and his eyes lit up.
She doesn't like to drink, and she hasn't drunk when she goes out.
But the wine in this cup is just like floating into the heart.
……
Su Zhao and Qiu Jile sat down on the side of the booth not far away.
Without having to ask, a waiter came and brought two glasses of wine.
The music is still there, Su Zhao followed the prestige, it was a girl playing the guqin. The smart ten fingers plucked the strings, but the sound became more and more sad, as if it was a sorrow that had crossed hundreds of years and thousands of years.
Like wine, with the precipitation of time, the sorrow becomes more and more mellow and difficult to let go.
"Chun Xi Bingshen solstice, to Wei Yang. At the beginning of the night snow, the buckwheat is long. When you enter the city, you look around at the depression, the cold water is blue, the twilight is gradually rising, and the horns are groaning. Qiu Jile said softly.
Her voice, blended with the music, actually made Su Zhao's mood a little depressed.
Reading the red medicine by the bridge, I know who I was born for every year.
Out of the corner of Su Zhao's eyes, he swept over the foreign youths at the table, and they sat there, their eyes scattered, like walking corpses.
"This song is useless to me." Su Zhao drank all the wine in the cup.
The peculiar beauty of the blend of tea and wine made Su Zhao exhale turbidity.
Wonderful bar, wonderful ancient songs, wonderful drinks, wonderful people.