Strangely, Malt sometimes wakes up in the morning feeling like everything is empty.

This emptiness is reflected in the room and in the heart, even if there are people in the room, they always feel empty, especially when the heart is so empty that they don't know what they are thinking.

Maybe every night I dream of their shadows, and when I wake up I forget, I want to pursue something, but I can't remember anything......

"Malt, there is a ball game in the stadium today, do you want to go and see it?" Wang Er looked excited, I don't know when she had a different kind of affection for the basketball court.

"Okay!" Malt said that she rarely refuses other people's requests, and some don't even know how to say no.

Xinrou found a boy on the confession wall this time, and she didn't wear an unsuspecting imposter like last time, maybe it will go well.....

It was also the place between them and about at the bar.

Speaking of bars, Xinrou has no concept here, she has never seen it in the countryside, and the last time she came was just with friends from the dormitory, and it didn't take long for her to leave.

The red, green, and green wine was placed around, and it could be seen that everyone was excited, perhaps because of the alcohol.

Arrived at the agreed place, looking for a boy in a red jacket in the vast crowd, he was very eye-catching in the crowd, and seemed to dye his red hair in order to reflect his red jacket, constantly waving his arms in the middle of the dance floor~

Xinrou sat on the sofa next to him and watched him, wanting to wait for him to stop and talk again, but ten minutes passed, and the boy didn't seem to want to stop this move.

As a last resort, Xinrou dialed the phone number left by the boy.

The boy in the red jacket in the middle of the dance floor pulled his phone out of his pocket, and perhaps because of the confusion around her, she had to shout, "Hey? Where are you? ”。

"I'm here, on the couch next to me," Xinrou replied.

"On which couch? I'll go look for you".

Xinrou watched the boy walk in her direction, and suddenly felt that he seemed to have a unique temperament.

Naturally, he sat down next to him with a smile on his face.

"Hello, I'm glad you can still recognize me from the crowd, it seems that I don't have such a public face!" The boy said with a smile.

Xinrou didn't know why, so she nodded, "I found you through photos."

Unlike the previous boy, he didn't look carefully at his bag and clothes.

"How long have you been waiting here? I'm not used to keeping beautiful women waiting," he asked, pouring a glass of wine from the side.

"I just arrived, and I haven't been here for long," Xinrou said seriously.

"That's really good, I didn't keep you waiting, so I won't be so embarrassed, have you ever drunk this kind of wine?" He raised the glass in his hand and sniffed it lightly with his nose, "a fruity cocktail."

Xinrou shook her head, she had never drunk alcohol before, perhaps because the discipline at home was strict, she had never seen so many colorful wines, let alone drunk them.

"Didn't drink it".

"This cocktail is not something that can be drunk casually, and when I go back to my prison-like one, I can't see any of this kind of wine at home, so I cherish my life now," he said, picking up his glass and shaking it in front of his eyes, with a sincere expression.

When Xinrou heard the words of the boy in front of her, she instantly had a common feeling, he actually compared his home to a prison, maybe it should be similar to his own situation, and he could be regarded as finding someone who could talk to each other.

"Why do you compare your home to a prison?" But I still have to ask, this is her habit.

"If you say more, you won't believe it, my home is like a prison, I am only allowed to like what they like, and for my personal hobbies, they treat it as if they can't see anything, this kind of life I have long been tired of.

If I can escape from that home as soon as possible, I believe it should be the best choice I have made in my life," he said, drinking the wine from his glass.

"Do you like this cocktail?" Xinrou doesn't know what a cocktail is, but if there is wine in the back, maybe there is nothing special.

"My favourite drink is the 3.8 degree peach brandy cocktail, oh, and of course it's called a pre-mixed drink, and it's a taste that reminds me of that happy time," he says.

Happy times? What is he referring to? But since the two of them are not so familiar with each other, maybe such a question should not appear, Xinrou did not ask.

"Do you know why I like to drink a 3.8 degree peach brandy cocktail? They're like an old friend of mine, and every time they taste it, it's like meeting an old friend, and that feeling is really unique, by the way, do you have any favorite drinks? I ask you" He was very generous, as if he didn't care about anything.

Xinrou smiled and shook her head, "I've never drunk it before, and I don't know which flavor I like" This boy is indeed very different from the previous boys, maybe in the future life, he can lead himself out of this dark hell.

The boy picked up another kind of wine next to him, and the name of the wine was indescribable to Xinrou.

"Have you heard of Margaret?" The boy asked with a sincere face, and when he talked about this topic, he felt wonderful and excited.

Xinrou shook her head again, maybe there was no nodding action from the moment she entered the door, why was he so obsessed with wine, could this mean that he was an alcoholic?

"Margaret has to rub salt on the rim of the cup before drinking, in fact, it comes from the bartender who made Margaret, legend has it that he went out hunting with his girlfriend, and his girlfriend was killed by mistake as a prey, and when he came back, he was very sad to create this wine, and named it after his girlfriend, Margaret tasted sour, salty, just like drinking tears...."At this point, he sipped the corner of his eye with his hand, as if he had been immersed in this story.

Xinrou sat on the sidelines and looked uneasy, as if she didn't fit in with their world, but she desperately wanted to fit in, and it was a painful feeling.....

The boy seemed to notice something, looked concerned, and asked in a gentle tone, "Do you not like this topic very much?" ”。

"No, no, I just haven't seen so many varieties of wine, so I don't know what to say for a while," Xinyu said.

He stood up and walked in the other direction, unhurried.

Xinrou wanted to say nothing more because he was leaving, perhaps because of his boredom.

But a few minutes later, the boy came over with a few bottles of wine, his eyes full of anticipation and longing.

"Do you know the name of this bottle?" He seemed to be asking and answering himself, knowing that the girl in front of him didn't understand anything, but he still kept asking, showing how much he knew about wine.

Xinrou shook her head again.

This liquor is called the Singapore Sling, and it's an exotic cocktail!

I remember that in 1915, during the First World War, it was made by Raffles Hotel, as a representative of exotic cocktails, the original concoction method does not use soda, and the sweetness is strong, but this cocktail tastes moderate, and is loved by everyone" He was very gentlemanly again, poured wine into the wine glass, and then put it in front of Xinrou.

"I'll make this wine too, but I don't know if you'd like to try it," he said, looking expectant.

"Will you do it too?".

"Learned a little bit before".

He cleaned the table in front of him and put the wine aside.

Squeeze the lemon juice out and cut out a slice of lemon for later use. Put the Colin cup aside, a small amount of ice cubes until most of the glass is full, add 45ml of dry gin, 20ml of sherry brandy, add 1 teaspoon of pre-squeezed lemon juice and red pomegranate syrup, stir the bottom with a bar spoon and add an appropriate amount of soda until it is 90% full....

Xinrou looked at this extremely skillful movement, he must be very good at these things, but he didn't know anything about it.

"Taste it, how does it taste?" His eyes seemed to be able to discharge, and he was immersed in his eyes after a few sips.

Xinrou carefully picked up the cup and took a few sips, this is a very unique taste, it is not delicious, nor is it unpleasant, but seeing him so sincerely, it can't make her feel uncomfortable.

"It's delicious," Xinrou said.

But he suddenly narrowed the distance between the two and sat next to her, "Do you know what the meaning of this glass of wine is in the Singapore Commander?" ”。

"Didn't you just say that?".

"No, what I just told was a story, not what this glass of wine represents".

"I don't know," Xinrou shook her head again.

"Do you really not know, or are you deliberately pretending to be confused with me here?" He asked.

Xinrou didn't understand what he meant by this, what he was trying to say.

"I really don't know".

"Then I'll tell you, you have to listen well."

For some reason, I always felt that this sentence was strange, he seemed to be drunk, and his red hair was especially shiny under the brilliant light.

"The Singapore Sling, made with gin, is a popular drink in the tropics, and women like to compare him to a lover, and I say this, can you understand it? He asked.

Xinrou then understood, it turned out that the meaning of this glass of wine was a lover? But for some reason, I always feel weird.

"You've drunk too much, haven't you?" Xinrou asked.

The boy shook his head, "I didn't drink too much, didn't you tell me that this glass of wine is delicious, then drink it all!" Don't waste it".

Drunk them all? Did you hear that right? How did he seem to be a different person in such a short period of time?

"I'm sorry, I can't drink so much, and when I went back, I told my roommate that I still have things to do, and I'm afraid it's not convenient to drink so much."

"What's so inconvenient about this, are you afraid that I will be bad for you after you drink too much? Is this how I exist in your heart? ”。

But suddenly hearing such words, I always feel uncomfortable in my heart, obviously chatting for so many days, and chatting on the Internet is also quite good, if you suddenly refuse someone's kindness, there is always something unreasonable.

"Of course I didn't mean that, but I really have something to do in a while, please forgive me this time, okay?" Xinrou said.

But at this moment, the boy suddenly threw the wine glass on the ground, and the glass glass smashed on the ground.....

Xinrou was visibly frightened by the boy's actions, and the eyes of everyone in the bar stayed on him.

"You obviously don't want to give me face, can't you see that I'm very concerned about this matter, but your attitude has shown everything, since you have no interest in me, then why do you want to come to the appointment? Do you want to see my jokes? "The burgundy coat is particularly eye-catching.