The phone rang suddenly, and a call came in, and she glanced at the incoming call and pressed the power off button.

Zhong Shaoqing watched quietly, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and that fleeting expression was very much like a gloating smile.

The two sat down at a two-person table in the corner, on which a small vintage kerosene lamp was placed.

The whole bar relies on these small lamps to provide light source, and from a distance, it looks like it is in a river of lights.

The light was a little dim, Zhong Shaoqing was hidden in the dim light, leaning on the back of the chair, looking at her with warm eyes.

"Do you want to drink it yourself?"

"Will you?"

Zhong Shaoqing hooked his finger at the waiter next to the bar, and the waiter walked over knowingly.

Before she could hear what he was saying to the waiter, she saw the waiter smile and nod and leave.

After a while, the waiter returned, with two goblets and three bottles of wine in his hand, as well as a simple set of bartending tools.

"Look."

Lin Zitong watched him skillfully mix the wine, and muttered sullenly: "How can you do this?" ”

"It's not difficult, I can teach you if you want to learn."

Soon, he mixed two glasses of wine and poured her glasses gentlemanly: "Come, drink, forget the unhappy." ”

Lin Zitong picked up the wine glass, raised his head and poured it all to himself, the wine entered the liver and sausage, and the whole body was refreshed!

"It's sweet, it's not strong or bitter."

Zhong Shaoqing shook his head with a smile and reminded kindly: "It's not strong to drink now, but the stamina is very strong, you drink slowly." ”

For Lin Zitong, who doesn't drink well, this wine is actually quite strong, but it can make people anesthetic.

I want to get drunk and wake up with all this hallucination.

She drank one cup and poured another cup for herself, and poured herself several glasses in a row.

Zhong Shaoqing looked at her silently, and after a while, he said, "That's red wine, not tea, drink less." ”

"I'm only drinking wine, who wants tea?"

She smiled dumbly, raised her glass and took another big sip.

Zhong Shaoqing snatched her wine glass: "Don't drink it, it hurts you if you drink too much." ”

Lin Zitong rarely drinks alcohol on weekdays, and just now he drank a few large glasses of red wine indiscriminately, and his brain began to be a little confused under the influence of alcohol.

"So what, it's better to hurt your body than to be sad, right?"

Suddenly I wanted to laugh, and she really laughed out loud. "Hah! Ha! Ha! ”

I want to numb myself with alcohol until my heart no longer hurts.

However, no matter how pure the alcohol is, it can't paralyze the heart that loves Haoze.

Zhong Shaoqing pursed his lips, his eyes were slightly gloomy: "Is it because of that person?" ”

That person? Lin Zitong was slightly stunned, and then nodded vigorously: "Yes, it's You Haoze's bastard!" ”

What a delightful thing it is to follow your inner voice and speak openly about your troubles.

the hell hypocrisy, live tired or not?

She doesn't say that she loves You Haoze, but in her heart she cares about him to death.

As for You Haoze, he said that he loved her, but he was thinking about his Ying'er in his heart.

Thinking about it like this, my heart hurt a little more, and a pair of autumn eyes suddenly wanted to cry.

With tears in the corners of her eyes, she closed her eyes in hatred.

She hated herself for being stupid, hated that she had eyes and didn't know Mount Tai, and hated that she was not a person.

Looking at the sparkle in the corner of her eyes, keenly aware of her disguised strength, Zhong Shaoqing's heart was soft.

"Say it, say whatever you're unhappy about. At this point, I'm more than happy to be your trash can, and you can pour out all the bitter water. ”

It makes sense to drink and intimidate people, and to spit out the truth after drinking.