Chapter 117

When the woman took the wine that Long Xiaoshan handed her, she immediately frowned: "This is not a white beauty. ”

The white family is a white cocktail, but the glass in front of you is a pale blue.

"Miss, this is a new product of our hotel, today's event is free, you can taste it, if not, I will change a glass of white beauty for you." Long Xiaoshan said calmly.

The woman looked up and saw the bartender in front of her wearing a hat, and she could only see half of her face.

Strange, she's been here many times, she knows all the bartenders here, why does it seem to be a different person today, but this is not something she has to consider, with her personality, she won't want it even if it's a free gift, she won't change it if she gets used to a taste, this is her character.

Just as she was about to refuse, a faint breath wafted up from the wine glass, which smelled indescribably good, and even she, a person who had not studied wine, suddenly had a strong feeling of wanting to taste it.

The words of rejection on the lips also turned into a nod: "Okay, I'll try." ”

She brought the glass to her lips and took a sip.

A tasteless liquid like white water flowed down her throat.

It's so light.

She was a little disappointed, but then a cold air flow surged from her abdomen to her skull, and then, she had a feeling of intoxication, as if a lot of memories came to her heart, and before she knew it, she actually shed tears.

I don't know how long it took for her to be freed from that intoxicating emotion.

Wiping her tears, she hurriedly asked the bartender with the hat, "What kind of cocktail is this, does it have a name?"

"The name is Silian. The bartender said.

"Missing, missing. ”

The woman kept muttering, and the tears that had been stopped seemed to flow again, and she laughed while crying: "What about the good name, can you give me another cup?"

The bartender shook his head: "I'm sorry, I can only give you a drink." ”

"Why, I can buy it, you say, you can buy it!" the woman said anxiously.

"I'm sorry, miss, but I don't sell my wine for any money. ”

"And what do you want?"

"My wine, only change the story, if you drink the love, can you tell me another story of the love, tell me a person you miss, I can give you another glass. The bartender said calmly.

The woman was silent and hesitated.

The bartender waited for a while, put away the bartender with some disappointment, and said, "It seems that you don't have a crush, sorry, I can't give you my wine." ”

"No, wait. ”

The woman looked at the glass in the bartender's hand and seemed to make up her mind: "I have, but you have to promise, I told you, you must not tell the third person." ”

The bartender said calmly, "Okay, I can swear that any word you tell me will rot in my heart and will not be known to a third person." ”

Whew-

The woman exhaled deeply.

After a moment of silence, she spoke slowly: "I can tell you that I have a crush on someone who is my college classmate, but I never told him.

He was born in poverty, from a small mountain village in Xichuan, originally, he and I should be people of two worlds, although I am not a person who hates the poor and loves the rich, but my family background and he are destined to be two worlds, and I have already had a fiancé, let alone have any intersection with him.

However, love is sometimes wonderful.

But just when you think it's impossible, it just comes into your heart for no reason.

I fell in love with him.

But I couldn't open my mouth.

Because I knew that if I did open this mouth, it would hurt him.

So I endured it, even though I knew he liked me, and tried to confess to me several times, but I was ruthlessly interrupted.

I desperately tried to maintain the boundaries between the two.

Even at the expense of introducing a girlfriend to him, I could see the sadness in his eyes when I introduced him to a girlfriend.

But I had to.

However, even though I was so ruthless, he was still hurt, because because of me, he was framed and imprisoned, and I knew that it was not his fault, but I didn't even dare to look at him, because I was afraid that any trace of my nostalgia would bring him more harm.

I must feign anger and rebuke him for his deeds and despise him for committing sin.

I had to convince everyone that I hated him.

In this way, his life can be saved.

I was guilty, painful, heartbroken.

I can imagine how desperate he was in prison, and he endured undeserved pain for me, ruining his bright future, and perhaps destroying his family's hopes.

Who knows how much effort he had to put in to get Mizuki from a small rural village in Xichuan and how much hope he pinned on him.

It's all my fault, it's all my fault!

The woman said over and over again.

Tears have already flowed into rivers.

"No, it's not your fault, drink it and everything will pass, trust me. A familiar voice rang in the woman's ears.

She looked up and took the wine the bartender handed her.

She drank it all.

The surging liquor made her intoxicated again, and in a trance, she seemed to see the person she longed to see the most, the man she had dreamed of thousands of times.

"Xiaoshan, is that you?"

"It's me!"

The man smiled slightly, reached out and touched her head, warm big hands, like a haven of tranquility, she rubbed her head like a cat lying in the arms of her master.

"Don't feel guilty, don't feel distressed, don't be in pain, everything is not your fault, you are the one who is hurt the most, rest well, wait for me, it won't be long, I will come and take you away, no one can stop me, the Ling family can't, and the Shen family can't." ”

Gentle words sounded in the bottom of the woman's heart.

"Really, if it's a dream, let me do it a little longer. The woman murmured.

"It's not a dream, Ruotong ......"

......

I don't know how long it took, Ling Ruotong opened her eyes suddenly as if she had woken up from a dream, and the sounds around her poured into her ears, she rubbed her eyes and found that she was still sitting at the bar.

She even looked forward and found that there was a bartender standing behind the bar, but it was not the bartender with a peaked cap, but the one before, she hurriedly said: "Xiaoding, was there a bartender wearing a peaked hat here just now?" ”

The bartender shook his head and said, "No, Miss Ling, it's always been me here." ”

"It's always you? Are you sure, I was entertained by a bartender with a hat, and he gave me a cocktail called Si Lian. Ling Ruotong hurriedly said.

"Miss Ling, you must have drunk too much, where are the bartenders with hats in our bar, we don't allow hats to go to work in our bar, and we don't have cocktails called Si Lian on our wine list. Xiao Ding shook his head and said.

Ling Ruotong was stunned, could it really be that all this was really a dream......

(End of chapter)