After dinner, I followed Qingya to the street full of lights. Looking at the colorful neon plaques, I seem to understand why people have a soft spot for big cities, but I have to taste this wine myself to know how it is different from the villagers' homebrewing.

I followed Qingya and walked all the way, the bosses greeted Qingya, and I looked inside the bar to see what was new. There are quite a lot of people on this street, and it is estimated that people in the village will come here at night to take a stroll, which is also their better entertainment life, I was watching, Qingya suddenly turned her head and asked me: "Have you thought about where to go?" ”

"Which... I don't know which one is good. I pursed my lips and scratched my head.

"You're an alcoholic." Qing Yajiao said angrily, and then turned a small corner and arrived at a relatively secluded place. "Why don't you be here today, I'm afraid that there are too many people and you won't be able to adapt to it, so you will go to another house in the future."

I let out an "um" and hurriedly sat down on the high stool by the counter, the first time I sat on this kind of stool, and almost fell off. The boss happily walked over, shyly shyly with a rich beer belly, and brought me a glass of light blue wine. I looked at it curiously, and then turned my head to look at Qingya, she also sat up skillfully, and when I saw her, she said, "Drink it quickly, this wine is not high, it's okay." Then the boss brought her another glass of transparent wine, which was no different from ordinary rice wine.

I took a bite, a little sour, and then a pungency ran through my throat, choking on two coughs. Qingya patted me with a smile and said softly, "Slow down." Then he took two ice cubes and added them to the wine.

I took another sip, I didn't feel as choked as I had just now, Qingya also picked up my own and took a sip, the colored light hit Qingya's pure face, shining a different beauty from usual. Not as soft as under the moon, at this time she is coquettish, strong, just like this wine, spicy choking, but can't stop.

I involuntarily moved closer to Qingya, and she saw my small movements, but she didn't react. There weren't many people in the bar, except for a row of stools in front of the counter, where everyone sat at their own square tables. Wine is indeed a good thing. I thought to myself, I took another sip, maybe I was used to the taste, I didn't feel uncomfortable, Qingya still didn't speak, I took a small sip, but my cheeks slowly showed red.

"Do you come often?" I turned my head to look at Qingya and asked.

"I haven't been here for a long time, but there are no other activities in the village, and my father wants to come, so I have to accompany him." Qingya said slightly drunk, the aroma of wine mixed with the fragrance of hair filled my sense of smell, and I couldn't help but lean closer.

The fragrance was stronger, but this strong stimulated me to sober up a little, and I hurriedly stepped back, took a deep breath, and slowly exhaled it. I've done too many things out of the ordinary, and I can't even forgive myself for continuing to do so. I thought to myself, moving a little further away from her. Even if Qingya understands this way of falling in love, as a boy, I can't be irresponsible to her, after all, I have to go back to the vast sea eventually. I threw my head up and took a sip as if I wanted to get myself drunk so that I wouldn't have to think about her anymore, and the boss saw that I had finished my drink and came over and poured me a glass for me.

"This young man hasn't seen it before, your friend?" The uncle said to Qingya with a smile.

"Well, from the sea." Qingya replied.

"That's a rare guest, no one from outside our village has been here for a long time." As he spoke, he poured a little into my glass until it was about to overflow: "You drink more, it's okay, you two have drunk too much, and Mir and I will send you back." ”

"Hmm." Qingya nodded, but she didn't mean to drink more. It can be seen that she is not very good at drinking, and after a drink, she is already a little drunk.

It's getting late, but the bar is still brightly lit, and the original deserted atmosphere is slowly becoming lively, the square table is almost full, and there are many villagers who have just arrived in front of the counter, everyone is talking and laughing, drinking and chatting.

Qingya seems to have drunk too much, and slowly her words have increased, one sentence on the left and one sentence on the right, like a lovely bard. To be honest, I like the way she looks, talking and laughing, and being her true self. I also drank a little too much and began to tell her stories about being at sea. Sometimes we laughed, sometimes sentimental, like old friends who had been reunited for many years, and with the spirits, the emotions that had been suppressed for many years were penetrated into each other's hearts little by little.

The boss filled us with wine, glass after glass, and chatted with us from time to time. From his mouth, I knew that this camellia in the mountains was planted by an infatuated woman for her sweetheart. Spring flowers are in full bloom, and late autumn flowers are fragrant. Different kinds of flowers bloom one after another at four o'clock, so that the sweetheart, no matter when he returns, can smell the intoxicating camellia fragrance, and smell the long-awaited beauty powder. But he didn't come back. Just like me, disappeared into the vast sea.

Speaking of this, the elegant movement stopped, and the smile slowly disappeared from his face, and then slowly lowered his head. I always thought she was an optimistic girl, but if you think about it carefully, you can know who is not an emotional animal who can escape all the pain of parting in this world? I sighed and gently put my hand on Qingya's shoulder, she still lowered her head, and after a while slowly raised her head, looked at me with that blushing face and said, "You'll be back, right?" ”

I looked at him earnestly, the glare of light hit our faces, and the boss and uncle walked away in a familiar way, leaving us to look at each other, locked in each other's eyes.

"Yes." I didn't hesitate for a second, it had nothing to do with alcohol, that's the answer in my heart. 'Until the old captain is gone, I will come back to see you, even if I am middle-aged.' I didn't say this youthful love sentence after all.

Qingya slowly straightened up, put her arms around my neck, and pressed her lips to mine. Stronger than wine, stronger than wine, more fragrant than wine. Once again, we indulged in the sultry night, until we were out of breath for each other, and then slowly parted our heads. Looking at her misty eyes, the seductive lust was like a raging fire, which made me panic. I hurriedly relieved myself and breathed a long sigh of relief, and Qingya also turned around, putting her arms on the bar.

We stayed too long, and the customers at the bar gradually thinned out, and the cool breeze swept in with the open and closed door panels, and we only sobered up a little.

"That's all for today." Qingya looked at me with a red face and said drunkly.

I let out an "um", helped her, and walked out slowly.