Chapter 17: Pressure
Leaving the leisure area, Xiao Mo and the others did not immediately go back to the hotel to rest, but came to a nearby restaurant.
It's not very fancy and it's not as clear as some of the restaurants here, it's just an ordinary restaurant. Perhaps because this restaurant has no special features, it is unusually deserted compared to the bustling and crowded leisure area not far away, and there is only one chef in the restaurant.
The chef doesn't look young, his temples are slightly white, his cheeks are full of half-black and half-white beards, and he looks like a standard decadent.
When Xiao Mo and the others pushed the door in, the chef was leaning back on the back chair, looking at the ceiling of Toushan in a daze.
"This little shop is really deserted, is it true that no one loves it if it has no characteristics?"
After entering, Wang Yiyi stuck out her tongue one by one, feeling that this small shop was somewhat sympathetic to herself.
"How can you think of yourself in everything?"
Li Sixuan and Bai Yimei both looked at Wang Yiyi funny, seeing this, the melancholy on Wang Yiyi's face suddenly became more intense, and he sighed and said:
"Hey, there's no way, I'm just willing to be sentimental, full of life wisdom."
Li Sixuan and the others directly ignored Wang Yiyi and sat down by the door one after another.
Xiao Mo and Chen Cheng glanced at the chef not far away at this time, but they didn't say anything.
"Wait a minute, I'll bring you the menu from the shop."
With that, the chef quickly ran to the counter on the side, and then put the menu book lightly in front of the table where everyone was sitting, and said very respectfully:
"Although there are no special dishes in this restaurant, the advantage is that there are many kinds of dishes, and the taste is okay, how many people want to see what to order?"
Xiao Mo flipped through the menu casually, and after a cursory look, he closed the menu book and said with a smile:
"Just serve what you think you're good at. Then a few cases of wine were brought in. ”
"Specialty dish?" After hearing the accident, he asked uncertainly.
"Yes, you can think it's a good dish, we're not picky eaters."
Xiao Mo nodded affirmatively, reminding the chef to bring the wine first.
"Alright then, wait a minute."
The chef put the menu back away, tied his apron and walked into the kitchen.
"Drink for a while?"
When this sentence came out, Wang Yiyi himself felt that it was nonsense.
Li Sixuan deliberately glanced at her, and then asked rhetorically:
"What do you say?"
"Of course I drank it, anyway, I'm definitely going to drink it, and today I'm going to get drunk and not go home. Let me give you a good look at how much I drink. It's not good, but the amount of alcohol is not said. ”
"I don't know if you didn't say it or if you didn't say it, I didn't see how much you could drink at Shenxian Winery before."
Li Sixuan and Bai Yimei both laughed at this time and dismantled the stage, which also caused Wang Yiyi to pout unhappily, and unceremoniously gave a war letter to the second daughter.
Chen Cheng played with the empty wine glass on the table, his eyes looked slightly hollow, and he didn't know what he was thinking. Xiao Mo was the same, the expression on his face was slightly sad, and even the atmosphere on the table fell silent.
Good for a while. Xiao Mocai asked everyone in a melancholy voice:
"Do you know what day it is?"
"What day?" Everyone shook their heads.
"Today is Chinese New Year's Eve." Xiao Mo slowly said this answer.
"Is it New Year's Eve today?" Wang Yi and the others looked at each other in astonishment, and then sighed in unison:
"Hey, it doesn't matter how much it doesn't matter if it's over the New Year. Not to mention that I am trapped here now and can't get out, even if I really get out. I'm afraid I won't feel any New Year's flavor. ”
"It's not like this, since I grew up, the Chinese New Year has become the same as usual, just a few more words of nagging from my parents. It's just a comparison between old classmates. ”
Wang Yiyi said this with emotion, and suddenly the conversation changed:
"But now that I think about it, it's better to be bored, boring is boring. At least you don't have to worry about living. used to live a miserable and blind life, but I don't know when it became so luxurious.
It seems that life still has to be carried out under contrast, and if you don't compare with the bad, you will never know how happy you are. ”
"People have to look forward, but life has to look down, so that they can be happy." Li Sixuan smiled bitterly, and then remembered his poor life experience.
"Don't and don't be pessimistic. Everyone's fate is different, but at least we have the right and the ability to cherish the present. Just like now, we can sit together, talk, drink together, and that's happiness. ”
Xiao Mo forced a smile, but his heart was empty, because there were more people than now.
Originally, Mu Xue, Wen Qiayun, and Li Shuai ...... None of them should have left.
The chef came out of the kitchen with two steaming plates of dishes, both large and stewed.
"Wait a minute, everyone, there are a few more dishes, and they will be ready soon."
The chef walked briskly into the kitchen again.
Everyone looked at the back of the chef who disappeared, and then heard Bai Yimei say abruptly:
"Does it make sense for him to live here alone? What is the difference between this and waiting for death? ”
"Wouldn't it be nice to be alive?" Li Sixuan couldn't help but clench Chen Cheng's palm.
"I'm afraid of death, who knows, anyway, if it's me, if I want to wait here alone for death, I definitely can't stand it."
Wang Yiyi shook his head one by one, also expressing understanding.
"Everybody has everybody's thoughts, we didn't go through his life, so any comment would be unfair to him. In any case, daring to survive alone is a very respectable thing in itself. Let's not judge. ”
Hearing Xiao Mo stop it, Bai Yimei and the others stopped talking, and waited for a few other dishes to be served.
After waiting for about six or seven minutes, the chef brought the rest of the dishes together. Judging from his simple smile, he was very happy that everyone could come here to eat.
The dishes have been served, and after eating two bites of food, everyone drank directly from bottle to bottle.
Although Xiao Mo's previous alcohol consumption was not good, after a period of exercise, although it was still not enough to drink, it was no problem to drink five or six bottles.
There are not so many words to say, they put a qiē emotion, a qiē words in the wine. Whether there is a story here or not, they just tilt their heads and pour wine down their throats.
Bottle after bottle poured.
The chef sat and watched them, and after a while, he couldn't bear the loneliness and took out a bottle of liquor, unscrewed the lid and swallowed a few sips. With the spicy wine in his stomach, his eyes were uncontrollably covered with a layer of tears. (To be continued......)