The cashier couldn't help but slow down, she listened for a while, and then she heard clearly that he was reading in Chinese: "Xiao Yi, Xiao Yi ......"

Is he calling a man's name?

It is said that the name he calls out when he is drunk is deep love, so Xiao Yi, is it the girl he loves deeply?

Women are naturally curious about emotional matters, and the cashier couldn't help but turn his head and glance at the man lying on the table a few more times.

The light in the corner of the bar was dim and dark, and she couldn't see his face clearly, but she could feel a heavy grief and sadness emanating from his body.

The cashier quickly walked away and went into the bathroom.

When she turned back to the bar, the first thing she did was look at the table in the corner, the man was gone, and the uncleaned table was full of empty bottles.

The cashier just thought that what had just happened was an episode, and quickly forgot about it and got busy.

At two o'clock in the morning, when the cashier got off work, she went to the lounge at the back, changed into her uniforms, waved goodbye to the bartender, and ran out of the bar.

In a French town late at night, it was raining lightly.

The cashier took an umbrella from her bag, propped it on top of her head, and ran towards the side of the street.

At a glance, the cashier recognized it as the man sitting in the corner of the bar.

He didn't feel like it was raining, and he couldn't move.

The cashier held an umbrella and stared at the man from a distance for a while, and finally walked over with a miraculous step.

Perhaps the man didn't hear the footsteps at all, and the cashier stopped in front of him for a few moments, but he didn't react.

The cashier exclaimed, "Hello? ”

The man remained silent.

Cashier: "Are you okay?" ”

After asking, the cashier saw that the man was still indifferent, so he squatted down, "You ......"

This time, she only said one word, and he raised his head.

Through the streetlight, the cashier saw a handsome and thrilling face, and the words that were about to come out of her mouth suddenly disappeared.

The rain was still falling.

After I don't know how long, a voice came out of the man's mouth: "Xiao Yi......"

The cashier was summoned to recover from his stupor.

Only then did she realize that the man's gaze was staring directly at her.

I don't know if it's her delusion, she feels as if the man is looking at herself, but she feels as if he is not looking at herself.

She "hey" again, and seeing that he didn't react, she raised her hand and shook it in front of him: "What's your name?" ”

He didn't reply to her, and even when she shook in front of him, his eyes didn't blink, still staring fixedly in her direction.

The cashier frowned and couldn't help but glance back, but no one passed by except for the raindrops that kept falling.

The only character is an advertisement for an oriental actress that is constantly playing on the billboard above the bar.

There's nothing to see, why does he keep staring......

The cashier turned his head and couldn't help but ask curiously, "What are you looking at?" ”

The man still didn't reply to her words, but after her voice settled this time, he glanced at her lightly, obviously without any emotion, but it made the cashier clearly feel a taste of rejection thousands of miles away.