Yihuan Drinking Bureau is a collection of stories from Wu Yihuan's bar called "The End of Life", all of which happened before Wu Yihuan was hit and killed by a car.

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Wu Yihuan's End of the World bar often comes to drink people.

Although the purpose of drinking happy wine is to drink fragments, there are two completely different reasons, one is to be proud, and when people are happy, they will float. How to float? drunk so much that you let yourself float; The second is frustration, after feeling a huge sense of frustration, people like to use a lot of alcohol to get themselves high.

And the one who came to drink the wine today was a frustrated woman.

How did Wu Yihuan see it? Originally, she ordered a margarita, but when Wang Hyunxiao was still pouring tequila into the shaker, she suddenly said, "Okay, okay!" Don't tune it up! Do

Julio opens 10 bottles! ”

Hearing her say this, Wu Yihuan immediately made Wang Xun laugh and opened 10 bottles of Tang Julio, and then laughed and prepared to listen to her story with the attributes of central air conditioning: "What's wrong?" Want to get high? ”

The woman tied her waist-length long hair, and the bangs on her forehead were also tied in, looking particularly capable, combined with her white shirt with large pleats and black leggings, she felt like a shrewd and capable OL.

"You're the boss?" When the woman was asking, she clasped her hands in front of her chest, and her capable OL aura was very sufficient.

"Yes, you can call me Yihuan." Wu Yihuan asked for a Sydney martini and was ready to have a long talk with this woman.

The woman looked Wu Yihuan up and down, picked up the wine glass and poured half a glass down, and said after covering her mouth and coughing a few times: "This wine is okay!" Who's that, Yihuan? You have a good atmosphere at this bar, I will come back often in the future. By the way, my name is Seli

a。 ”

"Welcome, welcome, thank you for the show, Seli

a。 Wu Yihuan picked up the wine glass and touched Seli

A's cup, and then took a sip, but the latter drank it all, making Wu Yihuan give a thumbs up.

"Ah——!h It's called Seli

A's woman suddenly raised her head and shouted, Wu Yihuan knew that she was going to start telling the story-

I work as an executive at a company with a seven-figure annual salary, and my ex-husband is a writer whose job is to write novels from home.

It is said that he is quite famous in the local writing circle, and he has published several short stories and long stories, but I really don't know what the names are and how many they are, because I am usually very busy at work, and I have a lot of things to deal with, and I don't pay attention to his manuscript fees.

My ex-husband used to be a middle school teacher, teaching Chinese, and then he was also an amateur writer, and he liked to write, and I met him at a book club.

At that reading meeting, he was the absolute protagonist, and his analysis of the article and his insights into literature really opened the eyes of everyone present, including me.

After the book club, I added his WeChat in vain, because I was really full of him at the time, and I told myself that this was the man I wanted (Wu Yihuan: So you admired him at that time. Seli

a：Be quite！ ）

Then I caught him down, and after a year of dating, we got married.

In the second year after I got married, I came to my current company, and my career was booming, all the way from ordinary staff to middle level, and then from middle level to executive.

In inverse proportion to my better and better career, he complained more and more about the profession of teacher, and he kept telling me that he didn't want to be tied to this profession, that he wanted to be free, and then he quit his job without a word and became a full-time writer.

Originally, I was very angry at him for resigning without consulting me, but later I saw that he was very energetic in writing novels, so I didn't say anything.

After he published a few short stories, his popularity slowly grew, and then his activities gradually increased.

One is signing books for sale, the next is for book friends to meet, the next is for reading clubs, and the next is for creative meetings, but I haven't made much money, but I'm really busy.

I always came home late from overtime and wanted to have a hot meal, but he was writing his novel in the study, and I asked him if he still had food. He told me to eat instant noodles.

Tell me what it's called!

After he published a few novels, the situation became even worse, and sometimes he couldn't see his people at night, and asked him where he was, he said that he was drinking tea and chatting with friends in the circle, at first I thought it was right, he was already a writer with a little fame, he was going out to socialize, and then he found out that his application had gone to other places, and as soon as he went, he went to a week, and he went, and he always lost contact, I called him, and he always said that he was discussing fiercely.

Recently, he went to Shanghai to attend a seminar on a novel called "Club", and he said that he would go for half a month, and I asked him why this seminar took so long.

He said that it was because the original author was invited to this seminar, and the book was one of the top ten bestsellers of 2019 by the New York Times. ）。

I saw that he was convincing, and took out an invitation, and I believed it.

But during the time he went to Shanghai, I found that photos always appeared inexplicably on my ipad at home, and then I took a closer look, and it turned out that this ipad was using the ID of my husband's mobile phone, which means that these photos were synchronized with his ipho

Album in e.

Then I found out that most of these photos are mainly in restaurants, cafes, and bars, and there is no second person, let alone a woman, in these scenes.

But there was a photo where the reflection of the wine glass caught my attention, and I put the glass in this photo to the maximum, and I found that the reflection was a woman! (Wu Yihuan: Niubility!) ）

The woman is facing this wine glass, and she is also holding a wine glass in her hand, and her face is not very clear, because it is not a high-definition photo, and there are not enough pixels.

Then I clicked on this cheap man's circle of friends, and at first glance there was no clue, but on closer inspection, I saw a little way.

Before he went to Shanghai, his circle of friends was at least four pictures and a large paragraph of what he wrote full of positive energy, and he posted one in the breakfast, noon and dinner every day.

But after going to Shanghai, the time of posting in his circle of friends became irregular, sometimes three times a day, sometimes only one every other day, and there were not many texts.

Any idea what that means? It means that he put me with a tag, and then some content is not visible to that tag! (Wu Yihuan: I'm the sun!) You've studied criminal investigation, right? ）

After making sure of these two points, I call him every day, and always choose to update him on my iPad when he is in a restaurant or café.

I asked him what are you doing, dear? He always said that he was discussing topics with foreign authors.

I think it's particularly ridiculous, it seems that the foreign author is a woman, and she likes to discuss it alone with you while drinking.

When he came back from Shanghai, I immediately showed him the photo of the woman on the wine glass that I had enlarged, and asked him why he didn't post it on Moments every morning, noon and evening.

He was shocked by my battle, and immediately coaxed, and immediately admitted that he was going to meet a female book friend.

After my repeated questioning, he admitted that he had slept with her, and I forced him to show me a picture of the woman, and I found that she was not as beautiful as me, her figure was not as good as mine, and her taste in dressing was not as good as mine.

So I asked him, what am I inferior to her, I buy you clothes, buy you bags, you can sleep with such a woman?

He asked me a few questions: Have you read my novel in its entirety? Do you wake up every day and take pictures of the scenery outside your window and share it with me? Will you share your food with me anytime, anywhere? Will you discuss the plot of the novel with me? Would you be moved by the plot of a book and then want me to be moved too? Do you think of me as soon as you hear a song?

He continued, "You always ask where you are eating as soon as you come back?" Where's the drink? Where's the pajamas? Where's the towel? Have you burned the washing water? In your consciousness, I am not a husband, let alone a writer, but a nanny, a nanny! ”

I was angry and went back to my parents' house with the luggage I had already packed.

Do you think there is any truth to what he said, Mr. Yihuan?

Wu Yihuan drank all the wine in the cup and said, "I won't intervene in the affairs between your husband and wife." ”