Chapter 9: With Her in My Heart (2)

At two o'clock in the morning, the bar street by the Yan River is still brightly lit.

In the night bar at the end of the street, a dance music has been finished, the DJ is changing discs, and the men and women dancing on it have already stepped off the stage and flocked to the bar to take their seats.

But on the far left of the bar, there is the largest crowd of people. A handsome man with slightly long bangs and a little narcissistic smile said with a smile: "Everyone has seen tonight's hot search." I, Bo Yan's high school classmate, have been buddies for more than ten years. He said he once liked someone and was dumped. Guys, don't believe me. I tell you, this is not the first time he has been dumped, and tonight is the second time. ”

The drinkers next to him giggled, and no one took the bartender's momentary hi seriously. A young man smiled: "You are Bo Yan's high school classmate, and I am still Xia Siyu's current husband." ”

"I was really his high school classmate. ”

"I'm really her current husband. ”

Zhen-Xia Siyu's current husband suddenly appeared and startled the bartender. Bo Yan changed into a jacket, a baseball cap, and a pair of big black-rimmed glasses on his face. In the dimly lit bar, little attention was drawn.

VIP room.

The bartender entered the door with a plate, and Bo Yan sat comfortably on the sofa looking at his phone, his long legs overlapping comfortably. The jacket on his body had been unzipped and the white shirt inside had been unbuttoned. When he heard the bartender coming in, he didn't raise his head, but just stretched out his hand, and the gesture meant: bring the wine.

The bartender asked, "Can you drink?" and you have an announcement tomorrow, right?

Bo Yan still didn't reply, and his fingers moved in mid-air.

The bartender poured him a glass of whiskey speechlessly, and according to his preference, he took two ice cubes from the ice bucket and handed the glass to him. Bo Yan took it and shook the wine glass gently. The amber liquor swayed in the glass, and the ice cubes inside were like crystals, making a crisp sound as he swayed.

He picked up his glass and drank it down. When you finish drinking, stretch your hand forward, which means: pour another glass.

The disgust on the bartender's face was even stronger, and he was full of unhappiness again.

Bo Yan drank it again and let out a long breath. But the gloomy color between the eyebrows did not stretch, as if it was more condensed.

The bartender poured himself a glass and took a sip. As soon as he finished drinking, he began to complain: "If you come over in the future, can you notify me in advance? You are a bit famous now, and I am not prepared for such a surprise attack." If someone recognizes it again and causes some kind of riot, I won't be able to do business at night?"

Bo Yan raised his eyes: "That's it?"

"What do you mean by that? My business is very good, okay! At two o'clock in the middle of the night, the location of the pier is not very good, is it good to have this kind of attendance?" The bartender drank all the wine in the glass unconvinced, poured it for him, and poured a glass himself, "I said, how can I be in the mood to come over for a drink today? Was it stimulated by someone? She said that cooperation is impossible to cooperate, and it is impossible to cooperate with you in this life?"

Bo Yan ignored him, finished drinking, picked up chopsticks, took a peanut, and chewed it gently in his mouth.

The bartender also threw a peanut into his mouth, and said vaguely while eating: "Or did she make you unhappy about her scandal two days ago?"