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"Ah~~~~ I can't take it anymore!" Yu Xiaochuan poured out a full glass of wine, and lay down on the bar counter.

anxiety.

He took out his mobile phone, flipped through the address book, found a number and dialed it.

"Closing business tonight?" Song Yiwen was told such a thing as soon as he entered the door.

"Ah, I'm sorry!" Yu Xiaochuan held up his mobile phone with an embarrassed expression on his face, "I was about to call you, but you came here."

"What's wrong?" Song Yiwen asked.

"Well, I'm going to the tribal bar in the new area to learn from my old good friends. The wine I made recently to prepare for the exam is always very unsatisfactory, so the situation is not optimistic." Yu Xiaochuan wrote , Put your bag on your back and lock the door.

"I'll go with you," Song Yiwen said.

"Hey?"

"It's all here. Besides, there's nothing else tonight." Maybe there might be a clue to the shadow trade, and Song Yiwen decided that he insisted on going with such an idea.

And the hope was in vain.

Horde is a disco, with the same listing and operation procedures as FL, and most importantly, it has nothing to do with Zhiying.

As soon as he entered the door, there was an overwhelming sound of happy music, which made Song Yiwen feel nauseous for a moment.

Yu Xiaochuan went to the round bar to look for his bartender friend.

"Chuan'er! I can't even recognize you! You've lost so much weight!" The bartender friend laughed loudly, shouting loudly to cover the deafening music, "Come in!" Baffle, "It's easy to get excited here! I believe you will have more good inspiration!"

Yu Xiaochuan got in without hesitation. Under the illumination of the overhead light, his skin was so fair that it almost glowed.

Song Yiwen walked around the disco, but did not find any suspicious person who seemed to come to meet.This time, I probably thought too much.Song Yiwen shook his head with a helpless wry smile, and was about to go to the bar to talk to Yu Xiaochuan, planning to go back first.

At some point in front of the bar, there was already a circle of drinkers sitting around, it was extremely crowded and the water could not get through.

Song Yiwen looked across the crowd and the focus of everyone's eyes was Yu Xiaochuan who was concentrating on bartending.

Strange, had he been this good-looking before?

The white sweater on his body seemed a bit too big, and it wrapped loosely around his silhouette.Because he was always busy without stopping, fine sweat oozes from his forehead, dripping down his slightly flushed cheeks, like a silent temptation.

Compared with the tall and burly figure of the bartender friend beside Xiaochuan, Yu Xiaochuan looks particularly petite and weak.If his friend with tattooed arms is compared to street gangsters and delinquent youths, then his appearance is as well-behaved and honest as a Miyoshi student.

Maybe that's why he's so popular.After all, in a noisy and chaotic place like a disco, it is very difficult to meet someone with such a refreshing atmosphere.

A drinker leaned forward wobbly, stuffed the pink banknotes into the collar of Yu Xiaochuan's sweater, then caressed his shoulders and arms seemingly unintentionally, and then withdrew his hand without hesitation.

The other drinker stumbled to his feet, and similarly stuffed the banknotes, but dishonestly walked around behind Yu Xiaochuan and patted him, giving a hint of unknown meaning.Yu Xiaochuan was calm and calm without panic, and avoided it calmly, and continued talking and laughing.

What the hell is this a cowboy's shop? !Song Yiwen immediately became angry.And it's fine that these fucking drinkers are women, but all of them are men. What kind of weird hobby is this? !

"Thank you, buddy! Not only are my thoughts flowing tonight, but I'm also embarrassed to have received so many tips." In the middle of the night, Yu Xiaochuan left through the back door, turned around and thanked his farewell friends.

"What's so embarrassing, you came today, and we have sold a lot of wine! If you have time in the future, we will come again. It's a mutually beneficial business. If you don't do it, don't do it for nothing." The friend said with a smile.

"Don't come here again." Walking on the deserted street, the moonlight was cold.Song Yiwen said suddenly.

"Huh?" Yu Xiaochuan was a little puzzled, and turned to look at him.

"I said don't come here again," Song Yiwen stopped, slightly annoyed, "Didn't you see that they are all taking advantage of you? There is nothing good here."

"That's what disc bars are like." Yu Xiaochuan shrugged and didn't care, "Only if you let the drinkers like you, your wine will sell well and you will have extra income. You have stayed in FL for a long time , thinking that bars all over the world are like cafes or dessert shops, in fact, tribes are the true portrayal of bars.”

Song Yiwen wasn't listening carefully, his attention was attracted by Yu Xiaochuan's collarbone that seemed to be hidden from the collar of his sweater.

Why did this kid lose weight inexplicably?

He thought to himself, thinking that Yu Xiaochuan had always cared about the phrase "fatty" scolded by the drinkers when he was making trouble before, so he became like this.

"You've lost a lot of weight recently," Song Yiwen said, "Actually, you don't need to care about what others say to change yourself, you're already perfect." Consoled in this way, he felt that the clumsy words might not convey the meaning, and he frowned angrily.

Yu Xiaochuan shook his head: "No, I know what I am, and I also know that some goals may not be achieved in my life, but this does not stop me from becoming a better self."

Those goals are ethereal and illusory.those goals.Like worthy of you.For example, let you like me as I like you.

Yu Xiaochuan's back looks a bit sentimental.But he didn't realize that he was able to stand side by side with Song Yiwen, but it didn't make people feel out of harmony.

But he didn't realize that Song Yiwen was alone with him in this moonlit, cold street with no one around, using a worrying and reproachful tone, tactfully expressing his thoughts that he hadn't even been aware of.

Naturally, Song Yiwen didn't read from the thoughts of the biography, he just secretly admired the tenacity and persistence of the biography, as well as his extraordinarily strong heart.

The autumn insects chirped continuously, and under the dim streetlights, the shadows of the two people were stretched very long.