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Song Yiwen rushed into the house, put the medicine in the living room, and went to pour water for Yu Xiaochuan.

"Is it better?" asked with concern.

Yu Xiaochuan lay facing the wall, with his back to Song Yiwen: "After a nap, the fever seems to subside."

"Get up and take your medicine."

Yu Xiaochuan turned around and sat up slowly, and took the pill and warm water from Song Yiwen's hand.

Song Yiwen stretched out his hand to feel the temperature on Yu Xiaochuan's forehead, and it was indeed not as hot as before, so he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Yu Xiaochuan swallowed the medicine quietly and returned the cup to Song Yiwen.

"Go on and sleep." Song Yiwen closed the door for Yu Xiaochuan.

I always feel that my face is a little weird, probably because of my illness.Song Yiwen thought about it and didn't pay much attention to it.He retreated to the living room and picked up the mobile phone that had been forgotten on the tea table.

It's just time to go out and buy some medicine, did you miss the Boss' call by coincidence?

Song Yiwen's expression quickly turned grim, and he opened the unread text message without saying a word, urging him to return to the organization as soon as possible to report the progress of Zhiying's recent suspicious actions.

When it was mentioned three months ago that he would go to Italy, he originally thought that Boss would refuse, but unexpectedly agreed. Boss may think that the people from FL suddenly went abroad to engage in illegal trade in hidden strongholds overseas. At this time, he sent people to follow up. Once the speculation is established, it will be a major breakthrough.

However, Yu Xiaochuan did not lie.During the three-month bartending training, there were no changes of unknown significance at all, which was enough for Song Yiwen to search for clues and go back to work.

And this trip, Song Yiwen never thought it was a waste of time.Seeing Yu Xiaochuan's bartending, unconsciously became a kind of enjoyment.

How much has this kid improved, and how many original works have he created?

Thinking of this, Song Yiwen put down his phone, walked to the partition of the dining room, and picked up Yu Xiaochuan's notebook.

It records the raw material ratio of all the wines developed by Yu Xiaochuan from the time he first came to the present.

The first work is Icerose. Song Yiwen smiles when he thinks of the popularity of this drink in Morfair.At the corner of the note, there is a mark made by Yu Xiaochuan with a red pen, stating that the sugar content has been reduced from 80% to 65%.

For the second work, Song Yiwen turned back a few pages and found Longwayhome.The tip of the tongue instantly recalled the clear and refreshing taste, all the way down the throat, the lonely touch clearly contained small happiness.

Then there was Ocean'snight, the scene where the two chose the same name tacitly, and they couldn't help laughing every time they thought about it.

Victoria, with its gorgeous and diverse colors like a visual feast, is not only very popular with ladies who come for entertainment, but even male drinkers prefer to have a little bit of novelty.As for the taste, Song Yiwen thought about it, but it was not as ostentatious as the color, but as dull as clear water.Is it to express the meaning of peace and prosperity?Could it be that Yu Xiaochuan understood peace as peace, and chose to let alcohol lose its place in this cup?

Song Yiwen continued to look at it, and the next cup was called Eve, which had an unusual color and taste.This work was controversial when it was born.Song Yiwen felt that the color should be darker to herald the coming dawn.But Yu Xiaochuan doesn't think so. He insists that before all the good and bad things happen, they are too ordinary and without warning. In this way, when the unexpected disaster or the sudden joy comes, there will be a violent shock. Bring in emotion.Song Yiwen shook his head helplessly, Yu Xiaochuan was sometimes very stubborn when it came to bartending.

The work of Yesterday, at first, seemed to be created for the sake of perfunctory.Song Yiwen took a gulp and almost spit it out.Strong and bitter, difficult to swallow.He pushed back the cup, wanting to tell Yu Xiaochuan that he regretted the failure of this attempt, but he saw a glass of cold boiled water that Yu Xiaochuan had already prepared.Despite the doubts in his heart, Song Yiwen still drank the clear water, and immediately the lingering fragrance spread from the root of his tongue, and the whole mouth was full of fragrance.It was a miraculous glass of wine. Song Yiwen studied the recipe in the notebook, trying to find out the difference, but the raw materials were ordinary, and he couldn't help but sigh that Xiaozhuan's craftsmanship was getting more and more exquisite.

The record stops here.In three months, six works have been created, which can be regarded as a lot of achievements.

Song Yiwen wanted to put it back in the notebook, but suddenly turned back a few pages like a ghost, and found that Yu Xiaochuan had simply written two lines of English.

Onions.

Uranus.Strikethrough it, and write Unicorn next to it.But crossed out again, and chose Uglybaby again, but it was still difficult to escape the fate of crossing out.

It is obvious that Yu Xiaochuan fell into a bottleneck in the process of naming the wine.Is this kid so obsessed with the letter U?Can't understand him.

He shook his head with a wry smile, but froze in place the next second.

He flipped through the notebook again in panic, over and over again, until he was completely convinced of his conjecture.

It turned out to be the case.

It turned out to be so.

He slumped down on the dining chair by the dining table, covered his face with his hands, and laughed dumbly.

Homecoming is imminent.

Yu Xiaochuan was busy with the final assessment of the training course, while Song Yiwen followed Molisa's list and replaced her in shopping and shopping in the bustling business district.

This day Song Yiwen returned to the apartment with a lot of bags and saw Yu Xiaochuan packing his suitcase.

"Is the assessment over?"

"Ah."

"Is it all right?"

"Okay."

He didn't turn his head back, and there was a little indifference in his words.Song Yiwen didn't notice anything unusual, he put the shopping bag aside and moved closer to Yu Xiaochuan.

"I'm going back soon. Is there anything you want to buy? I can accompany you out for a walk tomorrow."

Yu Xiaochuan was unusually depressed: "I don't want to move, take an inventory of my belongings, it's almost time to go back."

Song Yiwen no longer forced himself, let him alone, got up and started to take care of his things.

Looking at the pile of clothes and cosmetics piled up like a hill, Song Yiwen's face was darkened, and he regretted agreeing to Molisa's request.With so many things, it seems that they can only be sent.

In the last few days, Yu Xiaochuan stayed quietly in the apartment, watching TV programs, checking the news on his mobile phone, or simply going back to sleep.

The only thing he doesn't want to do is talk to Song Yiwen.Song Yiwen tried to communicate with him, but Yu Xiaochuan always looked unhappy and was lazy to respond.

Song Yiwen mailed the things Molisa wanted, returned to the apartment, and saw Yu Xiaochuan began to pack the bartending supplies, carefully packing them in the suitcase for fear of damage.

"Don't do it anymore?"

"The news came in the morning that the examination was passed," said Yu Xiaochuan, "There is no need to take the make-up examination, and I will be returning to China in a few days, so there is no need to prepare for practice."

"What about the rest?" asked anxiously.

"What's left?"

"Isn't it finished yet? O and U."

Yu Xiaochuan's movements stopped, and a gleam of joy flashed in his eyes.It turned out that he knew all about it.

But his expression soon turned lonely again.He buckled the belt of the suitcase and stood up, with his back to Song Yiwen.

"I don't understand what you're talking about."