When the mirror ends

There was some hustle and bustle in the bar, the aroma of various wines filled the air, and there was some gravity.

These gravitational forces attract people to indulge and indulge themselves constantly.The usually restrained staff couldn't help but drink one cup after another. What they drank was both wine and depression.

Of course, the people here are not all sober, and some people just come here to have a drink and relax for a while.Anyway, the music here is good.

Usually the store plays the song list set in advance by the boss, but there are exceptions, such as when a girl arrives.

When the girls come, the boss will personally mix drinks for the guests, and the girls will sing on the small stage in the bar.The songs I sing are basically European and American music, but most of them are songs in the boss's playlist.

The girl is very beautiful, but no one provokes her, probably because the guests think she has a close relationship with the boss, otherwise, why would the boss only serve drinks at the bar when the girl is singing?There, you can see everything in the bar.

From where Peng Zefeng was sitting, he could clearly see the small table and the bar.

He has been here three nights in a row because the wine here is pretty good.As for the seats, I just chose the place where I can get the most information on the spot out of habit.

In fact, Peng Zefeng doesn't like drinking, but there is one thing that makes him feel troublesome.And he can't think about that in places he's familiar with, because in those places he feels surrounded by him.

His breath is everywhere.

Really... don't add to his reluctance.

"What? I saw that you have been drinking here for three nights. Do you have any troubles?" The boss left the bar and came across from Peng Zefeng with two glasses of wine. One was placed in front of him and the other in front of himself. Take advantage of the situation and sit down.

"It's nothing."

Peng Zefeng thought about a question on the first night, is it the girl or the boss who will come to talk to him first?He thought the girl was more likely because she stared at him for a long time, and the boss was very serious about mixing drinks for the guests all night.

It's just that the girl didn't come for the next two nights, but the boss showed up.

Now came to his table with wine.

The boss chuckled, "I thought you liked my wine, and you also had a crush on me."

"I'm not the kind of person who likes a work and has a good impression of its author, but I'm interested in his other works." Peng Zefeng picked up his glass and touched it with the boss, "Thank you liquor."

"Oh~" The boss looked very happy, "Then we can talk about wine."

"Not interested, don't want to spend time on it."

The boss was interrupted again, he was silent for a while, and then said: "Maybe I should let Xiao Xiao come?"

"Who is that?" Peng Zefeng asked.

Retiring despite difficulties does not exist in the boss's world. He answered Peng Zefeng's question, "The girl who sings. I noticed that you sometimes look at her, although your eyes stay on me... no, more time at the bar. "

"No need." Peng Zefeng was still very indifferent.

"You're so cold...but you look so good when you're expressionless." The boss stretched out his hand, but Peng Zefeng avoided it.

"...Are you busy?" Peng Zefeng felt that a person who was nearly 30 years old had nothing to flirt with, or did the boss like older people?

"It's okay, don't you think it's normal to see someone who is interested take the initiative? Since you are not interested in a beautiful girl like Xiao Xiao, then try with me..."

Before the boss finished speaking, he was interrupted by Peng Zefeng, "Let's not talk about my sexual orientation..."

"I will never be tempted by you. No one will like him when he knows that the other person is not a good person from the beginning. Besides, your eyes tell me that only you are important to you, and everything else is for fun. .And that ruthlessness, I don't want to suffer."

After finishing speaking, Peng Zefeng drank the wine in the glass and prepared to pay the bill.

"Wait a minute, leave a call. I know that giving you a business card will definitely be thrown away, so let me save a number in your phone?"

There was no response, and the boss followed him all the way to the door.Abnormal behavior attracted most of the attention in the bar, some showed sympathetic eyes, some were purely probing, and some were chatting.

"I didn't bring my mobile phone." Peng Zefeng responded at the door of the bar.

The boss was very dissatisfied when he heard Peng Zefeng's answer, "Hey, hey, let's get over it. It's better to refuse directly than to tell such clumsy lies."

Peng Zefeng didn't care about the change in the other party's attitude. It would be best if a simple explanation could solve the problem, "Bring a mobile phone, my little... my family will come to find it, it's very troublesome."

"You're not wearing a ring."

"So what?"

Although the boss put on a smile again, what he said was really not friendly, "Keep drinking, or you won't be able to get out of this street. If you have inquired or paid attention, you should know that anyone who makes Xiao Xiao's idea or refuses me What's going to happen?"

"Are you threatening me?"

This is a new feeling for Peng Zefeng, because the complexity of his social circle is limited to the complexity of patients, and they will not threaten him so blatantly. .This is the first time that "If you don't obey me, I will make you miserable" is clearly conveyed like this.

"You can understand it that way," said the boss.

An unknown smile flashed in Peng Zefeng's eyes, "Okay." Then with a smile on the corner of his mouth, he followed the boss back to his original position.

Originally, he thought it was for the sake of drinking, and he didn't want to meddle in other people's business, but now he didn't return the threat, as if he was sorry for his kindness.

"You can call me Guixuan, I allow you to call me that." The boss tossed the wine in his hand high, and then put the shaker behind his back, showing off his moves one after another, "To show my sincerity , I decided to make a special wine for you."

"Really? I'm looking forward to it." Peng Zefeng felt that Guixuan's movements were pleasing to the eye. Since the other party didn't find it troublesome, he just watched it.

Gui Xuan put a glass of wine with a blue bottom layer, a pink middle layer, and a golden top layer in front of Peng Zefeng, and then dripped a drop of red liquid. The whole glass of wine immediately seemed to be covered with mist, and the layers were no longer so obvious, but There is no mixing between the colors, and the colors are still bright. The lines they interweave are actually Σ'αγαπ in Greek.

This really opened Peng Zefeng's eyes. Such clear Greek was actually written with wine.He didn't pick up the wine immediately, but looked carefully, and then reached into his pocket, but he didn't take out anything.

"So honey, aren't you going to tell me your name?" Gui Xuan also mixed a glass for himself, without showing off, just mixing it in an ordinary way.

Peng Zefeng picked up the wine and took a sip, the taste was better than expected, "What do you want to call me?"

"Well... let me think about it," Guixuan looked at Peng Zefeng drinking, "but my dear, it really doesn't seem like you don't like to play. You seem to have practiced it many times even when drinking. To find the most attractive angle."

Peng Zefeng put down his drink, propped his chin with one hand, and looked at Guixuan with a half-smile, "Isn't beauty in the eye of the beholder?"

Gui Xuan smiled and did not answer, but took another unopened bottle of wine from the counter, "Another glass?"

"Okay."

After several glasses of wine, Peng Zefeng's face was stained pink, but his eyes were still clear.Gui Xuan is still the same as before, even though he also drank the same wine as Peng Zefeng.

"Want to sing?" Gui Xuan pointed to the small table in the bar.

"I want to hear you sing, Guixuan."

General, they are singing battle songs, would you like to see them?

No more.

The war is over, this is the last time to sing the battle hymn, if you don't go there is no chance.

Ghost Xuan.

General?

I want to hear you sing, Guixuan.

Guixuan broke away from his memories, and when he saw Peng Zefeng again, he felt that he was indeed very similar to the general.

Obviously not alone, but said the same thing.

This also keeps people from being teased.

"What do you want to hear?"

"It will be all right."

"Then... it doesn't matter if you don't understand?"

Gui Xuan felt that he might be dazed, what was he expecting?The general is gone, and the person in front of him is just one of the general's many shadows. How could he feel about Daza's battle song?Like other shadows, he may be discovered by the world consciousness and then excluded at any time.

"Ah."

Peng Zefeng watched Guixuan approaching Xiaotai step by step, his mind was in chaos.

Are you drunk?

No, I shouldn't drink so badly.

Peng Zefeng shook his head and signaled the bartender next to him to give him some ice cubes. He tossed two into his mouth, chewed them up, and swallowed them, finally sobering up a lot.

Over there, Guixuan adjusted the microphone and smiled at him.

He had no accompaniment.

a cappella.

As he said, Peng Zefeng didn't understand at all.

It doesn't even belong to any of the seven major language families in the world, but it gives Peng Zefeng a sense of familiarity, or what he feels familiar with is the former him.

The inner plain was trembling, and the rooms were not stable.

For a moment, he felt like he was on the battlefield.

The wind was mixed with the smell of blood, and there was a faint smell of rust in his mouth.

"The continuation of the glory and the dream / the bloody rebirth of the battlefield / the blooming of life / the eternal hope... I have been waiting for a long time / peace."

Before Peng Zefeng could react, he followed Gui Xuan to the end of the song, and Gui Xuan was equally as surprised as him.

I/he can understand.

The taste of rust in his mouth disappeared, but Peng Zefeng remembered the lyrics.

Why do I know this song?

My blood seemed to be boiling, clamoring for something.

Peng Zefeng's hair is windless and automatic, and his eyes are changing between the two colors of pitch black and gold. He opened his mouth to speak but made no sound. The shape of his mouth seemed to say:

I can't be found yet.

Guixuan wanted to go back to Peng Zefeng to find out the situation, but was blocked by the guests in the bar. They also thought it was strange. On that "road".

If it goes on like this, something will happen.

Guixuan didn't want to cause turmoil here, and he didn't want anything to happen to Peng Zefeng either.

Damn!

Guixuan pushed aside the people and squeezed towards Peng Zefeng.

Before Peng Zefeng's breath could be released further, a black shadow quickly passed through the crowd and jumped onto Peng Zefeng's knee.

The author has something to say:

In my early years, I wrote lyrics without any rhyme orz, and the Greek word means "I love you".