Professional Red Thread Cutting [Quick Transmigration]

Yuan Feibai packed himself up and went out. Even though it was a holiday, the number of vehicles on the road increased instead of decreasing, and even got stuck on the road for more than an hour before arriving at Feiye.

Feiye, which has not opened, is dark and quiet. It is absolutely sound-proof and light-proof. Even with the headlights turned on, it still feels messy and cold.

The dance floor, tables and chairs... leaning against the fence on the second floor, the sound of a light touch there is enough to resonate with a very clear echo.

The layout of Feiye is a bit different from the past, the colorful lights are hung densely, and the equipment has also been replaced with newer ones, just waiting for the band to play at night.

Although I have spent every year here in the past, there are very few people who come so early. It is not as lively as before, and it seems to be empty and only I am left alone.

The phone vibrated slightly, Yuan Feibai took out the phone, and a familiar message page sent a photo, which was a row of dumplings, with the text: pork and green onion stuffing.

The dumplings are neatly arranged, with thin skin and round belly, which is delicious at first glance.

Yuan Feibai just watched, but didn't reply. After a while, another message came from there: How long will it be?It's time to send a message.

The fingers that were originally resting on it couldn't help it a bit, he took a deep breath, stretched his fingers into the pocket, and paused when he touched the empty place.

At that moment just now, the craving for cigarettes that he hadn't had for a long time suddenly surged up, making his hands itchy and his throat dry.

Yuan Feibai: Well, I see.

Shen Chun's message came quickly: Are you on the way?

Yuan Feibai typed: stop at the service area to rest for a while, and leave in a while.

Shen Chun: Drive slowly.

Yuan Feibai smiled: Got it.

The same thing likes to be told repeatedly, it seems very nagging, maybe such a seldom-spoken person repeatedly told, but he has an inexplicable sense of comfort and accomplishment.

They didn't chat much, but Yuan Feibai's lonely mood eased a lot. He lay down in the quiet box with his clothes on, his mobile phone next to his hand, and the extremely quiet environment directly ignited the drowsiness. He closed his eyes gently, Shensi didn't know when she fell into the unknown.

When the loud music sounded vaguely, Yuan Feibai blinked his sore eyes, stood up and looked out of the glass window, more brilliant lights than before came in, the music continued, and the noise was even worse than before.

He picked up the phone that fell to the ground when he got up, and when he pressed it, he found that the battery was dead because the screen was always on.

Putting the phone in his pocket, Yuan Feibai tidied up his hair casually and walked out of the box. The deafening music accompanied by cheers rushed towards him, as if it could shake out layers of sound waves in the air.

"Boss! When did you come here?" The passing waiter asked in surprise.

"I came here before, just do your work." Yuan Feibai walked towards the fence, the specially hired band sang on the stage, the bouncing crowd was crazy and lively, the smell of alcohol and perfume was rampant, more cathartic than ever before, It seems that he wants to fill the emptiness in his heart with such a powerful gesture.

Yuan Feibai went down the stairs and walked towards the bar through the edge of the crowd. Countless men and women cast their eyes on him, and even surrounded him intentionally or unintentionally.

"Boss, what do you want?" the bartender asked.

"A glass of Bloody Mary." Yuan Feibai sat on the chair there.

"Okay, wait a moment." The bartender skillfully showed off his skills, attracting more people to watch.

"Original boss, it's been a long time since you came out to play." A man leaned against the bar and said.

Yuan Feibai hadn't seen anyone yet, but he had already smelled the strong scent of perfume. He looked at the heavily made-up man next to him and said, "Just drink a glass of wine."

"Didn't you always drink Xuefei Forest in the past? How did you change to Bloody Mary today? Are you in a bad mood?" The man asked a little closer.

"This is not Chinese New Year, red, festive."

Yuan Feibai moved aside and said, "Don't get so close to me, I spray too much perfume, it gives me a headache."

The man was stunned for a moment, but he was not angry: "You are still so straightforward."

Yuan Feibai was noncommittal, the other party was a frequent visitor here, and his family had a small amount of money, but he was very thick-skinned. Although he could not fight back when he was beaten, he could not fight back when he was scolded, and his temperament was also different from person to person.

"I want something to drink, please." Yuan Feibai said.

"You really know how to hit a stick and then give a sweet date, but that's exactly what I will do." The man smiled, "Come have an ocean romance."

"A glass of ocean romance." Yuan Feibai said.

His Bloody Mary was brought up first, and the rich and bright red color looked extraordinarily beautiful in a crystal cup, and when he picked it up, it even attracted a few whistles.

Yuan Feibai casually turned to the dance floor, looking at those provocative dancing postures and gazes, he felt a long-lost feeling.

"Original Boss, are you tired of your original partner?" The man next to him took the wine glass and turned around as well.

"How is it possible?" Yuan Feibai gave him a supercilious look.

"I think so too. Why is that face and figure at the level of Tiancai? Many people are staring at it." The man shook the ice in the glass and said ambiguously, "Then you are tired of eating today and want to change the taste?"

"That's not true." Yuan Feibai said, sipping his drink, "It's just drinking."

"He didn't accompany you on New Year's Eve." The man laughed, "This is my boyfriend's negligence."

"You know what a fart." Yuan Feibai looked at him and said, "He is filial and stays with his parents at home. Unlike us, we might as well stay here when we get home."

He wanted to use the liveliness here to fill the loneliness in his heart, but the more lively the place was, the deeper the feeling of loneliness would be, just like eating candy can't relieve the pain in his heart, and the excitement of others has nothing to do with him.

"I know I'm helping you find an excuse. The original boss is really stuck." The man said.

"It's not something to be ashamed of getting stuck in." Yuan Feibai said while sipping his wine.

Even if Shen Chun was not by his side, that person filled him with a sense of security.

The phone in his pocket vibrated, and Yuan Fei Bai Hang took out the phone, and unexpectedly received several MMS messages from an unfamiliar number.

This thing has not been used for many years, but there are not many scruples with pictures attached.

It was a photo of Shen Chun and Qi Lei meeting, some standing and talking together, some sitting together drinking coffee, and even one supporting the other.

One by one, one by one, his eyelashes are slightly drawn, but his fingers are constantly flipping.

Some of the photos were clear, while others were a bit blurry, obviously taken by someone secretly.

The noisy voice faded away in an instant, Yuan Feibai turned around for a while, put away his phone, drank most of the wine left in the glass, turned to look at the bar and said, "Have another drink."

"Boss, this wine has a lot of stamina," said the bartender.

"I know my own amount." Yuan Feibai pushed the cup over and said, "Just adjust it."

"Boss, have you encountered something unhappy?" The man next to him asked.

"What unpleasant things can happen to me?" Yuan Feibai took a deep breath and said, "Is there any smoke?"

"Yes, it is said that you have quit smoking?" said the man next to him.

"Suddenly want to smoke." Yuan Feibai said.

The man handed over a cigarette, and Yuan Feibai had just put it on his lips when the other party leaned over and lit it.

The cigarette butts flickered, a familiar yet unfamiliar smell filled the mouth, and the smoke was spit out, directly blurring the dance floor, and also imbued the already charming face with more ambiguity.

At a table by the dance floor, a girl looked at the bar and said, "Hey, Xiang Yuan, is that Shen Chun's boyfriend?"

Li Xiangyuan looked at her fingers and said, "It seems to be true."

The slender man half sitting on the extremely high bar chair,

The flickering and smoky space was full of temptation, and it had a completely different feeling from when they met that day. It also made a familiar picture flash in Li Xiangyuan's mind, but he couldn't remember where he saw it.

"Original boss, would you like a drink?" A woman with an extremely enchanting figure walked over on the dance floor and asked.

"I'm not interested in women." Yuan Feibai looked at her and said, "Purely gay."

"But I'm interested in you." The woman's finger stretched over, trying to touch his chin, "If you don't like women, it's because you haven't tried it. In fact, women are more comfortable to hold than men. Turn off the light and think with your lower body That's it."

Yuan Feibai crossed her fingers, took the cigarette from his lips, and gently exhaled the smoke, "Get lost."

With a soft sound, the woman's complexion changed drastically, and she left with a bit of anger.

"The original boss is really ruthless." The man next to him said.

"She is a guest, and I am the boss. There is only money between us, not affection." Yuan Feibai took the newly mixed wine and drank it.

"Shen Chun is not here, is it okay for him to drink like this?" Liu Tingting looked there, her cheeks were slightly red.

The smell of alcohol here is reeking, and when stepping into this kind of place for the first time, some things will make people feel embarrassed.

"Let me ask Brother Shen." Li Xiangyuan took out his phone and squeezed it.

Li Xiangyuan: Brother Shen, did you come to Feiye with your boyfriend?

Shen Chun looked at the phone, his eyes narrowed slightly: It's not for nothing that he went back to his hometown.

Li Xiangyuan: No.

At the same time, there is also a photo attached, even if the lights are dim, you can still see the figure standing at the bar in the distance clearly, he is smoking a cigarette, and there is a man beside him who is talking intimately, romantic and casual.

[Host, you won't cheat in vain. ] 521 said hastily.

[He smokes. 】Shen Chun got up from the dinner table and said, "I have to leave beforehand."

521: […]

It's really not a good habit to keep your promises. I mourn for nothing.

"I just came here, what's the rush for the Chinese New Year?" Gan Li asked.

"It's very urgent." Shen Chun picked up his coat and turned around, "I'll treat you to dinner next time."

"Oh, okay, you have to deal with it first." Gan Li finished speaking behind him, and the figure had disappeared.

"What's the rush?" said the person next to him, "It looks like he's still angry."

"I didn't bring my partner, maybe my partner lost his temper." Gan Li raised his glass and said, "Okay, leave him alone, as long as we eat and drink well."

When Shen Chun drove away, Feiye's music finally came to an end, and when a new percussion sound sounded, several people walked by the side of Yuan Feibai.

"Brother Yuan is very elegant today." The man tapped his injured finger and said. "Give me a glass of his, too."

"I'm in a good mood." Yuan Feibai looked at the other party and said.