When I came outside again, the sky was completely dark, and bright neon lights were shining everywhere in the huge city. Vehicles were running and roaring on the road, as if they were welcoming the arrival of night.

Ai Qiao tightened her coat and stopped a car.

"Go to the Blue Fire Bar, thank you." Ai Qiao sat on the back seat of the car and gently closed the door with her hand.

"Try harder!" The driver sitting in front yelled, startling Ai Qiao who was thinking about something, "The door doesn't work, you have to use a lot of force to close it."

"Oh, good." Ai Qiao smiled awkwardly, and closed the car door forcefully.

The dissatisfied click of the driver's master sounded from the driver's seat.

"You little girls are so small, it's like you haven't eaten!" The driver sighed, unbuckled his seat belt, turned his body in a different direction, lay down on the seat and reached out to close the rear door.

With a bang, Ai Qiao's head slammed, and the momentum she had accumulated with great difficulty was instantly wiped out by the shock.

The driver withdrew his hand, muttered something, put on his seat belt again and started the car.

Ai Qiao shook her head depressingly, and stared at the scenery outside the window in a daze.

Haoji Noodle House, Aishang KTV, Shanshi Hair Design House, 24-hour Convenience Store...and Blue Fire Bar.

Ai Qiao paid the money politely and got out of the car. After arranging her clothes briefly, she closed the car door as hard as she could.

The driver glanced at her unhappily, and muttered, "Damn."

Ai Qiao coughed dryly, and didn't care about anything with him, but her mood, which was not very good, suddenly dropped a notch because of that sentence, and became even worse.

Flammable and explosive.

Ai Qiao fiddled with the hair around her ears, took out her mobile phone from her pocket, and walked into the bar while dialing Liu Meng's number.

"Coming?" Liu Meng was laughing, her tone sounded extremely charming, she was obviously drunk, even to the point of talking to Ai Qiao in the state of dealing with a man.

"Where is it?" Ai Qiao asked her straightforwardly.

"The old place, where we've been sitting." Liu Meng replied with a smile.

"Understood." Ai Qiao nodded, and told her before hanging up the phone, "Don't drink, I'll drink for you later."

Liu Meng didn't answer, wondering if she was listening.

Ai Qiao frowned, pressed the floor where the bar was located, and began to unbutton her coat. The moment the elevator opened, she just took off her coat, revealing a wine-red dress.

The lights in the bar were a little dim, and the flashes flickered back and forth, changing various lights. The music was loud and harsh, but it mobilized the atmosphere very well and covered up some small sounds by the way.

Chen Ming once said that it was the sound of a lonely person crying alone in his heart.

Ai Qiao can be regarded as a regular customer in the bar, so she also met a lot of people. Several men sitting near the door saw her and greeted her by whistling.

When Ai Qiao moved her gaze to his face, she could clearly see a trace of irony from his face, or seven points of irony plus three points of pity.

The relationship between Ai Qiao and Chen Ming is known to many acquaintances, and naturally many people knew about Chen Ming and Ai Qiao's breakup right away, and they even knew about Chen Ming's new girlfriend. Clearly.

With the mentality of watching a play, they are too eager to see Ai Qiao again, and appreciate the expression on her face at this moment by the way.

It must be intriguing to lose one's soul.

But they never thought that Ai Qiao would not give them a chance.

Weakness is for those who love themselves, not for this group of people who want to watch the show, who are not even friends.

Ai Qiao turned her head and smiled at the men, and walked forward as if nothing had happened.

"What's the situation?" There were whispered voices of men discussing behind them, and the tone sounded extremely surprised.

"I don't know." One of them shook his head, frowning and banging the table with his hands, "Why doesn't she look sad at all?"

"Just pretend, pretend." Another man guessed.

"It doesn't look like it... Maybe she already has a relationship outside."

"Oh." The rest of the people made a voice of sudden realization.

Ai Qiao ignored them and walked forward with ease, arriving at the old place Liu Meng mentioned.

A very good location, directly in front of the stage in the bar, you can enjoy the performance on it while drinking.

The first thing Ai Qiao noticed was Liu Meng who was rolling the dice with others. Liu Meng was wearing a low-cut skirt today, and her pair of billowy skirts were skillfully covered under the fabric. With the shaking of her body, she was shaking violently, attracting her attention. Many people's eyes.

Ai Qiao sighed, walked up to Liu Meng and threw the coat on her shoulders.

"Drunkard." Ai Qiao said harshly to her, put the bag aside and sat beside Liu Meng.

"Ai Qiao, you are finally here." Liu Meng put down the dice in her hand, smiled at her a little charmingly, and leaned gently on her shoulder.

"I can't drink anymore, it's your turn." Liu Meng muttered softly.

"Okay, since Ai Qiao has come, I'll let you go!" Wang Min smiled, and raised the dice cup in his hand again, "How many games shall we play, Ai Qiao?"

"Have fun! You won't come until you've been waiting for a long time, play more and drink more!" Others also booed.

There are a total of six so-called other people including Wang Min, most of them are friends Liu Meng met in the hairdressing salon, and they met Ai Qiao a few times in the bar, and they can still chat with each other.

Usually, Ai Qiao would politely decline when their group offered wine. She didn't want to show her drunkenness in front of these unfamiliar friends, not to mention that she had to take care of Liu Meng who would get drunk every time.

But this time the situation is a bit different. Ai Qiao really wanted to get drunk today, relying on the power of alcohol to relieve her nerves that have been in a tense and sensitive state for the past few days.

So she smiled, opened her lips and said, "Okay."

Unexpectedly, she would agree today. Wang Min was a little dazed. After a while, he came back to his senses and laughed and said, "Then I have to play with our little beauty Ai Qiao!"

Ai Qiao didn't speak, just nodded, took the dice cup from Liu Meng's hand, and shook it gently twice in her hand.

"Compared to what?" Ai Qiao asked.

"Easy, Russian roulette." Wang Min replied.

"Understood, let's set the glasses." Ai Qiao said, her eyes glanced at the wine glasses on the table, and the rest of them immediately understood, and quickly took out the glasses.

There are six cups in total, each person holds a dice cup, and a dice is placed in the dice cup.

The gameplay is as follows:

If Ai Qiao is set as Party A, then Wang Min is Party B. After the game starts, Party A will take the lead in shaking points.

If A shakes out a little, fill the first wine glass with wine.Next it is B's turn, and if B shakes out four points, he will fill up the fourth glass.

After a new round begins, if A shakes to one o'clock, he must drink the first glass of wine, and then B shakes, if it is four o'clock, he must drink the fourth glass of wine.and so on.

Like the Russian pistol, gun, and turntable, the comparison is luck. People with good luck can go down a few rounds without drinking a drop, while people with bad luck can drink four or five glasses in a row.

"Ladies first, please invite Ai Qiao first." Wang Min smiled, and stretched out his hand to invite Ai Qiao.

The author has something to say: I think my click seems to be dead_(:з」∠)_

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