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In September, at the tail end of summer, Justin received an invitation to a tasting at his home this Saturday from Jürgen Diem Klinsmann.

There will be a blind tasting session, and guests are required to bring one or two wines by themselves.That day, the weather was fine, Justin finished washing early, picked two bottles of ashes red wine in the kiln, wrapped the bottles with tin foil, and when the appointed time came, he went out with the wine in his arms.

Jurgen's mansion is located at the foot of a hill in the southern outskirts of Hamburg. It looks like a small castle from the outside, and the interior is magnificent.Most of the participants were unfamiliar faces. At the same time, Yule also invited other club members. Justin chatted with them. After a while, the owner came over, thanked the guests, exchanged greetings, looked around, and asked : "Where's Wolfgang?"

When inquiring, Jurgen's eyes fell on Justin. When he was puzzled, Justin shook his head, indicating that he was not clear either.

Jurgen was thoughtful, when the butler walked over quickly and whispered something in his ear, and Jurgen rushed to the main venue.In the following time, Justin kept looking for Wolfe, and in the end he was a little discouraged. Maybe Wolfgang had something to do and missed the appointment.

Today's theme has begun. I saw that the waiters pushed the red wine wrapped in tin foil into the venue with a service cart, placed it on the two long tables in the center of the venue, and poured it into goblets. For a while, the aroma of the wine overflowed The whole venue.

Blind tasters arrived one after another. They held up the wine glass, observed the color by light, stood still and smelled it, shook the glass body, took a few sips, held it between their tongues, let the taste of the red wine stay fully, thought about it, and then drank another glass .

In the end, blind tasters need to check the name of the wine, and those who can accurately report the place of origin and the year of production will get extra points.

The highest level of blind tasting is not knowing any information about the wine in advance, blindfolded, and relying solely on aroma and taste buds to speculate. This is the climax of the wine tasting, and it is also Wolfgang's favorite way to play.

Wolfgang shook hands with Jurgen, took the black ribbon and tied it behind his head.

"Wolfgang!" Justin couldn't help calling out.

Hearing a familiar voice, Wolfgang stopped and looked in the direction of the voice, but his eyes were blindfolded, and he couldn't see anyone at all.But soon, Wolfgang forgot that Justin was impossible to be present. This might be an auditory hallucination.

"The tastings lasted from three in the afternoon until the night, and by the end, everyone was drunk."

Looking around the venue, there were no ladies present, and all of them were men, including the waiters.

The men ate cigars and puffed out the smoke, and the whole venue was filled with choking smoke. Under the drunkenness, several people fell down, and the sound of glass breaking was heard one after another, and the pure white tablecloth was stained red and purple by the wine stains. , the person who stepped forward to help, took advantage of the opportunity and let out bursts of laughter.

Justin's head was swollen, he was indeed incapable of drinking, the scene in the hall began to whirl, like a maze, he fled to this place, on the semi-dark corridor, a man leaned on another man, they murmured love words, Tongue kisses from time to time.Justin hurriedly looked away, staggered back and walked back. In the venue, on the gold silk carpet, drunk men were lying down and tearing each other's clothes. Justin shook his head, searching for the memory of when he came, how did he walk into it? of the venue.

When he tripped over an empty wine glass, Justin stumbled, and a pair of powerful arms were wrapped around his waist in time.

Justin subconsciously wanted to escape.

"Why are you here?" The man supported Justin, frowned slightly, and looked at him.

Wolfgang?

"You are drunk, go back quickly, I will ask the driver to take you back." Wolfgang took Justin's hand and led him to the door.

"what on earth is it?!"

Throwing Wolfgang's hand away suddenly, Justin felt annoyed and embarrassed at the same time, how should he face all this?

The range of motion and the voice are a bit loud, attracting some strange eyes.

Wolfgang shook his head, he paused, and said, "As you can see, that's what happened...Justin, believe me, if I knew in advance, I would never have let you come."

"you too?"

Wolfgang felt a bit of pain in his heart. He pursed his lips and said, "Yes, that's right, me too."

"He left without saying anything else?"

"Well, let's run away."

Looking at the golf ball going away, Wolfgang took out another type of club from his bag. At this moment, Joseph gave him a wink. From a distance, Wolfgang heard Jurgen's voice: " Sorry man, I'm really sorry, I thought you guys were together."

"I heard that Justin's reaction seems to be a little big, is it all right?"

"I don't know if there is anything wrong, but he never came to the club again." Wolfgang said sullenly. He had a grudge about this matter, but he had no reason to get angry. After all, he is not Justin or something. people.

"He won't just retire, will he?"

"I think it will be, what would you do instead?" Joseph spread his hands, and Wolfgang put the ball on the ball holder and made a good posture.

"Wolfgang, why don't you give him up?"

"There is nothing to give up, but it is indeed cruel to yourself to be with someone you want but can't touch." Wolfgang hit the ball hard, and then said: "It's not bad now. .”

Wiping the sweat off his neck, the caddy beside him had already started to pack his equipment. Wolfgang said, "I'm going back today."

During the recent period, Mr. Iser was depressed, and it was rare to see his smile. As usual, Mr. Iser would definitely play ball, drink soda, chat, and spend the whole morning on the court. It only took an hour to calculate the time. The whole basket was not used up.

At this moment, Wolfgang, who was walking in front, seemed to remember something. He stopped and took out some change from the inside pocket of his suit.

"Oh, thank you, Mr. Iser!"

The caddy was overjoyed and took the tip with both hands. The young boy's smile was so contagious that Wolfgang couldn't help but smile.The driver was already waiting at the door, and the caddy trotted to move the equipment into the trunk, then opened the car door, and said goodbye to Mr. Iser.At this time, a figure on the other side attracted his attention.

Following the caddy's line of sight, under the shade of the tree, the man pursed his lips.

"can we talk?"

"Okay." Wolfgang bent down and said to the driver in the driver's seat, "Come back later." The driver nodded and drove away temporarily.

There was an open field on the edge of the court, and the location was relatively remote. The two walked there step by step. It took a long time to think of a topic. Just as they were about to speak, Justin also spoke at the same time.

"I'm sorry, I was drunk that night, I don't know if I made any gaffes."

"It's normal for you to have opinions and ideas."

Then, there was another silence. While walking, Wolfgang suddenly stopped. He looked at Justin and said, "That night, you asked me if I was gay, and my answer was yes."

"Ah."

"Okay, then I won't beat around the bush. In fact, I'm not totally selfish when I approach you. I think I like you."

In front of him, this beautiful man was confessing to him who is also a man, but the light blue eyes under the blond hair could not see the slightest joy, Wolfgang said with some self-deprecation: "It's such a simple sentence , but I hid it for half a year, I know you are heterosexual, Justin, I have no greed, but the taste of unrequited love is really uncomfortable."

Justin's lips trembled. He didn't know how to respond. Finally, he sighed and said, "I'm surprised...Wolfgang, forgive me..."

After a pause for a while, Justin still didn't say anything.Wolfgang put his hands in his trouser pockets, looked at the green shade at his feet, and said, "It's okay, you don't have to force yourself. For me or other members of the club, it's normal that you can't accept it." Yes, probably the fate between people is like this.

Twitching the corner of his mouth, he habitually wanted to reach out and pat the shoulder of the person in front of him. Wolfgang hesitated for a moment, then retracted it in mid-air. He looked at his watch and said, "It's almost there, let's go back."

Let’s get together and get together, Wolfgang walked towards the door.

When we parted, Justin's car had already arrived, and Justin was sent to the car first. After waving goodbye, Wolfgang leaned against the fountain and knocked out a cigarette from the cigarette case.

The parting between the two was not lingering at all. Wolfgang couldn't even open his arms to hug him. He recalled the past situation in his mind. Thinking that this was probably the end of the story, Wolfgang covered his face with tears dripping on his finger bones On, unknowingly, the cigarette butt burned out.

Justin was slightly moved. He pressed the driver's shoulder and said, "Wait a minute."

Justin couldn't help feeling a little melancholy in his heart, maybe he could ask him out again, he didn't want the farewell to be so short and impersonal.

When I came back to my senses, the driver was asked to drive back again.

"Don't go there yet."

Justin sighed inwardly.

Wolfgang sat on the stone bench by the fountain, covered his face, and twisted the cigarette butt between his right fingers. Justin seemed to hear the choking sound from the other side.