Wan Li

Health, have you ever had this kind of concoction? "The young bartender asked in surprise. He begged for a long time to learn this kind of bartending. To put it a bit exaggerated, apart from him and the teacher, there is no third person in the world who can make bartenders. .

"No, I was also introduced by someone." There was a smile on the corner of the drinker's lips, calm and comfortable, with a little leisurely detachment from the outside world, "A friend who is good at wine strongly recommends this PUB's wine. I'm a little curious, so I came here to have a taste."

After finishing speaking, he lowered his head slightly, picked up the long glass spoon and stirred for a while, looking thoughtfully at the beautiful glass in front of him, his eyes did not seem to be admiring fine wine, but rather saw an old friend whom he hadn't seen for many years . .

Gently put the spoon on the bar counter, pick up the mixed wine and savor the aftertaste carefully. During this time, Wan Li glanced at the slightly nervous expression of the bartender, and smiled calmly.The taste of this young man's "No. [-] Pawn Shop" cannot be said to be bad, but it is far from the original intention of trying to make this glass of wine. This probably has something to do with people's experience, mood, and temperament. .

In fact, the taste of each cocktail will change slightly due to different bartenders. Even Peter's "No. [-] Pawn Shop" is different from the original author's concoction.

The wine in the glass has been halved, but the guest just smiled and never made any comments. The bartender couldn't help but feel uneasy. He waited nervously, and he didn't even see the waitress coming in front of him.

"Hey! Silly cat!" The waitress slapped the table vigorously, and then pulled the young bartender back from his sluggish state.

"What's the matter? Anne?" The young man called "Stupid Cat" blinked his eyes and asked, "I'm not deaf, why are you barking so loudly?"

"Then where did your soul go just now? You have to pat the table to bring it back." The girl who spoke had small eyes, which would narrow into lines when she smiled, her eyebrows were a little too thick, and she had short unruly hair. , coupled with neutral work clothes, like a tomboy, looks full of heroism. .

"Sir..." Ignoring the wine, Dumao turned around and wanted to ask Han Nuo's opinion on the wine, but the figure of the drinker was lost in front of him. While searching hurriedly, he caught a glimpse of the gentleman who was good at wine, holding a wine glass and looking to the left. A young man in front of him walked around table No. 8 sitting alone. It seemed that he had met an acquaintance.

Lifting her legs and sitting on the high stool, Anne reported the names of the drinks ordered by several customers, resting her chin on her hands and propping her elbows on the bar, muttering and complaining: "If this continues, I won't be a lady, no one will want it, I'll turn your house into my aunt's house for the elderly."

Dumbmao couldn't help being a little disappointed when he didn't get any comments. He asked absent-mindedly while mixing drinks, "What did you say?" For no reason, he really wanted to get the gentleman's comment on "No. [-] Pawnshop". is weird. .

Anne glared at him, and replied angrily: "I mean, Xiao Xun has been singing on stage for a long time, you should ask her to come down and have a rest with a glass of water. She is not an employee of PUB, but I came here because of my interest and supporting my friends."

Put the mixed wine on the tray and ask Anne to serve it to the guests. The dumb cat took a break and looked up and listened with a smile on his face. On the stage, the girl in white was playing the guitar and singing loudly, her bright eyes were like sunshine, Not a shadow was to be seen.

The young man sitting alone beside him looked about 23 or [-] years old, handsome, with a bookish look. Originally, at this age, he should be carefree, but he was full of worry.He drank silently with a wine glass in his hand, the bottle of whiskey on the table was half empty, his brows were furrowed, and he seemed to be preoccupied.

"Sir, may I sit here?" A cold and indifferent male voice rang in his ears politely. The young man looked up and saw an elegant and graceful man standing in front of him, with his left hand on the empty seat opposite him. On the back of the chair, Zheng smiled and bowed slightly, looking at him with questioning eyes.

The young man subconsciously straightened his back and sat upright, with a forced smile on his face and raised his hand to greet him: "Please sit down."

Wan Li opened the chair and sat down, and asked apologetically, "I'm sorry, did I disturb you?"

"No, you're too polite." The young man held the corner of his mouth, "I haven't seen you before, is this the first time you're here?"

"Yeah, I came here just for the name." Wanli raised the wine in her glass to signal, "I heard that the wine here is very good, so I came here to taste it."

"'No. [-] Pawnshop', this wine is very famous in PUB." The young man looked at the beautiful liquid in Wanli's cup, with a slight smile in his eyes, as if thinking of something happy, "But only this PUB The best bartenders can mix, and many people can’t steal it even if they want to learn it.”

"I wonder if this gentleman has heard of the legend of 'No. [-] Pawnshop'?" Wan Li brought up the topic lightly, and took a sip from the cup.

"Oh? Is there a legend about wine?" The young man's expression became gloomy again, as if he lacked interest in this topic.

"'No. [-] Pawnshop' is not wine, but a real pawnshop. It is said that it can fulfill all human desires." Wan Li didn't care, he narrowed his eyes slightly, sensing the past and future of the man in front of him and everything in his heart. Ideas, "including redeeming a dying love."

Hearing this, the young man couldn't help being taken aback for a moment, he raised his head and was about to ask what happened, but someone beside him took up the topic.

"Mr. Han, you are wrong. You can only save the dying love by yourself, and no one else can help you." The warm voice was like the sound of nature, interrupting the temptation of the devil.

Raising his eyes slightly, the angel in white was standing in front of him politely and smiling, but Han Nuo's eyes only turned around his face, and then turned to the bar not far away.There, Chen Jing was sitting on a high stool, holding a cup of "No. [-] Pawnshop" in his hand, looking at himself and the angel with a little worry and doubt.

"It's worthy of being a messenger of God. It's really timely to appear." Wanli squinted at the white angel, teasing with sarcasm, "I don't know if this lost lamb will obediently go back to the sheepfold with you?"

"Mr. Han, can you take a step to speak?" The angel's dialogue didn't mind the spikes, and he still smiled and offered the invitation, "I'm here to answer the last transaction. Don't be in a hurry."

Wanli raised her eyebrows, pulled the corners of her mouth, got up and followed the angel to the vacant seat in the corner of the PUB: "I thought I would have to wait for many days, but I didn't expect the results to come so soon. Your work efficiency has really improved."

When he passed by the young man, he casually raised his hand, and the "8" logo appeared on the man's shoulder, but out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Ah Jing, who was sitting alone by the bar, with a dark expression.Wan Li couldn't help slowing down, and met Ah Jing's eyes silently, but after only a moment, he turned around and continued walking forward. .

The angel who led the way saw all this in his eyes, and showed a bitter and helpless smile on his face. He was also one of the reasons for today's situation. Now he can only be a bystander, and he is powerless to help. .

As soon as the two of them reached the empty table in the corner of the PUB, Chen Jing at the bar stood up and walked towards the man just now.Wan Li chose a seat in the back and sat down, casting herself in the shadows, watching Chen Jing's every frown, smile, and every move, without saying a word.

30 years in Hedong and 30 years in Hexi, the devil who spread temptation to the world and branded the pawn shop in the past has become an angel who guides people to do good and removes the "8" logo.The partners who have worked together for more than 100 years are now hostile to each other, and the world is so impermanent. Is this a great mercy or cruelty?

Chapter 11

"Mr. Han, as long as you have kind thoughts in your heart and turn your heart to the light, the Lord will forgive all sins." As if sensing Wan Li's feelings, the angel persuasively guided him with a smile.

"I don't know who it is, so you are Bai Yuehan, no wonder you say such uninnovative words." Wen Yan glanced at the other party lightly, Wan Li said contemptuously, "What do you think of me, childish and ignorant, can't see In the future, can't you hold on to the lost lamb of fate?"

"Mr. Han, fate is the most impermanent. Even you and I who can predict the life and death of human beings still can't grasp it." Bai Yuehan sighed softly, "Whether it is an angel or a devil, it is only different from a thought in the heart. The current influence is rather secondary."

Looking at the "8" mark on the shoulder of the young man not far away, which was on and off until it faded away, and the joyful smile on Chen Jing's face, after a moment of silence, Wan Li opened her mouth to drag the topic away, as if she didn't want to talk about it here. Get to the bottom of it. .

"Speaking of which, time is also something that cannot be grasped, although it means little to you and me." He opened his hands, palms up, and slowly grasped the air: "You want to grasp it with all your heart, but it inadvertently Slip through your fingers."

"The feature you mentioned is also very applicable to love." Bai Yuehan didn't intend to let it go, he changed the subject, but the goal remained the same.

"When did angels start to fall in love?" She raised her glass and sipped, Wan Li's eyes still stayed on Chen Jing, "Aren't you afraid that this person's selfish feelings will affect your great love for all beings?" .

"Yes, love can be the most selfish feeling in the world, but it can also be the most selfless." Bai Yuehan's smile was slightly sad, and although the expression in his eyes was melancholy, he was calm, "Mr. Knows better than me."

Wanli withdrew her gaze, leaned back slowly on the back of the chair, raised her wine glass, and turned it slowly under the light, watching the neon colors flow, refract, and change in the liquid: "Before I came to the pawnshop, I