Same polarity does not repel

Before the bar opened at [-]:[-] pm, Yue Qinghe led Bailong in through the back door.

"The door opens at six o'clock and closes at two o'clock in the morning. I usually leave work at twelve o'clock." Yue Qinghe told Bailong, "If you feel tired or bored, you can leave at any time, you don't need to stay here all the time."

"You are working overtime!" Bai Long only focused on the first half of Yue Qinghe's sentence, "Will you not die suddenly from morning to night?"

"No, I'm used to a lot of work." Yue Qinghe said with a faint smile, "But I don't plan to keep working here in the bar. I can leave in about half a year or a year."

"Why did you want to be a bartender in the first place? It's very contradictory to a profession like a teacher." Bai Long asked doubtfully.

"It's a kind of commemoration." Yue Qinghe said, "One of the things my adoptive father is most interested in is bartending. When he was still alive, he often taught me some simple knowledge. After he passed away, I spent a while Time has learned everything about bartending, and I thought of working as a bartender for ten years in a bar to commemorate his ten years of nurturing grace.”

"I didn't expect you to be so affectionate." Bai Long sighed.

"It's just pretending to be sentimental." Yue Qinghe shook his head.

Yue Qinghe led Bailong to the bar area of ​​the bar. Although the business hadn't started yet, several waiters had already dedicatedly started making preparations.

"Sit here and wait for me for a while, I'm going to change clothes." Yue Qinghe said to Bailong.

Bailong sat alone on the high chair, surrounded by only a few wall lamps, it was dim and the air was cold, and the bar, which is usually the most popular place, showed a lonely and deserted depression at this moment.

When Yue Qinghe came back, he had already changed into the white shirt with the famous card, and his glasses had also been changed into gold ones.He was also holding a plate with freshly baked hot press sandwiches on it.

"I think you might be hungry at this time. There isn't anything delicious in the bar. Eat some of this stuff first, and order what you want when the chef comes later." Yue Qinghe pushed the sandwich in front of Bailong, and helped him He took a peach from the bar, "Do you need something to drink?"

"Is it all for me? Thank you..."

"No thanks."

Bai Long was stunned by Yue Qinghe's thoughtfulness, and for a moment he had the urge to burst into tears, "Why are you being so nice to me all of a sudden?"

"Did I treat you badly before?" Yue Qinghe gave Bailong a guilty look, and his words were stiff.Some time ago, I was really afraid of him, and I always felt that his enthusiasm and initiative were plotting something wrong.

"It's not bad, it's just more... alienated." Bai Long tilted his head, accusing tactfully.

"After such a long time, we've gotten to know each other." Although Yue Qinghe resisted slightly in his heart, he still said this sentence.

"Acquaintance? This acquaintance is what you said before, the kind of acquaintance that you will naturally become familiar with after getting along for a long time?" Bai Long opened his round eyes and looked at Yue Qinghe expectantly.

"Probably, forget it." Yue Qinghe felt uncomfortable being stared at by Bailong, and didn't know where to put his hands. He picked up a cup on the bar and put it down again, "Do you want something to drink?"

"Milk, thank you!" Bai Long smiled brightly, and the dim bar was warmed by his smile.

Yue Qinghe sighed in his heart, he didn't even know how to define this person.

Sometimes the enthusiasm is exaggerated, sometimes stubborn and stubborn, and sometimes very sincere.Yue Qinghe believes that Bailong must have more faces that he has not seen yet, but he also vaguely feels that no matter how many appearances Bailong has, they seem to be just masks, as if to hide the real him.

So, what kind of person is the real White Dragon...?

"Hey, brother Yue brought friends?" said a voice.

Bailong turned his head to look, the person who came was a young man, he opened his mouth wide when he saw Bailong's face clearly, and at this moment, Bailong also recognized him.

"Oh, it's you."

"I know you!"

Bailong and the young man pointed at each other and said.

It turned out that the young man was the waiter who asked Bailong what was behind the bar when he came here for the first time.Although Bailong often came to visit after that, but the bar is so big and there are usually many people, so they never met again.

"You two met?" Yue Qinghe was the most surprised person.

"I've seen it here before." The young man replied, stretching out a hand to the white dragon, "Hi, I'm Lan Bao."

"Bailong." Bailong also reached out and shook his hand.

"Wow! Bailong? So handsome! It's like a name in a martial arts novel. Who gave it to you? Is it your real name? It's really interesting to introduce yourself like this: "Hi everyone, my name is Bailong.White white, the flying dragon in the sky. "Hahaha!" Lan Bao laughed out loud as he said that with a look of novelty.

"Hmm...hehe, yes." Bailong smiled awkwardly, silently touching the spine that had been stabbed so hard.

"Brother Bai, you and Brother Yue are friends. No wonder you asked me last time..." Lan Bao suddenly widened his eyes and covered his mouth with both hands, "Are you friends? Where are you?" A kind of friend?"

Lan Bao seemed to have discovered the world's biggest gossip, and his expression of watching the excitement was unmistakable.

Bailong could tell what Lan Bao was thinking just by looking at Lan Bao's expression, if this matter was misinterpreted, it would be too much to go around.

In order to avoid the tragedy of the century, he hurriedly said: "We are colleagues."

Yue Qinghe on the side obviously didn't understand what they were talking about, but he just found it interesting that Bailong said they were "colleagues", so he couldn't help laughing.

Lan Bao was originally full of bad thoughts about watching a good show, but when he heard Yue Qinghe's smile, he didn't believe Bai Long's words, "Colleague? Brother Bai is also a teacher? I don't look very like it."

"Okay Lan Bao, don't make trouble with your brother Bai, go to work." Although Yue Qinghe didn't understand why, he immediately relieved Bailong.When he opened his mouth, it was like a private school teacher talking to a student. Lan Bao didn't dare to answer, so he shrank his head and went on his way.

Bai Long, who had just ended the crisis here, heaved a sigh of relief, lowered his head and drank a big mouthful of the milk that Yue Qinghe had just made for him, and took another big mouthful of the sandwich.Secretly remember in my heart, I must be careful of this blue treasure in the future, it is very dangerous!

"Bailong, you should find something yourself first, I have to prepare the equipment needed for work later." Yue Qinghe turned around and said to Bailong, "It's still the same sentence: don't wait for me, just go home when you're tired. "

"How can I go first? I drove you here in the morning, and I will drive you home later." Bai Long shook his head, "Go and do your work, I will process some materials for tomorrow's meeting. It's two o'clock."

"It's very close to my house, you can go back by bus, you..." It's a pity that Bailong didn't intend to listen to Yue Qinghe at all, biting a sandwich in his mouth, he lowered his head and turned on the computer to work.

Yue Qinghe sighed helplessly, and went to help Bailong turn on the row of lights above his head, then picked up the wine glasses behind the bar and began to wipe them one by one.

At six o'clock, the bar opens on time.

Groups of guests came in and out in turn, including men and women, old and young.

Yue Qinghe received every guest who came to him with an emotionless smile.No matter what kind of person they are, stepping here is nothing more than hoping to exchange the inexplicable banknotes in their hands for a sense of being alive.Maybe it's the vanity of being able to squander luxury, or maybe it's a night of amnesia.

Yue Qinghe mixed countless kinds of wine glass by glass, and he was busy until midnight, when he was finally able to put down his rolled up sleeves.

When he came back after changing his clothes, he saw that Bai Long, who had been sitting in the corner, had already fallen asleep lying on the bar counter.

"Bailong." Yue Qinghe patted Bailong's shoulder lightly.

Bailong slept very lightly, and immediately raised his head, seeing that it was Yue Qinghe, he bent his round eyes: "Are you off work? I'll take you home."

Seeing Bailong like this, Yue Qinghe shook his head in a complicated mood and said, "I said you can leave first, why force yourself so much?"

"I said I would drive you home, how can I break my promise?" Bai Long imitated his words and asked back.

Yue Qinghe really had nothing to do with Bailong, so he followed him back to the underground parking lot of the building across the street and drove.

"I'll pick you up again tomorrow morning?" Bailong asked when he drove the car downstairs to Yue Qinghe's house.

"No. I can go by myself." Yue Qinghe hurriedly refused, in case Bailong had to make another unshakable decision.

"Oh, alright." Bai Long really didn't say any more, "Then I'm leaving, good night."

"Good night, be careful on the road."