loneliness meets loneliness

Today is Wednesday and it is 59:[-]pm.

Looking at the watch, aligning the time, the second hand pointed to eight o'clock.

The door rang, and a young man in a beige windbreaker pushed the door in. He came to the bar, ordered a glass of wine, and sat quietly by himself.

Under the dark light, his facial features are extraordinarily gentle. His black hair complements his white complexion, and his handsomeness reveals softness. The simple and elegant windbreaker makes him look like a handsome young man with European style on the street. You can feel a rush of comfort.

"What a beautiful man."

"It's him again."

"That's right, I only come at eight o'clock on Wednesday night, and I leave after an hour's stay. I don't make appointments or go with others. It's really strange."

"I think he must have lost his love and needs someone to comfort him."

"Since the person who hit up a conversation with him was seriously injured by him last time, no one dared to hook up with him anymore."

"..."

While the wolves were discussing, a tall man opened the door and came in.

Before he could see anyone, a relaxed voice entered his ears.

"Wow, is this the 47th-ranked bar in S City?"

The tone is pleasant and comfortable, and the voice is loud, attracting the attention of many people.

Although Lin Miluo had never been onlookers, he still glanced away to see what this person who spoke so loudly and with a hint of arrogance looked like.

Lin Miluo turned his eyes sideways and found that the person was sitting next to him. After a little bit of unhappiness crossed his heart, he looked up and down the person.

The man was dressed in black, his slender legs were spread wide, and his sitting posture was lazy, but with a bit of indescribable elegance, he was not a vulgar ordinary person at first glance.

At this time, the man suddenly turned his head, looked at the colorful liquid in Lin Miluo's glass, snapped his fingers, and shouted cheerfully to the bartender, "Hi! I want a glass of the same wine as him!"

Lin Miluo looked at him. His smooth eyes were as black as the free and easy splashes of ink in ink paintings, exuding a faint charm. His black hair was scattered on his forehead, and when the corners of his lips were raised, his whole body exuded a hearty and bright temperament.

Lin Miluo looked at his happy and excited expression, but didn't tell him.

This is the strongest alcohol in the Venus Bar. Very few people order it. Those who can finish a glass are considered to have a very good capacity for alcohol. Ordinary people fall down after drinking half a glass.

Wine came quickly.

Lin Miluo watched his drinking reaction expectantly.

When I came to this bar for the first time and drank the glass of wine as if nothing had happened, the people next to me were startled.

The man took the glass, took a sip carefully along the edge of the glass, immediately frowned his pretty eyebrows, and smacked his tongue: "This wine is so strong."

Lin Miluo didn't change his face, he picked up his cup as if nothing had happened, and took a big gulp, with a calm expression, as comfortable as drinking plain water.

The man's eyes widened, and he exclaimed, "How do you drink so calmly?"

Lin Miluo looked at the tall man next to him, but he looked like he was drinking meth while drinking.

Seeing the surprised and admiring expression of the other party, Lin Miluo felt a little flustered in his heart, and the mischievous psychology couldn't help but surge up, and his intestines were knotted from laughing in his heart

But deliberately pretending to be indifferent, mockingly said: "You can't even drink alcohol, what are you doing in the bar?"

The other party scratched his head aggrievedly, and said in a low voice, "Every time someone drinks for me, I don't have to drink it myself."

Lin Miluo was stunned for a moment, it seems that the other party's family business must be good, only the young master of a rich family, someone would shirk and drink for him.

This point is also known because I once had a boyfriend of a rich young master.

"Besides, I don't come to the bar to drink." The other party said again.

Lin Miluo, who aroused his curiosity, subconsciously asked, "Then what are you doing here?"

The man put down his glass, and said directly and loudly, "Of course it's picking up girls."

There are three black lines on Lin Miluo's forehead. Although the Venus Bar is not a gay bar, there are also gays, and there are all kinds of fish and dragons mixed together.

"Then you should go to the nightclub." Lin Miluo said.

The man shook his head and said, "Nightclubs are not safe."

Lin Miluo thought for a while, not sure what meaning he meant by "unsafe", but what is certain is that this kid has definitely been brainwashed, who told him that bars are safer than nightclubs, they are all perverts in groups.

Lin Miluo sighed, looked at the man with pity in his eyes, and said in a sad tone: "In the bar, eleven out of ten people are scoundrels, just like them."

As he spoke, he pointed to a group of wolves behind him who were staring at him but did not dare to step forward.

The man was taken aback, and immediately put on an innocent "pure" expression, and said seriously: "Nightclubs are blatant, but bars can pretend to be drinking."

As he spoke, serious and shining light burst out from his eyes, which were as dark and deep as the night sky in an instant.

"..."

Lin Miluo twitched the corners of his mouth, unable to answer for a while.

After a while, the man touched Lin Miluo with his elbow, and asked curiously: "Hey, you come here every Wednesday night at [-] o'clock, have you been dumped, are you waiting for him, or paying homage to him?" he?"

Lin Miluo was startled, then frowned, and asked, "How do you know that I come every week?"

"Listen to what they said." The man raised his arms, and pointed at the group of perverts behind him with ease.

"..."

It turned out to be the case.

I think more.

Lin Miluo let out a long sigh of relief, lowered his eyes, and wiped his forehead.

The dark light above his head shone on his side face, leaving silhouettes of different shades, making his cheeks extraordinarily beautiful and tranquil.

The man kept leaning slightly, as if he was listening to the discussion behind him. He turned his head from time to time and said to Lin Miluo, "Hey, you seem to be very famous in this bar, and they are all talking about you...but I dare not even talk to you..."

Lin Miluo took a sip of wine intently, lowered his head and said, "Because they didn't dare."

"Don't dare?" The man turned around and asked suspiciously.

Lin Miluo looked at the colorful liquid in the bar and said, "Since a boring person approached me last time and I broke his arm bone, no one dared to."

"Hit...broke the bones of the hand." The man said in surprise, "This kind of thing has always been done by my family's bodyguards."

bodyguard.

Lin Miluo was even more sure that this was a kid from a rich family who was bored and came to the bar to play.

Nine out of ten rich people like to go to bars to find their true love for the rest of their lives, as if the best lovers in the world are waiting for them in bars, which is indeed true.

Rich people have some weird ideas.

Lin Miluo looked at him, with a puzzled look on his face, and said, "Are you here for a date?"

The man was startled, as if frightened by Lin Miluo's words, he showed a frightened expression like a beast, shook his head resolutely, and explained loudly: "Of course not!"

Lin Miluo took a sip of the wine in his glass, and said with a natural expression: "A rich young master, come to the bar, what else can he do besides that kind of thing."

There was bitterness in his heart.

He couldn't be more clear, such as that person, that's the case, no matter how gaudy he said, it was just lip service.

"Of course not." He shook his head again, as if he was trying to prove himself, and explained seriously: "It's a habit of mine to come to the bar, and the purpose is to annoy my father."

His clear eyes really don't seem to be lying.

Lin Miluo frowned, and asked puzzledly, "Why?"

The man lowered his head, took a small sip of the wine in the glass, and said in a free and easy tone: "He killed the person I love just because the person I love is a man, and he said he couldn't be serious, so I often Come to the bar, first to piss him off, and second, to tell him that I am not gay if I am not married to a woman."

Lin Miluo looked at him, the dim light shone on his side face, that expression was bright and full of loneliness that couldn't be concealed.

He turned around and looked quietly at the empty wine glass.

He has almost imagined the picture the man described, and he has had a similar experience.

However, the difference is that what he met was a weak heartbreaker.

But this man is just the opposite, a lover who has not abandoned each other.

As he thought about it, he squeezed the cup tightly with both hands, and his heart tightened accordingly.

"Hey, your face is ugly."

A hand waved in front of Lin Miluo, Lin Miluo looked at him suddenly, and the man was looking at him suspiciously.

"It's okay." Lin Miluo lowered his head, reached out to pick up the glass, and wanted to take a sip of wine as a cover, but there was no more wine, so he could only give up.

At this time, a glass was pushed in front of him, he was startled, looked at it, it was the man who pushed his glass to him, and the wine in his glass barely moved.

Lin Miluo looked at it and laughed mischievously. The corners of his mouth could not help but rise: "Hey, do you want to kiss indirectly?"

Sure enough, the man was stunned and didn't know how to answer for a moment. His intention was good, but he was misunderstood. In addition, Lin Miluo raised his eyebrows now, and his face was full of evil, and he thought of Lin Miluo's interruption. The record of the hand bones of the person who struck up a conversation, the body subconsciously stepped back, and the black eyes were full of vigilance and said: "What are you doing? Do you want to fight? If you want to fight seriously, you can't beat me."

Lin Miluo shook his head after a "cut", and smiled slightly: "No, I just want to remind you." While smiling harmlessly, he took a sip of the wine in the man's glass.

The man let out a long sigh of relief, turned his head, took out his mobile phone, and lowered his head to press the mobile phone.

Lin Miluo glanced at it. It was a mobile phone limited to [-] units in the world. It was rated as a mobile phone for the rich. It seems that the other party is really a rich man.

"By the way, I've been talking for a long time, what's your name? My name is Qin Yifeng, what about you?" The man pressed the phone, raised his face, said something, then lowered his head to press the phone, muttering incessantly He said: "My dad asked me where I was, oops, I was discovered again, it's really annoying, everyone said it's okay to ignore it, and asked again, it's really annoying..."

After fiddling for a while, when he turned off the phone, Lin Miluo asked, "Do you want to know my name?"

After the man nodded, Lin Miluo felt mischievous again.

He said seriously: "Are you sure that a beautiful and proud rich girl won't come to you in a hurry, then grab me and call me a vixen who seduced you?"

Qin Yifeng was startled, then laughed easily, then shook his head: "I promise not."

Lin Miluo lowered his head slightly, a happy smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"By the way, tell me your story." The man looked at Lin Miluo seriously and said.

Lin Miluo paused and remained silent for a while. He glanced at the clock. The second hand had passed 9. He took out a banknote and put it on the bar: "Check out."

Then he turned around and left the bar quickly: "It's already nine o'clock, I'll tell you next time."