He's quite childish.

Seeing Shen Yulou's easily read expressions of joy and anger, Chi Yuan shook his head with a sigh, feeling that his idea was correct.

New customers gradually entered the bar. Some went to the DJ area to dance, while others came to the stage area to listen to music and drink.

Tears blurred my vision, my soul touched my fingertips...

Shen Yulou picked up his guitar, plugged it in, and began to sing a sad love song, his voice filled with endless sorrow and longing.

People are more prone to emo at night, and the listeners, under the influence of alcohol, were overwhelmed by feelings of sadness.

Before they had even sung a few songs, some people were already wiping away tears with tissues.

When Ferran, the other resident singer in charge of the second half of the show, arrived, a large number of people had already collapsed in tears on the chairs in front of the stage area.

Some people had a mountain of wet tissues piled up in front of them, and they were lying on the table, whimpering...

Ferran: Is it that sad? Shen Yulou has broken up with his lover?

Shen Yulou was so engrossed in the song that his eyes welled up with tears as he sang along. He opened his eyes and unconsciously looked at the bar next to him.

Chi Yuan no longer mixes drinks; he has switched to handing tissues to customers at the bar.

He looked at the customers in front of him, who were sad and secretly shedding tears. He felt tired, both physically and mentally, and he was almost unable to hand out enough tissues.

Who hasn't had a relationship that's hard to let go of?

Oh, he didn't.

But we can still empathize, after all, tears are a powerful weapon for humans to evoke emotional resonance.

But why is tonight's song so sad?

Was Shen Yulou sad because he rejected her?

He muttered to himself, and as he finished pulling out the tissues in his hand, he was about to get some more when he happened to look up and saw Shen Yulou's face under the white light.

He was very holy; he seemed to be bathed in holy light.

Crying...did she cry?

Seeing the tear tracks that had slid down Shen Yulou's lips, Chi Yuan subtly looked away.

Cry, cry, it's not a sin.

He inexplicably thought of this lyric.

Although he knew that it was better for Shen Yulou to cry now than for him to cry later, Chi Yuan still felt a little depressed.

He lowered his eyes and moved his lips, getting the sore muscles on his face moving.

I was moved by Shen Yulou's singing; he is indeed an excellent singer.

Shen Yulou checked the time; he'd had enough of pretending, and the first half was almost over.

Fearing that someone would throw eggs at him after he stepped off the stage, he quickly changed the style of his next song.

As the melody changed, the atmosphere on stage became festive again, and the sobs gradually faded into the joyful notes.

"Thank you, thank you!"

After singing the last song, Shen Yulou bowed to express his gratitude, and amidst sparse applause, it was Fei Lan's turn to go on stage.

"I'd like a Long Island Iced Tea."

"good."

Chi Yuan looked at Shen Yulou, who ran up to him as soon as he got off work, asking for a drink, and his expression was somewhat helpless.

Long Island Iced Tea is made from a blend of various spirits, has a high alcohol content, and is quite potent.

"So sad tonight? You want to cry in front of me too?"

Shen Yulou took out two tissues, got into the mood, and tears immediately streamed down her face.

"Yes, I do. If I cry, will you comfort me?"

He blew his nose and continued to cry under Chi Yuan's "Why did it have to come to this?" gaze.

"Yes, I'll hand you a tissue."

Chi Yuan tilted his head and placed a new pack of tissues in front of Shen Yulou.

"I don't want you to hand me tissues, I want you to comfort me."

Hearing Shen Yulou's slightly coquettish and dissatisfied words, Chi Yuan used a long-handled bar spoon to stir the mixed liquor in the shaker and cut a lemon for Shen Yulou.

Why are you giving me lemons?

Shen Meiren looked aggrieved and bewildered.

"The lemon is very sour, just like how you feel. Maybe taking a bite will neutralize it?"

"You still have the nerve to joke with me now."

Seeing the teasing look in Chi Yuan's eyes, Shen Yulou shoved the sliced ​​lemon in her hand onto Chi Yuan's lips.

"Go ahead and eat it. I'll be happy if you share the sourness with me."

Chi Yuan turned his head and took the half lemon from Shen Yulou's hand.