Shen Yulou was brought in to sing at the bar by another partner, so he wasn't very familiar with Chi Yuan.

The singer on stage seemed to be focusing intently on singing the music, but his peripheral vision had already drifted to Chi Yuan.

Chi Yuan is currently preparing a new drink for his guest. He first selects a bottle of whiskey precisely from the shelf, gently unscrews the cap, and flicks his wrist slightly.

The golden liquid, like a silky ribbon, traces a graceful arc in the air before steadily falling into the cocktail shaker.

The long-handled bar spoon probes deep into the cocktail shaker, and the arm rhythmically rotates and stirs gently, the metal and glass making a soft sound as they collide.

It would be impossible to hear such a faint sound in a noisy environment.

But Shen Yulou heard it.

Perhaps his ears are too sensitive, or perhaps the sound was something he imagined in his mind.

Who knows?

Shen Yulou lowered his eyes, clenched his fist and tapped the guitar shell, his right foot rhythmically counting the beats on the floor.

Chi Yuan picked up the strainer and deftly filtered the prepared liquor into a pre-prepared cocktail glass.

He picked up a mint leaf from the decorative box next to him, gently placed it on the rim of the cup, and with a slight pressure from his fingers, the refreshing aroma of mint instantly filled the air.

The background music gradually became more rousing, Shen Yulou's voice grew louder, and everyone's bodies swayed more and more seductively.

The real nightlife is just beginning.

...

After singing all night, Shen Yulou's buttocks and legs went numb from standing and sitting several times before he finally finished his work for the day.

This bar has recruited four resident singers and three DJs. Tonight is the resident singers' turn, and the two singers will probably take turns performing.

However, the singer who was supposed to be Shen Yulou's partner yesterday took leave, so he had no choice but to sing the entire song by himself tonight.

I'm so tired, my voice is ruined.

He put down his guitar and stretched out in an extremely lazy manner, almost as if he wanted to bend over and lie down on the ground.

Chi Yuan was wiping his bartending tools with a cleaning cloth, and the bottles he had taken out were still lying around on the bar counter without being arranged neatly.

The bar was already closed, and now only he, Chi Yuan, and a few people responsible for cleaning and finishing up were left inside.

"A glass of Tequila Sunrise, please."

Hearing the familiar yet slightly hoarse voice, Chi Yuan looked up and saw Shen Yulou shaking his head in a strained voice.

"He sang all night? Is Moji sick?"

When Chi Yuan turned around to look for wine, he asked a few questions out of curiosity. Despite working all night, he still felt very energetic.

"Um."

Shen Yulou nodded, clearly unwilling to say anything more.

"Have this, don't drink alcohol if your throat hurts."

"It would be a loss if I ruined my voice."

Upon seeing the brown liquid that had been pushed in front of him, Shen Yulou drank it down without hesitation.

"Honey? Pear? Pomelo?"

"Still warm?"

He took a sip, shook it in his hand, and smiled as he watched the liquid undulate within.

"How do you, a bartender, have something like this?"

"Can't I drink it?"

Chi Yuan shook the thermos in his hand and gently placed it next to Shen Yulou.

"Yes, why not?"

Shen Yulou coughed twice, then sat with his legs spread wide in a carefree manner, his hands hanging naturally at his sides, looking somewhat tired and dejected.

"If you're tired, go home and rest early. You covered Moji's shift tonight, so you should be able to get two days off in a row?"

Chi Yuan glanced at the large glass of honey grapefruit water left and gestured for Shen Yulou to drink it quickly, as he still needed to clean up the glass.

"Maybe, but how would I know, it depends on the boss's schedule?"

He tapped the table, tilted his head back, and drank the warm water in the cup in one gulp.

Seeing Shen Yulou's disoriented state and his frantic yawning, Chi Yuan knew that although he looked alive, he had actually been gone for quite some time.

Did you drive here?

He asked it casually.

"I came by shared bike; I don't have the money to buy one."