Chapter 4 Chapter 4 I want him.
Xin Ai and Xu You left the hotel lobby together, and the noise outside was surging.
Xin Ai looked up and saw a crescent moon hanging in the sky; looking down, there were tall buildings; and further down, there was a bustling traffic. It was a very ordinary city night scene, but it was a scene that Xin Ai, who was trapped in a corner, rarely saw. This was a real and vivid world.
Xin Ai smiled.
Just then, the valet drove the car over for Xin Ai. Xin Ai glanced at the inappropriate roses at hand, found the trash can, and threw the bouquet into it casually.
As the roses were thrown into the trash can, Xin Ai's youthful ambiguity and heartbeat were disposed of.
Xin Ai turned around and got in the car.
Xu You watched Xin Ai throw the flowers into the car. His movements were neat and natural, and he exuded a sense of coolness and dignity. Xu You praised him in various ways: "This is our prince."
Xin Ai smiled and said, "Let's go."
Xu You responded loudly: "Coming."
Xin Ai got into the driver's seat, fastened his seat belt, tilted his head and asked Xu You: "Address."
Xu You glanced at the phone screen: "Twilight."
Xin Ai turned on the navigation, slid the steering wheel naturally, and drove into the traffic.
Xin Ai got his driver's license during the summer vacation after taking the college entrance examination. After that, he drove everywhere and had two years of driving experience. Even though he had never touched a car since then, the memory of driving was still there. Besides, driving was not difficult, so Xin Ai arrived at the bar called Twilight smoothly.
The bar was newly opened, and there were various promotions and performances, so business was booming. There were no seats left before nine o'clock. Fortunately, Xin Ai and Xu You were there to look for someone, so the security guard asked them a few simple questions and let them in.
It was still early and the place hadn't really heated up yet; the indoor lights were set to a deep, tranquil blue, and a folk singer was singing softly on the stage with a guitar.
Xin Ai looked around and went straight to the bar.
Xu You followed behind and reminded: "Xin Ai, come this way, Zhou Yanshen told me that he is in the private room on the second floor."
Xin Ai didn't respond, he had already seen Fu Xize——
Fu Xize, who works part-time at the bar, is wearing the usual shirt, vest and suit pants that bartenders wear. His hair is meticulously combed back, revealing a three-dimensional, extremely handsome face. He is bending slightly, making the final decoration to the prepared cocktail, adding mint leaves, lemon slices and two straws.
After the wine was mixed, he routinely wiped the water droplets off the wall of the glass with a towel, then put the wine on the tray, and the waiter picked up the tray and served the wine to the guests.
A pretty and fashionably dressed girl tried to strike up a conversation, but Fu Xize kept a cold face and focused on making cocktails without saying a word. The girl was treated like air and was very angry, but she had no choice but to leave.
Xin Ai stared at the scene blankly across the surging crowd.
Two steps away from Fu Xize, Xin Ai's heart was beating wildly, and he felt a kind of nervousness and anxiety. In his previous life, he never expected anything to happen between him and Fu Xize, because he couldn't give Fu Xize anything; in this life, he could finally give it to Fu Xize, but the two of them didn't really start.
A very subtle fate.
Fu Xize was keenly aware that someone was looking at him. He raised his eyes and looked over, staring at Xin Ai quietly for two seconds, then looked away and mixed another glass of wine.
Xin Ai's heart felt like it was pricked by a needle. They were in a relationship where they wouldn't even say hello to each other when they met.
Xu You, however, was a little surprised to see Xin Ai standing there, staring at the bar in a daze. He followed her gaze and saw Fu Xize.
Their circle is neither big nor small, and the Fu family did belong to the circle in their early years, but Fu Xize was cold, arrogant and ignored people since he was a child, and he was not familiar with them. Later, Xu You's impression of the Fu family was that they sold off their property and real estate in various ways. By the time he was in junior high school, Fu Xize was so poor that only his grandmother was left, and he had no intersection with them at all.
But the affection they had for growing up together is still there, and Fu Xize did well in the college entrance examination. He is now in the same school as Xin Ai, studying computer science.
In addition, Fu Xize is really good-looking, with fair skin and three-dimensional facial features. Even in a crowd, he is stunning. Many people in the bar peeked at him, but his aura was too cold, and he looked a little fierce when he was mixing drinks with a blank expression. Only the peerless beauties who were extremely confident in their beauty dared to come over and talk to him.
Even so, I was rejected.
Xu You noticed that Xin Ai seemed to be quite interested in Fu Xize, so he whispered in his ear, "Fu Xize, we were classmates in elementary school, junior high school, and high school, and we went to the same university."
Xin Aiying: "I know."
Of course Xin Ai knew Fu Xize, because that was Fu Xize who had been with him for eight years and cured all his depression and delusions.
Perhaps, starting over again in this life is just to live a good life with Fu Xize and no longer experience the hardships of life.
Thinking of this, Xin Ai was no longer hesitant. He strode to the bar, picked a chair and sat down.
Xu You followed as a matter of course.
Xu You is a man who can talk to anyone, not to mention that he and Fu Xize are long-time alumni. He leaned on the bar like a boneless person and started chatting with Fu Xize: "Hey, Second Brother Xu called you here too."
Fu Xize grew up with this group of people, so he was familiar with them. This familiarity provided him with convenience and also made him owe them a favor. Fu Xize explained: "I helped me a lot when I was learning bartending before. Later, when he opened his bar, he asked me to come over, so I came."
Xu You smiled frivolously: "That's right, your pretty face is really attractive to girls. That's how bars work. More pretty girls mean more business."
Fu Xize didn't respond.
Upon hearing this, Xin Ai turned around, looked at Xu You dimly, and said firmly, "Go find Zhou Yanshen."
Xu You choked up. He glanced at Fu Xize, then at Xin Ai, and said, "Okay, I'll go find Zhou Yanshen."
After a pause, he was worried about Xin Ai staying here alone, so he told Fu Xize: "Help keep an eye on it!"
Fu Xize dismissed the man coldly: "Go ahead, I'll keep an eye on him."
Xu You was silent: "..."
He inexplicably felt like he was being ostracized by these two people.
Xu You touched his nose angrily and turned to go to the second floor to find Zhou Yanshen.
The world finally quieted down.
Xin Ai folded his hands on the bar, tapping the back of his left hand with his right index finger out of boredom. He tilted his head slightly and looked at Fu Xize carefully.
The eighteen-year-old Fu Xize was far from being as reserved and steady as he later became. Instead, he was casual and unrestrained like a teenager. Logically, he was like a teenage boy, but the bartender uniform wrapped him tightly, and his shirt buttons were buttoned meticulously to the top, making him look very abstinent. But desire is something that always grows stronger the more it is restrained.
From Xin Ai's perspective, you can clearly see his smooth jaw line and slightly bulging Adam's apple.
Going further down, if you peel off the uniform, you will see that Fu Xize has straight shoulders, his chest and abdominal muscles are slender and beautiful but not too exaggerated, and his legs are straight and long.
Fu Xize is well-equipped in some aspects. He has strong sexual ability and a strong sexual desire, but he has never been able to satisfy himself. Xin Ai has no interest in this kind of thing, and Fu Xize dotes on him very much. In bed, Fu Xize usually sweats because of the torment and forbearance, and he is wet and very sexy.
Now, Fu Xize is eighteen years old, and his face and body are obviously more tender and delicious than those of Fu Xize who will be twenty-five years old seven years later. His ability in bed may be even stronger, after all, he is young.
It was miraculous that these thoughts popped up in Xin Ai's mind. For a person with long-term depression and poor sexual desire, once a week was too much for him. Now, he was actually starting to get attracted to Fu Xize and was thinking with his lower body.
Really, I didn’t think so before, but now looking at Fu Xize, he is handsome, charming and sexy whether in bed or out of bed.
Very tempting.
Want to eat.
Fu Xize had been in bars for a long time, and he became more and more sensitive to people's gazes. Some of these gazes were indifferent, some were admiring and envious, some were jealous and disgusted, and some simply wanted to sleep with him...
The way Xin Ai looked at him tonight was... very indecent.
In fact, from the time they were in the same kindergarten until now, Xin Ai's gaze had never lingered on him. Even in the rare times when their eyes met, Xin Ai's eyes were clean and innocent, unlike now, with countless emotions suppressed in her eyes. Her eyes were staring straight ahead, naked, straightforward, and extremely aggressive.
Fu Xize frowned, a look of bewilderment flashed across his face. He couldn't figure out why the prince was suddenly interested in him, and he was too lazy to think about it, so he asked, "What would you like to drink?"
Xin Ai came back to life and responded, "Whatever you want."
Fu Xize adjusted it casually.
When mixing drinks in a bar, it is necessary to show the labels of the drinks to the guests. Xin Ai saw vodka, bitter orange, and sparkling water on the counter...
Xin Ai suddenly realized something, his heart pounding. He watched Fu Xize mixing cocktails in the same way as in his previous life without blinking, and felt like his heart was about to jump out of his chest.
After about a minute, Xin Ai saw the finished product——
The dark blue specialty cocktail that Fu Xize would mix for him every year to celebrate their love anniversary.
The drink is a deep and tranquil blue, with countless bubbles rising up to form fine spots of light. The ice cubes sway, and the bubbles sway gently, and the galaxy of the universe flows before your eyes.
Fu Xize mixed the wine, wiped the water droplets off the wall of the glass, and pushed the wine in front of Xin Ai.
Xin Ai's eyes suddenly began to well up. He asked the question that he had never asked in his previous life: "What is the name of this glass of wine?"
Fu Xize said in a clear voice: "Fate."
Destiny.
Fate seemed to be entangled with thousands of threads. He came back to his new life and found Fu Xize, who actually mixed the same glass of wine for him.
Xin Ai's long eyelashes, as black as crow feathers, fluttered gently, like a butterfly flapping its wings.
In this life, he and Fu Xize started so early, so, can he fight against his miserable fate?
The tears in Xin Ai's eyes slid down her face and fell into the wine glass. Xin Ai picked up the wine and drank it all in one gulp.
Fu Xize's sharp eyes caught the fleeting gleam of tears in Xin Ai's eyes.
Xin Ai is crying.
The prince has a happy family life, good studies and a lot of friends. The only thing that can make him cry is love. He cries because his confession failed and his relationship was not going well.
Fu Xize didn't know why he knew that Xin Ai confessed to Qi Chu today and failed, but he just knew it.
Sanlitun is extremely far away from the school, and working part-time in a bar so far away after school started is thankless. Fu Xize could have refused, but he still took the job. The mechanical and repetitive labor of making cocktails can always bring peace of mind.
At that moment, Fu Xize didn't know how to comfort him. The prince had many friends and it was not his turn to comfort him. He was not familiar with Xin Ai.
There was a drunk man who came over to watch the bartending show: "Little bartender, aren't you good at opening bottles? Can you open one for me?"
Fu Xize never bothered with drunkards like this before. This is a decent bar, not acrobatics. You can go ahead and complain and see if the boss will fire me.
But he glanced at Xin Ai, who looked depressed and lonely, and said calmly: "Order a drink!"
The drunkard specifically ordered beer that required the bottle to be opened.
Fu Xize took the wine and took a step back. With a crisp "bang" sound, the wine bottle fell and bubbles came out.
Following the exaggerated performance of opening the wine bottle, Fu Xize's subsequent cocktail-mixing movements also became very showy, with various cool moves of throwing the bottle with his left and right hands.
The drunkard saw the wonderful bartending performance, laughed and applauded, saying "good."
Xin Airen was dumbfounded. After talking with Fu Xize for so many years, he had no idea that Fu Xize had this trick up his sleeve.
It turns out that this man is a hidden acrobat.
Xin Ai shook his head and laughed.
Fu Xize performed with an expressionless face and a look of subtle disgust. He felt like he was performing a monkey show and he was the monkey.
He glanced at Xin Ai out of the corner of his eye and saw that the corners of Xin Ai's lips were raised, but Fu Xize soon stopped caring.
I am King You of Zhou.
While Fu Xize was performing his cocktail making show, Xu You found Zhou Yanshen and brought him over. The bar owner Xu Wen also personally brought a fruit plate and snacks to entertain the prince.
Zhou Yanshen pulled a chair and sat on the left side of Xin Ai. Xu You stood on the right side of Xin Ai, still leaning lazily on the bar, while Xu Wen stood behind Xin Ai.
Fu Xize looked at the prince and the men around him and thought, there is nothing I can do now, the prince has no shortage of people around him.
Xu You pulled a grape from the fruit bowl, peeled it, and fed it to Xin Ai: "This grape is surprisingly sweet, Xin Ai, try it."
When they were students, Xin Ai and Xu You were so close that they wore the same pair of pants. Feeding each other was the most common thing. In the past, Xin Ai would just open his mouth and eat. However, in the next eight years, it was Fu Xize who fed him. Xin Ai was not used to Xu You feeding him, so he avoided it and said in a light voice: "I don't want to eat."
Xu You didn't care and just fed the grape into his mouth.
Xu Wen laughed and said, "Why did the prince think of coming to my bar?"
Xin Ai frowned slightly but didn't respond.
Xu You nudged Xu Wen with his elbow.
Xu Wen suddenly realized that he had asked about the prince's sad story, and quickly changed his words, saying, "It is an honor for Xu Er that the prince can come to Mu Se. Whatever you want, just order whatever you want. It's my treat."
Xin Ai then looked at Xu Er: "Really?"
Xu Wen laughed: "How could this be false?"
Xin Ai knew that Fu Xize worked part-time at Twilight and would definitely not be able to leave for a while, and the only person who could control Fu Xize's whereabouts was the bar owner Xu Wen.
It is true that Fu Xize is a bartender, but a bartender also needs to gain experience to accumulate reputation and customers. Fu Xize is only a new bartender in Twilight. The reason why Twilight can open and do booming business is still thanks to the head bartender. The 30-year-old bartender is experienced and has his own customer base. He is the foundation of Twilight.
Xin Ai weighed the pros and cons and felt that it would not be a big problem to take Fu Xize away, so he pointed at Fu Xize, looked at Xu Wen, and said, "I want him."
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