Chapter 22 Chapter 22 Xiao Pei, your old man is online
In fact, long before, Sefan had selected a group of elites from various armies.
But this is the first time to recruit people from the general public, so the sense of ceremony is in place.
The night before their assessment day, Sefan specially booked a bar to celebrate for the new members.
The bar's lights were eerie and dazzling, and the music was deafening. Under the dim light, the bartender kept stirring the container. The tangled air was filled with the aroma of various liquors. Pei Shuyu had no interest in alcohol and went to the bartender to ask for a cup of coffee.
He was strolling around while drinking coffee.
He didn't know when the party would end; everyone was having a blast, and they'd probably be having fun until late. Pei Shuyu just wanted to find a quiet place, alone, for a while.
It's really noisy here.
He caught sight of an empty seat out of the corner of his eye and was about to walk over with his coffee when suddenly a figure blocked his way.
Fortunately, there were not many people in front of the stage, so he stepped back in time and avoided the hand that was extended by the man.
The man reeked of alcohol, his eyes lingering with ill intent on Pei Shuyu. Pei Shuyu frowned, but still managed to speak patiently, "Hello, what's going on?"
"You're... a new member, right? I was selected from the army a while ago... hiccup! So I'm considered... your senior, right? Come on, have a drink with me."
Pei Shuyu looked around. The surroundings were bustling with people, singing, dancing, and laughter. No one was paying attention to him, so it was impossible to expect others to help him out.
His gaze returned to the man. His steps were unsteady, his eyes blurry, and he looked quite drunk. He didn't need to take the drunk's words to heart. Pei Shuyu kept backing away, his arm in front of him, trying to use the coffee cup to isolate them. "Sorry, I can't drink."
Pei Shuyu hadn't lied. The stitches on his hand hadn't been removed yet, so he really couldn't drink. He had thought the drunkard would just give up.
But Pei Shuyu miscalculated. A drunkard couldn't possibly understand a thing. The man, sensing Pei Shuyu's resistance and intoxicated by the alcohol, not only boldly moved his hands on him but also unconsciously released pheromones. Instantly, a pungent smell of rust washed over him, its pungent aroma piercing his skull and causing a wave of nausea in Pei Shuyu's stomach.
He is crazy too. How can he reason with a drunkard?
What a senior, you have such a bad drinking habit.
After all, there was exclusivity between two alphas, so even if they weren't alphas, releasing such aggressive pheromones was conditional. And this was a public place, and everyone knew that releasing pheromones here was rude.
"Senior, please let go." Pei Shuyu spoke coldly, with a sound of gnashing teeth.
He counted down silently in his heart. If the man didn't take his hand away after he counted "three, two, one", he would definitely teach him a lesson himself.
Although his right hand is not good enough, his left hand is fine.
Three, two...
"ah!"
Pei Shuyu silently counted to the second time when he felt a sudden sense of relief on his shoulder. The hand that had reached out, reeking of alcohol, was yanked away like a discarded shoe. A scream like a slaughtered pig followed, and he turned around to see the drunkard fall to the ground, his clothes stained with alcohol.
Oh no, you deserve it.
Pei Shuyu silently gave a thumbs up in his heart.
The commotion here attracted a lot of people's attention.
That kind of gossipy look.
Next to him appeared a very tall young man. From the corner of his eye, he was taller than him, so he must be at least 189cm tall. He must be his senior, older than him.
Pei Shuyu suddenly had an inexplicable desire to win and straightened up unnaturally.
Because of the minor incident, the bartender turned on the headlights, illuminating the area. Pei Shuyu took the opportunity to see the boy's face clearly. His fine hair hung over his brow bone. His eyebrows and eyes were beautiful, and his eyelids were thin, single, with the tails slightly tilted up, revealing a lazy look.
He then looked down. The boy had a high nose bridge and a light smile on his lips. Perhaps because Pei Shuyu had been staring at him for too long, the boy noticed his gaze, and then Pei Shuyu noticed that the smile on his lips seemed to have widened.
The young man, facing Pei Shuyu's fiery gaze, pretended to walk towards the drunkard. He pretended to help him, but in reality, he grabbed the drunkard's hair and said, "Hey, sir, why are you sleeping here? This is a bar, not a hotel. Sleeping is not allowed!"
After hearing these words, considering the suit the boy was wearing, everyone around him, including Pei Shuyu, thought he was an employee.
He turned out to be a bartender. I thought he was also a senior from the army. In fact, Pei Shuyu felt a little disappointed that such a good-looking man was only a bartender here.
Soon someone came to help the drunkard. He should have been selected in the same group as the drunkard, but his quality was much better than the drunkard. When he helped the drunkard away, he apologized repeatedly and said he was sorry for causing them trouble.
The young man must have used a lot of strength in that blow. The drunkard was unconscious when he lay on the ground. Except for Pei Shuyu, no one knew how the drunkard ended up lying on the ground.
The drunk was taken away, and the atmosphere returned to normal. Everyone was so filled with joy that they didn't take this little incident seriously.
"Thank you for helping me out." Pei Shuyu thanked the young man.
The light in the bar dimmed again, and the boy leaned against the edge of the table. Although Pei Shuyu couldn't see clearly, he felt that the boy's eyes were always on him.
After a while, the young man finally spoke with a smile that was hard to conceal. "You're welcome. So, brother, how do you want to thank me?"
"Ah? Oh, well, let me buy you a drink." Pei Shuyu took the menu and handed it to him. "Take a look, what would you like to drink?"
The boy looked at him with a half-smile, taking the menu without saying anything or refusing. Pei Shuyu suddenly felt a little uneasy. It seemed that he really had been affected by the drunkard's pheromones. As a bartender, he still had to go to work. Why would he drink alcohol during working hours?
This is inappropriate.
He pondered for a moment before speaking again, "Is your salary tied to the drinks customers order? So, you order, I pay. Then after get off work, you can take some home to drink."
Pei Shuyu prayed inwardly: I hope the bartender doesn't order something too expensive. He doesn't seem to have much money with him...
The boy looked away and quickly glanced at the menu. "Hmm, there's nothing I want to drink."
Pei Shuyu raised his eyebrows: Oh, you are such a picky bartender, you don’t like any of them.
"Hey, brother, what are you looking at me like that? I'm not the bartender here. I just said that to help out." The boy closed the menu. "Hey, the wine I want to drink is at another place. It's not expensive. Would you be kind enough to take me there?"
The boy's tone was gentle and a little seductive. When facing the drunkard, he still had his standard almond-shaped eyes with upturned corners. But now his eyes were wide open and the corners of his eyes drooped, just like the stray dogs he had fed.
Moreover, he calls himself a kind brother...
Pei Shuyu was stunned for a moment, then felt elated. Wasn't he the bartender? Okay, he had misunderstood. He just didn't want to stay here anymore, so leaving early was a good thing. As for treating someone to drinks elsewhere, after all, they had helped him out, and the request wasn't too unreasonable. What was there to do to satisfy him?
In the dim light, he heard his own voice, speaking without hesitation, "Okay, okay, I'm willing."
Hearing the affirmative answer, the young man laughed unrestrainedly. The trailing tone was like a small hook, scratching Pei Shuyu's heart.
Pei Shuyu's throat churned, feeling a bit hot. He hadn't drunk tonight, yet he reeked of alcohol. But there was a silver lining: this new breath washed away the rusty smell left on him by the drunkard like a torrential downpour.
But he smelled mild.
Then, the smell slowly, slowly enveloped his entire body.
Until he noticed that even the air was filled with the smell of alcohol, Pei Shuyu only thought that it might be because he had stayed in the bar for too long.
After leaving the bar, the smell dissipated a little.
Fresh air also began to come in, relieving his dizziness.
The two of them headed to their destination together.
At first, the boy led the way, and Pei Shuyu followed behind, still feeling a bit dizzy. He even saw the boy's back double. He wanted to call out to him, but he didn't know his name, so he could only keep saying, "Wait, wait, I..."
Later, the boy was afraid that he would fall, so he supported him all the way.
When the boy's hand was about to touch Pei Shuyu's wrist, the bandages wrapped around it came into his sight. He paused awkwardly, then gently placed it under Pei Shuyu's palm and held it there.
The other hand hugged Pei Shuyu's shoulders, allowing Pei Shuyu to lean on him better.
The two of them walked side by side on the street at a slow pace, like an elderly couple in their seventies or eighties.
"How did you hurt your hand?" the boy asked suddenly.
Pei Shuyu took a look and laughed at himself: "Ah, this, I got scratched after a fight with a friend."
After waiting for a long time, the boy didn't say anything.
Pei Shuyu looked up in confusion, but the boy just stared at him with his mouth corners turned down and his brows furrowed.
He looks unhappy.
He thought, maybe the boy thought the excuse was a bit fake, thinking he couldn't come up with a better one if he was lying. That's right, after all, they were friends, so why would he hurt him with a knife?
Pei Shuyu thought sadly: Huo Si, was there really a moment when you considered him a friend?
The night path was a little too quiet. Pei Shuyu shook his head, the evening breeze gently blowing past him as he tried to wake himself up.
I had clearly felt better a moment ago, but why was I dizzy again? Was the coffee he drank still having an aftereffect?
"What brand of wine do you want to drink?" Pei Shuyu forced himself to speak. This was what he had always wanted to ask.
"Do you know Bordeaux?" Because they were supporting each other, the two were very close.
Close enough to hear the heartbeat.
Pei Shuyu shook his head.
He didn't know much about wine, he only knew that wine came in three general colors: red, white, and yellow.
If you force him to name the brand of wine, he only recognizes 1982 Lafite.
It’s simple, he just saw it often in TV dramas and remembered it.
The boy tilted his head and smiled, "It's okay, you'll know later. But I thought you would ask my name first."
Realizing his own impoliteness, Pei Shuyu regrouped and asked again, "Excuse me, what's your name?"
The boy's eyes curved and he smiled even more happily, revealing a small canine tooth.
"Lu He'an. His reputation is far-reaching, and he is safe and sound."
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