Chapter 1966 Don’t you even have the courage to try?
Finally, the bartender fully blended the three liquors and poured the light yellow clear liquor into the glass.
The purple flower in the center of the ice in the glass became hazy under the influence of the wine, as if it was also covered with a layer of drunkenness.
The bartender garnished the glass with a spiral of kumquat peel, and a white Negroni was ready, which he handed to Cheng Xiaoyu.
Cheng Xiaoyu picked up the wine glass and took a sip.
The bartender looked at her with a smile: "How does it taste?"
Cheng Xiaoyu took another sip. Actually, she didn't know much about wine, so she just expressed her intuitive feeling: "It feels a little sweet, and a little bitter."
The bartender smiled and nodded. "This is a cocktail for adults. The adult world is bittersweet. That's why everything is just right."
Cheng Xiaoyu thought about her relationship with Mr. Shi, and it seemed to be like this.
Sometimes it is sweet, sometimes it is bitter, for example, yesterday was sweet, and today is bitter.
Cheng Xiaoyu was once again amazed at the bartender's skills. He not only had cool skills and super high looks, but also could see into people's hearts. How did he know that she was feeling mixed emotions?
Of course, these are not important.
She wanted to know how this wine was made, and she wanted to give Mr. Shi a glass later.
So Cheng Xiaoyu tentatively asked what the wine was. If it was a secret recipe and it was inconvenient to tell, then just pretend she didn't say it.
The bartender smiled and said, "The cocktail recipe is not a secret. The three liquors are gin, orange liqueur, and white vermouth. Each one is three-quarters of an ounce, about 22 milliliters."
Cheng Xiaoyu took out the memo on his phone and wrote it down.
After that, the bartender went to serve other guests. Cheng Xiaoyu continued to taste her glass of sweet and bitter wine. Her mind gradually relaxed, and the restrained and suppressed emotions quietly crawled out.
During the day, she was trembling with fear and being cautious, for fear of angering the CEO or causing him trouble.
Now that he had a glass of wine, Cheng Xiaoyu didn't care about anything else. He picked up his phone and called Shi Chenyuan.
Wait for the ringing to continue until it automatically hangs up.
It doesn’t matter. Cheng Xiaoyu finished the remaining half glass of wine and continued playing.
In the Times President's Office.
Shi Chenyuan had just seen off the visiting guests and returned to his desk when his cell phone screen flashed and the previous call was automatically hung up.
He picked up the phone and took a look. It was Xiaoyu calling. She had called twice before.
I glanced at the time and it was already past nine in the evening, so they should have finished their meal.
Worried that she had something to talk to him about, he was about to call back when Xiaoyu called for the third time.
Shi Chenyuan answered: "What's wrong?"
"Mr. Shi...you finally answered the phone. I thought...I thought you would never talk to me again."
Her voice was nasal, as if she was crying, and her voice was a little sticky, as if she had been drinking.
The background sound from her side included the crisp sound of glasses colliding, the sound similar to shaking ice cubes, and soothing music.
Shi Chenyuan frowned. Did he go to the bar?
"Where are you now?"
"In the restaurant, Xiaojiu and Gu Hanye are dancing, and I'm eating dog food and drinking wine, hehe."
Hearing that she was with Xiaojiu and Gu Hanye, Shi Chenyuan felt relieved. "Drunk?"
"No, just two cocktails." She paused, as if taking another sip of wine, and then said to him, "Mr. Shi, are you done?"
“Almost.”
"oh……"
Shi Chenyuan held the mobile phone in one hand and operated the mouse with the other hand. He opened the file that had not been completed in the afternoon and continued browsing.
Cheng Xiaoyu suddenly said: "Oh, I almost forgot something important. Do we have gin...um...and orange liqueur, and..."
She seemed to have trouble remembering what to say, and then her voice drifted away from the microphone as she spoke, "By the way, handsome guy, what's the other one?"
Then a clean male voice replied, "Bai Weimo."
Shi Chenyuan frowned even more tightly, and the mouse pointer paused.
Xiao Yu kept saying "Yes, yes, Baiweimo", and then the voice returned to Shi Chenyuan's ears, "Mr. Shi, and Baiweimo, do we have these three kinds of wine at home?"
"Only gin, what are you doing?"
"Hey, I won't tell you," she said stickily, "Mr. Shi, I'm fine, you go ahead and get busy!"
After saying that, he cut off the call.
Shi Chenyuan looked at the phone screen showing the end of the call, took a deep breath, was silent for two seconds, saved the file again, and pressed the power button.
Then he stood up from his office chair, grabbed his car keys, picked up his suit, and strode out of the office.
…
In the restaurant, Cheng Xiaoyu leaned his elbows on the bar, his hands on his slightly swollen temples, and watched the bartender hand over the third glass of wine called "Heartache".
When ordering this drink, Cheng Xiaoyu hadn't called Mr. Shi yet. She felt a little heartbroken and wanted to cry out of grievance, so she asked the bartender to make her a drink called "Heartache".
But later, when Mr. Shi answered the phone, she felt less pain.
So looking at this cocktail made from a mixture of fresh egg liquid and soda water, I can't help but feel a little embarrassed. Can this thing taste good?
The bartender laughed and said, "Don't you even have the courage to try it?"
"Will it make you feel worse after drinking it?"
"Why don't you just try and know?"
Cheng Xiaoyu took a deep breath. In order to make this drink for her, the bartender shook the cocktail glass for five minutes, and her arms were sore just watching.
Can't waste other people's labor, um, she picked up the slender cylindrical cup.
Cheng Xiaoyu took a sip through a straw, her eyebrows raised and her eyes lit up. This was not a feeling of heartache, this was clearly the feeling of love!
The drink tasted very sweet, with the syrup and cream fully mixed, and the egg liquid fully foamed, giving it a very smooth texture. The finishing touch was the soda water added at the end, which added a layer of crispness to the taste, without the fishy smell she had imagined.
"Sweet or bitter?" asked the bartender.
“It’s sweet!”
"You're lucky," the bartender said with a smile. "People who are truly heartbroken can't taste sweetness. To me, it's bitter."
Cheng Xiaoyu looked at the man in front of her and was stunned for two seconds.
He still had a smile on his face as he calmly tidied up the wine vessels on the table.
It seems that everyone has a past that they don't want to touch...
She thought again of the sad event that she had downplayed and sealed deep in her heart, the shredded wedding invitations, and the white wedding dress at the bottom of the box.
Is it Mr. Shi who cares, or is it she herself who cares?
She thought she had gotten over it a long time ago, but only today did she realize that she was still affected by that failed relationship.
It’s not that she couldn’t forget her old love for Yan Hao, but that she had once devoted herself to a relationship, but what she reaped was a bitter fruit, which was a very painful gap.
Now she and Shi Chenyuan are at the stage of discussing marriage.
Although she knew that Shi Chenyuan was different, there was still a voice in her heart asking herself, if even the person who had been with her for more than ten years, doting on her and protecting her, could hurt her so badly, who else would not hurt her?
She was afraid of ordering another wedding dress that she would never wear, or of ordering a stack of wedding invitations that would be thrown into the shredder before they were even delivered.
The Cheng Xiaoyu who dared to love and hate in the past seemed to have been sealed away by her forever. Now she has become anxious and timid.
She took another sip of the wine, the sweetness driving away her chaotic thoughts. She asked the bartender, "Is this really wine? Why doesn't it taste like alcohol at all?"
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