Chapter 50: Drunk
Huo Yanshen suggested, "Let's go to the late night bar!"
Anyway, he would feel safer in his own place.
His own words didn’t matter, the main thing was that he brought Yang Mian and her classmates.
Yang Mian said, "I have no objection, any bar will do!"
Fang Lian also said, "It's all right."
Neither Huo Yanshen nor Mo Xingchen drove out.
After making the decision, several people took a taxi and set off.
The bar was like a lit bonfire, so lively that it seemed like it was about to blow the roof off.
The colorful lights spun and flashed wildly, shining on people's smiling faces.
The band on the stage played with passion, and the drummer's drum beats seemed to hit everyone's heart, making people involuntarily sway to the rhythm.
Everyone raised their glasses and cheered. Laughter, singing and the sounds of clinking glasses intertwined together, as if the whole world was immersed in this ocean of joy.
Fang Lian came to the bar for the first time, and said excitedly, "It's so lively!"
Yang Mian was also very curious about this place.
Touch here and look there.
The sharp-eyed bar manager saw Huo Yanshen and wanted to step forward to say hello, but Huo Yanshen shook his head at him.
Anyone who can be a bar manager must be good at dealing with people.
The manager immediately understood that "Shen Ye" didn't want anyone to know his identity.
The manager called the usher.
He specifically instructed, "Take good care of the people who just came in. Don't make any mistakes, understand?"
The receptionist asked curiously, "Manager Liao, who are they?"
"Don't ask so many unnecessary questions. Just remember to entertain the guests well."
"Okay, Manager. I understand."
How can you not drink when you come to the bar!
"Let's have a dozen beers first." Fang Lian found a seat and sat down and said in a heroic manner.
Fang Lian and Mo Xingchen sat together, while Yang Mian and Huo Yanshen sat together.
The beer was served quickly and Fang Lian enthusiastically filled everyone's glasses.
Yang Mian looked at the foaming wine glass in front of her, feeling curious and a little nervous. This was her first time drinking beer.
She gently picked up the cup and took a sip, imitating the others. The bitter taste instantly spread on the tip of her tongue, and she couldn't help but wrinkled her nose.
After a few drinks, Yang Mian's inability to drink became apparent.
Her cheeks turned red and her eyes became a little blurry. Her originally bright eyes were now covered with a layer of hazy mist, making her look particularly moving.
Huo Yanshen noticed the changes in Yang Mian, and approached her with some concern, and asked softly: "Yang Mian, are you okay? If you can't drink, don't drink it." But Yang Mian seemed not to hear him. She tilted her head and stared at Huo Yanshen.
Suddenly, she reached out, gently pulled Huo Yanshen's tie, and pulled him towards her.
Huo Yanshen was caught off guard and his body leaned forward with her movements. Their faces were instantly so close that they could almost feel each other's breath.
"Huo Yanshen, I miss you so much. We have been apart for so many years, have you missed me?" Yang Mian's voice was a little coquettish, and her warm breath sprayed on Huo Yanshen's face.
Huo Yanshen's heart trembled suddenly. Looking at Yang Mian in front of him with flushed cheeks and confused eyes, his throat tightened a little.
What did Yang Mian mean when he said they had been separated for so many years? Did they know each other before?
But Yang Mian and he are both only eighteen years old! ?
And he didn't know when he had been with Yang Mian. What was going on?
Fang Lian and Mo Xingchen were originally chatting enthusiastically, but they turned their heads inadvertently and saw this ambiguous scene. They were stunned at first, and then they looked at each other with a sly smile on their lips.
Fang Lian deliberately cleared her throat and said loudly: "Oh, it seems that it is not appropriate for us to be a light bulb here." Mo Xingchen also echoed: "That's right, how about we go over there and dance for a while?" As they said that, the two of them stood up, smiled and walked towards the dance floor, leaving Yang Mian and Huo Yanshen where they were.
Huo Yanshen looked at Yang Mian who was so close to him, and an indescribable emotion surged in his heart.
He gently held Yang Mian's hand that was holding his tie, wanting to let go of her hand, but was reluctant to use force. "Yang Mian, you are drunk." His voice was low and gentle, with a hint of helplessness.
"I'm not drunk!" Yang Mian insisted, and reached out her other hand, gently poking Huo Yanshen's cheek, "I really miss you, my husband."
Husband was what Yang Mian called him when they got married in the previous life.
When Huo Yanshen heard this, his head buzzed and he was so shocked that he couldn't speak.
He subconsciously asked, "What did you say? Husband? Yang Mian, what are you talking about?"
Yang Mian seemed to be lost in her own memories, her eyes full of nostalgia and affection. She slowly stroked Huo Yanshen's eyebrows and murmured, "In your previous life, you were forced to jump off a cliff and commit suicide. It's been five thousand years. I've waited for you for five thousand years. It's great to see you again..."
Huo Yanshen's heart was in a mess after hearing these words. What happened in his past and present lives was too absurd.
But Yang Mian was expressing his true feelings at this moment, and it didn't seem like he was lying.
Five thousand years of waiting, Yang Mian actually waited for him for five thousand years.
No wonder he had a particularly familiar feeling towards Yang Mian.
So they were husband and wife in their previous life?
So this is Yang Mian’s purpose of approaching him in this life.
He calmed himself down and coaxed softly, "I'm here. It's all over."
Yang Mian seemed to have remembered something sad. Her eyes turned red and tears rolled down: "You don't remember it. How could you not remember it?"
Huo Yanshen looked at her crying, his heart seemed to be tugged at. He raised his hand and gently wiped away her tears, saying softly: "Yang Mian, don't get excited yet, talk slowly, I'm listening."
At this time, the music in the bar was still deafening, and people were swaying on the dance floor, not noticing what was happening in this corner.
Yang Mian suddenly hugged Huo Yanshen tightly, buried her face in his arms, and cried so hard that her shoulders trembled slightly: "I'm scared, I'm scared that this is just another dream, and you'll be gone when I wake up."
After Huo Yanshen's death, Yang Mian cried for many days and nights on the mountain.
She dreamed of Huo Yanshen, and every time she wanted to hug him, she would wake up in shock.
Five thousand years of waiting was too long, so she blocked her memory.
She had a familiar feeling when she saw Huo Yanshen for the first time, but she didn't know that he was the person she had been waiting for five thousand years.
If it weren't for the stimulation from Director Wang's jade pendant, she wouldn't have been able to unseal and recover her memory so quickly.
Huo Yanshen patted her back, trying to comfort her: "It's not a dream. I will always be by your side from now on."
Yang Mian's tears deeply hurt Huo Yanshen's heart.
He didn't know how Yang Mian had lived for thousands of years.
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