Tequila
Finals week has arrived as scheduled. Under the long-burned lights in the library, figures are studying hard, making final preparations for the exams.
Bai Luo repeatedly sorted out professional knowledge points during the day, and rushed to the 36°BL bar to work part-time at night.
Unexpectedly, she successfully passed the part-time job recruitment at 36°BL Bar.
What's even more bizarre is that since New Year's Eve, she has no longer seen the boy with pure black hair, no ear bone studs, and who stole her first kiss.
The most puzzling thing is that her bed friend in the rental house disappeared without a trace.
Every night she and Suisui were left alone in the empty room.
The last time she saw him was in the early morning when she woke up from a hangover. She had successfully blacked out and her memory had run away.
After finding Bo Yu who had returned from buying breakfast, the first words he said made the figure changing shoes at the entrance laugh.
"Do you know how I got back?"
The tone was filled with inappropriate courtesy.
The sheets on the open-air balcony swayed in the wind, and the faint scent of jasmine permeated the morning light.
Bai Luo's skin was so thin in the sunlight that pale blue veins could be seen through it. He opened his confused eyes and waited quietly for his next words.
The evil element in Bo Xi's bones was running rampant and could not be suppressed.
"A man brought it back."
?
The man with a blank mind seemed not to understand what he said and asked again in a confused manner.
"What does the man look like?"
That's impossible.
Memories shattered and reassembled in the brain.
There was indeed a video call last night, but there was only one person in the chat history, her bedmate - Bo Xi.
The transfer record lay glaringly in the dialog box, with an amount of one thousand yuan followed by an unanswered video invitation.
But her phone was turned off.
Bo Yu looked at her dazed expression, and suddenly realized that she might have lost her memory.
Just tell a lie.
"Very handsome."
He suppressed the faint smile on his lips and added another judgment.
"You have good aesthetic taste."
?
Bai Luo looked at his serious expression and frank attitude, which did not seem like a lie. Besides, he really had no reason to lie.
By the time the words fell into her ears, she was even incoherent.
"No...very wrong."
So who is it?
Little uncle?
Maybe, after all, he is the only one who knows his current address.
Whatever.
I remembered the part-time job information on WeChat and couldn't help but ask.
"Do you have a brother?"
The words were a mixture of truth and falsehood, with no certainty at all, just vague guesses blurted out.
At the intersection of light and shadow, a hint of coldness flashed in the boy's eyes.
The question was too sharp.
Only a handful of people knew that he had a "brother", and even his friends who called him brothers at the dinner table rarely heard of him.
But the girl, whom I had only known for two days, knew it so easily.
A bit strange.
Her eyelashes were dark black, casting a half shadow when they drooped, and a faint "hmm" escaped from her throat, as faint as the molting of a cicada.
The next second, the girl's questioning made him even more suspicious.
"Is your relationship not good?"
The relationship between him and his "brother" has never been "good".
There was a deep light in his pupils, and the corners of his lips seemed to be curved by the wind.
"Yeah. Why, you really care about me."
“…”
The relationship was actually just as she imagined.
But she has already accepted the invitation to work part-time in a bar.
Working part-time at my brother's bar.
Living in my brother's rental house.
It’s a bit… hard to judge her herself.
"No, your name is better than your brother's."
I made a comment against my will.
His name was a little difficult to pronounce for her, as the "阽" in Bo阽 was pronounced "diàn".
This reminded her of the club activities during her freshman year. There was a boy in her group whose name had the character "阽" in the middle. The group leader told her it was pronounced "diàn", and she remembered it later.
So when Bo Yi sent her a note on WeChat, her first reaction was to read it as "diàn".
She thought her brother's name was better, but she had no idea how to write the character "yán".
During her three years of high school, even though Bo Xi's name was listed alongside hers on the red and black list, she never made a special effort to check it.
Everyone is trying to avoid the blacklist, so who would be willing to give advice?
Even if a good friend repeated the word "薄阽" in her ears a thousand times, she would just ignore it.
After all, things that lack interest are meaningless.
This comment made Bo Xi frown, and his inquiring gaze fell on the standing figure, and he asked a stupid question.
"What's my name?"
"Thin (diàn)."
Bai Luo didn't understand, but answered calmly.
“…”
Well, it’s all in vain.
Dressing her, wiping her tears, feeding her candy, everything is gone.
The girl's thoughts are like a winding corridor.
He thought to himself that the word "brother" might have the same origin as the title she used.
No wonder there was a strange look in her eyes when they met at the bar last night. He had simply dyed his hair back to black for the music video, but she mistook their appearance for twin souls and mistook one person for the shadows of two brothers.
I feel like teasing her.
"Who do you think is better?"
“…”
Aren't they twins?
"you."
If one answers harmoniously, he will naturally understand the ways of the world and human nature.
"Have a meal."
Bo Xi could no longer suppress the smile on his lips.
The shouts of the egg pancake vendor at the entrance of the alley were loud, and mixed with the rebellious laughter from inside the house, waves of which spread into the courtyard.
*
The next time I saw Bo Xi was at the 36°BL bar on the night of winter vacation.
Bai Luo was wearing a black uniform and walking in the neon lights with a tray in his hand.
"Boothroom B, five bottles of tequila, with lemon wedges and a salt dish."
The girls who had been working there for a year or more usually gave her orders with cold and disdainful eyes.
"good."
She placed the bottles onto the tray one by one, and suddenly recalled the scene the night before where a guest had overturned his glass because the wine was too hot.
Taking a deep breath, he steadied the tray with his right arm, held the bottle in his left hand, and walked across the crowded dance floor.
His eyes pierced through the layers of light and shadow, and fixed unbiasedly on the outline of the sofa in the dim shadow.
It was the brunette, her boss.
Bo Di (diàn) is the brother with whom he has a bad relationship.
His back was hunched, and his slender fingers were playing with the dice box. His friend beside him was saying something, laughing uncontrollably, and shrugging his shoulders.
The light and shadow flowed across his profile, sometimes bright and sometimes dark.
In a trance, I felt that the world is impermanent.
I once thought that the proud and arrogant child of destiny would not bother to indulge in vanity and intoxication.
I always feel that he should be spotless, with arrogance and kindness coexisting in his bones and blood. He is so outstanding that he is almost fictional, yet so real that he is within reach.
But reality strips away all assumptions, and he now runs a bar.
No one can live in youth forever, be young and frivolous forever, and be unrestrained forever.
Youth is a dilemma that imprisons countless people but also sets countless dreams free.
The gears of fate never turn in advance, and the ups and downs of the next second are unpredictable.
The answer is already here, no need to ask about tomorrow.
Bai Luo bowed slightly.
"Excuse me, I'll serve you some wine now."
When the girl in white mink fur looked up, the smile in the corner of her eyes blended in with the light.
The moment she opened the cork, the unique herbal fragrance of tequila spread in the air. She turned her wrist lightly and poured the wine into six bullet glasses.
"Please enjoy your meal."
The moment I turned around, a rustling sound of lips and tongue wrapped around my ankle.
"return."
Her back stiffened slightly, and she looked back at the owner of the voice with a fake smile.
It's her boss.
They are real twin brothers, even their voices are exactly the same.
"How can I help you?"
Follow the waiter manual's instructions and ask politely.
The dim light outlined Bo's vague outline, and the arc of light between her eyebrows, which seemed to be smiling but not smiling, fixed her on him.
"sit."
A single word is like an order, resounding without a sound.
Bai Luo remained calm and asked calmly.
"Excuse me, what can I do for you?"
The customer is God, and the boss is God's God.
"Your smile is too fake. Smile again."
Openly finding flaws and deliberately provoking provocations.
“…”
Bai Luo's eyebrows trembled slightly, and he held his breath for a moment, and his small dimples began to spread.
"Excuse me, do you have any other instructions?"
The voice was unyielding, polite yet firm.
"sit."
It is still a single word fragment.
Although Bai Luo had some doubts in his heart, he found an empty seat and sat down as he was told.
"Your name is Bai Luo, right?"
The girl in white mink fur pushed the wine glass in front of her with a seductive look.
Bai Luo nodded, and various cocktails were placed scattered on the glass table. He looked at the colorful liquor vigilantly.
"Are you interested in filming a music video during winter break? With your looks, if you post it online, it's sure to go viral overnight."
"Oh, I forgot to introduce myself. I'm Lu Fei, the director of the Hangzhou University Photography Club. We were classmates in high school, from Nanhuai No. 1 Middle School. Do you remember me?"
Bai Luo looked at her intently, and vague memories emerged, but they were ultimately blurry.
"Sorry, I don't have much impression of it and I'm not interested in the MV."
You must never expose yourself to the public eye, after all, danger is everywhere.
Bai Luo's refusal was so decisive that it was unexpected. Everyone on the sofa was stunned.
"Don't be so quick to refuse. How about you think about it carefully?"
Concubine Lu smiled and persuaded her patiently.
"This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and our photography club is definitely not the kind that hires people for free without paying them.
We have very professional equipment and technology, and we can definitely produce photos that will satisfy you."
The girl next to Bai Luo dimples appeared on her face as she joined in the persuasion.
"Filming music videos is not only fun, but also a great way to train myself. Maybe I can even develop into the entertainment industry in the future."
There seemed to be impatience between Bai Luo's brows. He hated being in the public eye, and was indifferent to the "explosion of fame" as if it were a mirage.
"Thank you for your kindness. I have other plans for my winter vacation."
A flash of regret crossed Concubine Lu's eyes, but it eventually turned into a decent smile.
"Okay, then I won't force it."
"I'm going to work first."
She stood up and left, leaving the corner in silence, with everyone else looking at her with different expressions.
Concubine Lu sighed softly.
"Her looks and temperament are a perfect match. If she could really join our project, it would definitely make this MV a big hit."
A flashy boy shrugged and spoke frivolously and disdainfully.
"Really, her face is so touching to my heart. It's a pity that she played too much. I don't know how many men have fucked her..."
The next second, two cold and harsh scolding voices collided in mid-air.
"Shut up!"
One is Bo Yi, and the other is Wu Kai.
The flashy boy was startled by the sudden harsh sound, and the lingering sound in his throat stopped abruptly.
He raised his eyes and looked at the two cold figures, both of whose black eyes revealed a sinister anger.
Finally, he pursed his lips in disappointment.
The neon lights swayed on everyone's frozen faces, casting mottled shadows.
"Do you even know what you're talking about? You're spreading rumors, but your conscience is gone."
Bo Xi's voice was like ice, and the hostility in his eyes solidified into substance, fiercely cutting through the frightened boy.
He knew nothing about Bai Luo's past, but he saw that when she was drunk, she would sob softly, "Don't leave me" if she encountered a fierce voice.
It has nothing to do with him.
Normally he should have just stood by and watched, but at this moment he was inexplicably fed up with these gossiping ants.
The air suddenly stagnated.
The boy who was scolded lost all color, his lips trembled, but he couldn't even say a word of defense.
Wu Kai's Adam's apple rolled hard, and he forced himself to swallow back his anger.
"It's not your place to judge what kind of person Bai Luo is. If I hear any more gossip about him, you'll have to bear the consequences."
The others didn't mind the silence, but were simply shocked by Bo Xi's unprovoked brutality.
Who doesn't know that he doesn't care about anything? He's so cold and cruel that he's almost pathological. He's made his life full of thorns and no one dares to approach him.
Ignore the rules and disdain human feelings.
During the interview on New Year's Eve, Bai Luo's name was the only one on the list of candidates among seven or eight anxious girls.
The reason is light and simple:
"Didn't she say she was short of money?"
It seems like almsgiving mercy, but also like a careless joke.
But at this moment, Bai Luo broke his usual indifference, and his abnormal paranoia was chilling.
Everyone knows that Wu Kai likes Bai Luo.
He and Bo Xi are two extremes: the former is gentle, dignified, and well-educated, while the latter is aloof, aloof, and arrogant, with nothing to his liking.
It just so happens that the two of them have been friends for two or three years.
Concubine Lu mediated with a gentle smile.
"Okay, everyone calm down."
He frowned again in warning.
"Some things should be said, and some things should not be said. You know it in your heart."
Chen Cisi held Concubine Lu in his arms, a faint smile on his lips, and watched the situation develop.
Tsk, I’ve known Bo Xi for five or six years.
This is the first time I've seen someone protecting a girl like a father.
In high school, a minority girl named Aisha transferred into the class and achieved outstanding results. The two of them were often praised by the teacher side by side.
At that time, Aisha was maliciously slandered by boys, and he just watched from the sidelines.
Even his childhood sweetheart Yin Shuanghui was indifferent and tried to avoid him as much as possible.
But a stranger...
Wow, how strange.
The man in the middle of the sofa was still full of anger. He was annoyed and tired everywhere. He couldn't stand it any longer, so he stood up and walked straight to the box on the second floor.
Everyone lowered their heads and held their breath, silently watching his back disappear into the darkness of the stairs.
No one dared to bring bad luck again.
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