It's around eight o'clock in the evening.

Lin Yue changed into a casual outfit and appeared at the Paulaner Bar.

It was still early, there were not many people at the bar and booths, the bartender was busy arranging the drinking utensils, and the resident band opposite was playing unknown songs.

Lin Yue glanced at the dazzling counter and sat on the high stool in front of the bar.

"Have a bottle of whiskey."

The bartender was stunned for a moment, thinking that this guy was really interesting, but he still took a bottle of whiskey and put it on the counter.

Lin Yue turned the tab and looked at it, pushed it back, pointed at the flat round bottle on the top of the wine rack and said, "Give me that one."

The bartender was stunned again: "Sir, how much is this over 1,000? Are you sure?"

"Take it."

"Okay."

The bartender turned around and took down the bottle of Sugden 18 Years Old.

Lin Yue pulled out the cork, pushed the small square cup in front of him forward, and looked at the bartender.

This guy is pretty good at drinking.

The bartender ducked down, pinched three ice cubes from the ice bucket below and put them into the cup. Lin Yue poured whiskey into it, which was almost the same size as the ice cubes, and picked it up to taste the taste of the sea.

Before he finished the glass of wine, a fragrant breeze hit his face on the right, and a skinny woman wearing a white T-shirt sat down next to him.

"one person?"

Lin Yue frowned. Isn't this the woman in the TV series who made fun of Yu Huanshui for being too fashionable?

He didn't say anything, but gave the bartender a wink and pointed at the bar.

Okay, I have a hand.

The bartender secretly gave him a thumbs up, grabbed a square cup from the bar, put some ice cubes in it and put it in front of the woman.

Without saying a word, Lin Yue poured some wine into it, picked up his own glass, touched it, and drank some casually.

The woman also took a sip of wine.

"Looking at you like this, are you worried?"

"Really?"

"Can you tell me something?"

Lin Yue glanced at her: "Eighty yuan a paragraph, how many paragraphs do you want to hear?"

The woman said: "What you have is more expensive than the cross talk show at Deyun Club."

Lin Yue said: "Listening to cross talk is just a novelty. My story can touch your heart and may still be fresh in your memory many years later. Isn't this money more cost-effective than buying a ticket?"

"You can really tell." She said: "All the men in the bar are willing to spend money on women, but you are the only one who thinks about how to make money on women."

Lin Yue clinked her glass again and poured a sip of wine into his mouth: "I have to find a way to earn back such an expensive wine. I don't want to be unable to afford a hotel stay tonight."

"How funny are you? You can't afford such expensive wine and stay in a hotel? I don't believe it."

“Money is an external possession, but good wine and beautiful women are the only things we cannot live up to.”

Lin Yue picked up the cup and touched it with her again, but didn't drink it and looked at her blankly.

The woman looked at her a little panicked: "What's wrong?"

"The way you drink looks like the heroine of one of my favorite movies."

"Really?"

"Um."

"What movie?"

"..."

The bartender was speechless. This guy had an honest face, but his ability to pick up girls was really speechless. If he worked harder, it would not be difficult to take her away tonight.

After finishing the wine in the cup, Lin Yue looked at his watch and poured himself another half cup. He turned around and saw the woman looking at him expectantly, and smiled very gentlemanly: "Sorry, I'm waiting for my girlfriend."

The woman was stunned for a while, her expression a little unnatural. She couldn't figure out why. One second they were talking and laughing, and the next second he seemed to be a different person.

"Sorry for wasting your time."

Lin Yue smiled and said to the bartender: "This lady's consumption just now will be charged to my account."

The woman looked at him with a complicated expression and left.

The bartender put down the goblet and cleaning cotton cloth in his hand, and came to him: "Dude, you are turning a corner too fast."

Lin Yue said: "Have you heard a sentence?"

"What words?"

"I am the dad you will never have."

"..." The bartender didn't know what to say.

"This story is well told."

"Very good." The bartender glanced at the woman who returned to the booth with an unhappy look on her face: "You came to the bar, didn't you really come to the bar to wait for your girlfriend?"

Lin Yue said nothing and pointed in the direction of the door.

The bartender turned around and saw a young girl wearing a red and white plaid long-sleeved shirt and a clean body with almost no accessories walking in. She took a look at the bar environment and walked straight over to sit on a high stool.

"Have a glass of lemonade."

It's interesting. Today's guest is very unusual.

The bartender glanced at Lin Yue and made her a glass of lemonade.

"Thanks."

Luan Bingran took a few sips from the cup, looked at the female musician singing on the stage, then looked at the hostile woman's face behind her, and then turned her gaze around to Lin Yue's face.

His hand was gently shaking the glass, and the ice cubes followed the flow of whiskey and hit the wall of the glass, making a crisp sound.

She looked at the man with curiosity for a while, and felt that this man was a little special, and his smile was very friendly, so she moved closer and took the initiative to strike up a conversation: "What do you believe?"

Lin Yue said: "My surname is Yu."

"I mean, what do you believe?"

"I don't believe anything."

"Don't all people have to believe in something? For example, if you believe in Buddhism, Taoism, gods, and ghosts, it's okay to believe in your wife."

Lin Yue took a sip of wine and said calmly: "I'm divorced."

Luan Bingran said: "I'm sorry."

Lin Yue waved his hand and said it didn't matter: "Are all the little girls nowadays as proactive as you? Just ask others what they believe."

"This may be due to the nature of my work."

"I would like to ask, what do you do?"

"Oh, I am an employee of a public welfare hospice care organization, and I will be handing out flyers on this street tonight." Luan Bingran handed Lin Yue a flyer while speaking.

Lin Yue looked at the word "redemption" in capital letters and said, "Just in time, you can also redeem me."

"Are you kidding me?"

"Why do you think my wife wants to divorce me, and why do I come here to drink alcohol?" Lin Yue took a sip of wine, put the glass on the bar, looked at the ice cubes inside and said, "I went to the hospital to take a photo a week ago.

Film, the doctor asked me to be kind to myself in the coming days, eat whatever I want, and play whatever I want."

"sorry."

Lin Yue waved his hand again, pointed at the flyer in front of him and said, "Have you finished distributing these?"

Luan Bingran shook her head: "I feel thirsty just halfway through. Come in and have something to drink."

"Would you like me to help you?"

"Isn't this bad?"

"I'm fine anyway, and I don't want to go home too early. It's easy to think too much when lying in bed alone."

No one is afraid of death, everyone is afraid of death. It is human nature to put pressure on oneself with random thoughts.

Luan Bingran thought about it seriously. Regardless of whether he was telling the truth or lies, she had no loss anyway.

"Thank you very much."

Lin Yue smiled, picked up the bottle and poured himself half a glass of wine.

The two talked for a while and then got off the high stool and walked outside together. The bartender admired him very much.

…

The bartender thought Lin Yue had left, but he came back within a few minutes, accompanied by four well-dressed mature women.
To be continued...