After a week, Yi Yao's wounds were completely healed.
Xing Yan stayed in Yongcheng to handle the follow-up cooperation between Emerging Technology and Weishi Group, and also laid the foundation for the future development of the branch here.
"Yaoyao, let's go out for dinner tonight to celebrate your discharge." Xing Yan called and asked.
Yi Yao just returned to the villa, and now she has not been back for a while and is cleaning up the somewhat messy room.
"Okay, it just so happened that the branch office took root in Yongcheng. Let's celebrate it for my brother."
Xing Yan's eyes flashed with a hint of cunning, and the corners of his lips unconsciously raised a smile: "Call your sister Liu Ying."
Oh, so I was waiting here.
Yi Yao put down the clothes in his hands, put his hand on his forehead, and pretended to be angry: "Aren't you inviting my sister to dinner? You have to bring others with you, brother, what's the matter with you?"
Xing Yan immediately panicked, and quickly coaxed softly: "It's so far away. Brother, didn't you think that the two of us would be too monotonous? Since there are more people celebrating, wouldn't it be more lively?"
Seeing his too serious explanation, Yi Yao couldn't bear to continue making trouble with him, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, brother, I'll make sure I call Sister Liu Ying."
Xing Yanding's restaurant was an ancient inn-style restaurant, and Yi Yao couldn't help but be pleasantly surprised when he took Liu Ying to find it.
The two walked in holding hands, and were introduced by a waiter wearing a retro cheongsam. The fragrance that hit their faces was refreshing.
"Yaoyao, have you been to this place before? It's really special." Liu Ying held Yi Yao's arm and said as she walked. She didn't take her eyes off those antique objects, and she obviously liked them very much.
Yi Yao shook his head and whispered in her ear: "Although I grew up in Yongcheng, I have never been here, but I have heard that a poetry gathering seems to be held here every year."
"Poetry party!" Liu Ying couldn't help but shout a little louder.
When the waiter who received them heard this, he smiled politely at them, and while guiding them to the private room booked on the third floor, he said: "Our shop owner loves all kinds of ancient things, including poetry, so every year we gather people from all over the place to
Friends who love poetry come here and get free food and accommodation, just to find a close friend."
"Your boss is really a sweetheart. The modern pace is so fast. It feels like we have traveled back to ancient times here." Liu Ying couldn't help but sigh.
The waiter wore a polite smile, stretched out his hand and pointed the way respectfully. The small cubicle in front was the private room.
As soon as Yi Yao and Liu Ying entered, Xing Yan called.
In an anxious tone: "Yaoyao, are you here? There is an urgent meeting suddenly. I will rush over as soon as it is over."
Yi Yao glanced at Liu Ying and sighed, "Okay, hurry up, brother, and pay attention to safety on the road."
After hanging up the phone, she reached out to ask the waiter to order, but Liu Ying grabbed her arm.
"Since he has something to do, sister, I will take you to have fun, just so you don't have to be a burden to him."
"Um?"
Yi Yao blinked in confusion and was pulled out of the private room by her before he could react.
In the car, she asked: "Sister Ying, where are we going?"
Looking in this direction, she couldn't make up her mind for a moment, but looking at the smile on Liu Ying's lips, she felt that it couldn't be a good place.
"Don't worry, it's definitely a good place. Can my sister sell you?" As he spoke, the car accelerated a little more, as if he was venting some kind of emotion.
The night is getting darker and the neon lights on the roadside are lighting up.
Yi Yao was taken to a live house by Liu Ying.
On the stage, a band was performing loudly. The leader of the band was a handsome boy with a guitar on his back. He had medium-long hair and shook his smog-blue hair crazily.
The keyboard player and drummer behind him nodded to the rhythm of the music, spinning the drum sticks in their hands coolly, and occasionally interacted with the audience, causing the audience to scream and shout.
Liu Ying leaned close to Yi Yao's ear and said loudly: "I will take you to the booth on the second floor. You can enjoy the panoramic view of the downstairs there and it is quieter than here."
Yi Yao nodded and made an OK gesture.
She had never been to a place like this before. This was the first time she had seen such an enthusiastic band perform live. To be honest, it was a bit passionate. No wonder rock youth are so real.
Liu Ying quickly pulled her to the booth on the second floor, where the view was excellent and quiet, and she could overlook the performance stage downstairs.
The waiter came forward, Liu Ying ordered a few glasses of fruit wine and a bottle of whiskey, and then the two of them looked at the performance in the audience.
The song ended soon and was replaced by a less noisy band love song. Maybe it was due to the atmosphere of the space. Both Liu Ying and Yi Yao were infected by the sad atmosphere around them and were immersed in the music.
"Your drinks are ready. If you need anything, please ring the bell."
The waiter placed the drinks and fruit plates and went out.
Liu Ying picked up a glass of seaweed-blue wine and said to Yi Yaoyao, "Yaoyao, we won't go home until we get drunk tonight."
"Sister Ying, otherwise I'd better stop drinking. I can still drive when you're drunk," Yi Yao said.
Otherwise, it would be a problem for them to go back. It would be difficult to find a driver at the beach, not to mention she was not very good at drinking.
Liu Ying made a big wave and put her arms around her shoulders. Her eyes were full of pity: "Yuanyao, you don't know how depressed I am. I'm really sad."
After that, without waiting for Yi Yao's persuasion, she raised the glass of wine in her hand and drank it in one gulp. The fruity alcohol content was not low and had great stamina.
The strong alcohol seemed to occupy her brain circuit. Liu Ying looked at Yi Yao, but seemed to be looking at another person through her.
Yi Yao patted her shoulder helplessly, not knowing how to comfort her or what happened.
"Yaoyao, I like your sister very much. I don't have any brothers or sisters, and I don't have any close friends, so when I encounter something, I can only swallow it in my stomach. I originally thought that this would be the case for the rest of my life, but I didn't expect that I met him.
"Liu Ying looked confused, leaning on the sofa cushions, looking up at the colorful lights on the ceiling, her thoughts slowly drifting away.
"It was a summer, my first year studying abroad. The unfamiliar environment forced me to get to know the city quickly. However, the language barrier and my poor health caused me to often get sick, and I even fell behind in my courses.
At that time, how could I be in the mood to make any friends? I didn't expect that I was just like a sick person before." Liu Ying laughed at herself.
Yi Yao shook his head and reached out to hold her, wanting to give her some comfort.
She said: "Sister Ying, you are very good at Taekwondo. No matter how you were before, in my eyes now, you are cool and cool."
What Yi Yao said was true. In her heart, Liu Ying was like her own sister, and she naturally wanted to get close to her.
Liu Ying raised her lips and smiled, and then said: "Then I met a person, that hot and innocent boy who left a mark on my life. I fell in love with him at first sight."