Huangfu Yao closed his eyes and said, "Auntie, please stop talking, I understand."
Mother Han sighed, "As long as you understand, I hope you can be open-minded and let my son go!"
Open up! Let it go! Every word Han Mu used was like a big stone, weighing heavily on Huangfu Yao's heart.
She couldn't help but laugh bitterly.
I don't know how I left the coffee shop, and I don't remember how I said goodbye to Han Mu. Huangfu Yao was walking on the street in a daze. His petite figure looked so wandering and lonely, with a blank look on his face.
The whole afternoon, she was like a wandering spirit, aimless.
Until night falls, the street lights on both sides emit dim yellow lights. From a distance, they stretch out to the far end like two ribbons.
However, my mood did not improve at all.
He looked up blankly and saw a splendid bar opposite. A circle of light purple neon lights hung around the shining signboard, giving it an intoxicating light.
I walked in in a daze, but I didn't realize that there were several sneaky men following behind me.
When I saw this innocent girl at the bar, I couldn't help but look at her a few more times. Her eyes were full of hesitation, and the bartender's eyes slipped, maybe he was lost in love again.
"Girl, what do you want to drink?"
Because of congenital heart disease, his brother has always restricted his diet and never allowed himself to drink. The only time he indulged was when he met Han Shaoqi on the edge of the West Lake.
Seeing the bartender's handsome and neat mix of drinks, Huangfu Yao's eyes were attracted and he asked, "What kind of wine can you drink here to relieve your worries?"
The bartender smiled helplessly, "Is there any wine in the world that can relieve sorrow?"
Huangfu said softly, "Then give me the strongest drink."
The bartender was about to get it for her when he saw a hand suddenly stretched out from beside him. Most of his face was covered by a peaked cap, so his expression could not be seen clearly. "Give her a glass of 'Midnight Lover'."
The name of Midnight Lover sounds spicy, but its concentration is actually very low.
The bartender thought that the man was someone close to her, and was worried that she would come out alone. If not, he would not have such a caring tone, so he took a glass of wine with the lowest concentration and handed it to Huangfu Yao, but it was snatched away by the man next to him with a grin on his face.
Kai, naively, smiled and said, "Let me take care of her."
The bartender had seen this kind of thing happen many times, so he didn't pay any attention to it.
The man took the wine, flicked the powder in his palm into the wine without leaving a trace, and then handed the wine to Huangfu Yao, "Drink, sister."
Huangfu Yao turned around and looked at the strange man, "Who is your sister? I only have one brother, and you are not my brother." As he said this, he snatched the glass of wine from the man's hand and poured it into his mouth randomly.
Even the lightest alcohol in the bar was still potent. Huangfu Yao choked on the spicy taste of the wine and kept coughing.
The man stretched out his hand and gently patted Huangfu Yao's back. It was more like stroking along the graceful curves than a pat.
Huangfu Yao concentrated all his energy on the wine stuck in his throat. He didn't notice the man's movements for a moment, let alone see the weird smile on the man's lips, and there was no trace of the honesty he had just faced the bartender.
After a while, Huangfu Yao's body became a little limp, and his mind was withdrawn from his mind. The man held Huangfu Yao's shoulders and walked out...