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Chapter 948 Missing Love

Chapter 1,17

When the woman took the wine handed to her by Long Xiaoshan, she immediately frowned: "This is not a white beauty."

The white beauty is a white cocktail, but the glass of wine in front of her is a light blue color.

"Miss, this is a new product from our hotel. Today, the event is free. You can try it. If it doesn't work, I'll change you a cup of white beauties." Long Xiaoshan said calmly.

The woman looked up and saw the bartender in front of her with a hat, and could only see half of her face clearly.

Strangely, she has been here many times, and she knows the bartender here. Why does it seem like she has changed someone today? But this is not what she has to consider. With her personality, she wouldn't want it even if she gave it for free. She has become accustomed to a taste and will not change it. This is her personality.

Just as she was about to refuse, a faint breath floated up from the wine glass. This smell was indescribable. Even someone who had no knowledge of wine suddenly felt a strong feeling of wanting to taste it.

The words of rejection that came to his mouth also turned into nodding: "Okay, I'll give it a try."

She put the glass of wine to her mouth and took a sip.

The smellless liquid flowed into her throat as if it were white water.

Very light.

She was a little disappointed, but then, a cold air flowed from her abdomen and reached her head. Then, she felt intoxicated, and many memories surged into her heart. Before she knew it, she actually burst into tears.

I don’t know how long it took to free herself from that intoxicating emotion.

After wiping her tears, she hurriedly asked the bartender with a hat: "What kind of cocktail is this? Does it have a name?"

"The name is Si Lian." said the bartender.

"Love, love."

The woman kept murmuring, and the tears that had already stopped seemed to flow down again. She cried and said with a smile: "Where is a good name, can you give me another cup?"

The bartender shook his head: "I'm sorry, I can only give you one."

"Why, I can buy it, you said, it's okay to make as much money!" the woman said anxiously.

"Sorry, Miss, I don't sell my wine for no amount of money."

"What do you want?"

"My wine is only changed to stories. If you drink love, you can tell me a story about love and tell someone you love, I can give you another glass." The bartender said calmly.

The woman was silent and hesitant.

The bartender waited for a while, put away the cockpit glass in disappointment, and said, "It seems that you don't have someone you miss. Sorry, I can't give you my wine."

"No, wait."

The woman looked at the cup in the bartender's hand and seemed to have made up her mind and said, "I have it, but you have to promise that I told you that you must not tell the third person."

The bartender said calmly: "Okay, I can swear that any word you tell me will be rotten in my heart and will not let the third person know."

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The woman breathed a deep breath.

After a moment of silence, she slowly said: "I can tell you that I have a person I miss, who is my college classmate, but I have never told him.

He was born in a poor family and came from a small mountain village in Xichuan. Originally, he and I should be from two worlds. Although I am not a person who despises the poor and loves the rich, my family background is destined to be from two worlds with him. Moreover, I have long had a fiancé, so it is even more impossible for me to have any intersection with him.

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Ling Ruotong felt lost. Could it be that all this is really a dream...


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