Outside the car window, the hustle and bustle of Yuncheng at night has not faded.
Driving through the busy city and passing through the quiet and elegant streets, the lonely man and the widow sat quietly in the car, feeling a bit ambiguous.
Wen Baijing drove the car calmly, and Ye Zhenzhen quietly looked at him sideways.
After not seeing him for a few months, he was more stern than before, and his outline became clearer and clearer.
"What's wrong? Don't you recognize me?" Wen Baijing seemed to notice Ye Zhenzhen's gaze and turned to look at Ye Zhenzhen.
His eyes were still calm, and his voice was a little warm.
Ye Zhenzhen shook her head shyly, her smile was curved and her voice was slightly sweet, "It's been too long since we last met."
She wanted to see more, but she didn't dare Say it. She pursed her lips, her eyes evasive.
Ye Zhenzhen rubbed her fingers nervously, with a little deer in her heart.
After getting out of the car, Wen Baijing reached out to hold her hand, but Ye Zhenzhen subconsciously hid her hand behind her back.
"Let's go!" Seeing Ye Zhenzhen's embarrassed look, Wen Baijing stopped insisting.
Outside the panoramic floor-to-ceiling windows, the city’s bright stars are within reach. All the lakes and mountains lie at your feet.
The interior decoration is minimalist and low-key, and the furniture is all from the Italian brand poliform.
After taking a bath, she stood in the bathroom, put on Wen Baijing's white shirt, and was slightly stunned.
The smell of pines and cypresses in the snow-capped mountains came quietly, and the familiar smell made her feel at ease.
The two of them were sitting on the sofa, with a bottle of red wine open on the table. Friends who haven't seen each other for a long time can't help but talk to each other over a drink.
"When others meet again, they say they haven't seen each other for a long time. When we meet again..." Wen Baijing shook his head and took a deep breath of cigarette, and the smoke filled the space between them.
Ye Zhenzhen could hear his resentment, and she would not disturb him unless she had to.
"I'm sorry!" Ye Zhenzhen bit her lip lightly, and she raised her clear eyes, "Is it too late to say we haven't seen each other for a long time?"
Wen Baijing emerged. With a hint of a smile, he nodded, "Well, it should be in time."
Late at night, after a few months, they raised their glasses again, and Wen Baijing felt happy to have recovered what he had lost.
"Why didn't you tell me that you were wronged?" Wen Baijing's voice fluctuated a little. He was not having an easy time these days.
She lowered her eyes to cover the clear spring. After a few seconds of silence, her slightly sweet voice was extremely hoarse at the moment, "Can we...can we not talk about the past?"
"Ye Zhenzhen, do you want to erase me too?"
Wen Baijing spoke slowly and calmly, and his overly calm look had an indescribable sense of oppression.
There was a moment of dead silence in the living room.
He lit another cigarette,He casually held it in his hand, and the rising smoke confused Ye Zhenzhen.
In the afternoon in Wen Baijing's arms, she smelled the faint smell of smoke. She was a little confused. Wen Baijing had never smoked in front of her before.
She always thought that Wen Baijing didn't know how to smoke.
"I'm sorry." Ye Zhenzhen didn't seem to know what to say other than apologizing, with the ripe cockleburs of autumn pricking her heart.
"Ye Zhenzhen, to you..." Wen Baijing swallowed his words halfway.
Ye Zhenzhen noticed that she was getting drunker, and her face turned slightly red.
Seeing Ye Zhenzhen's slightly tipsy appearance, Wen Baijing suddenly didn't want to wait any longer.
"Let me go..."
Ye Zhenzhen's soft lips were covered by his, and she was struggling in vain in her drunkenness. The appearance of Wen Bai Jing from the past appeared in her mind.
A few months ago...
The gentle countryside of Jiangnan always fascinates me.
At the end of April in Yuncheng, neon lights up the city, and the nightlife has just begun.
People seize the tail end of the weekend and indulge in extravagance. In a high-end business KtV, the lights in the luxury box were dim and ambiguous, and the MV for "Broader Seas and Sky" was playing on the screen.
A bald man with a round belly was singing passionately. Maybe the song was so inspiring, the guests whistled and applauded constantly.
There are about twenty male and female guests in the private room. These people are agents of Zhichu women's clothing in various provinces. Today Zhichu Brand Company hosted a banquet for agents. They just came out from the five-star hotel next door after eating, and they couldn't stop. Come and sing. People were toasting each other, lighting cigarettes, rolling dice to compare, chatting and laughing, and eating the fruit plate seriously. Laughter came and went, creating a scene where the guests and hosts were enjoying themselves.
Ye Zhenzhen wore her hair neatly in a bun, with no stray hair on her smooth forehead. Wearing decent blue overalls, she walked gracefully in the box, squatting down to open the wine and take down the empty wine. bottles, changing ashtrays, etc., it was very busy.
Just as she raised her head and prepared to stand up, a female guest in her thirties on the right waved to her. She approached the female guest, squatted down, tugged on her short skirt, and walked over with a smile.
"Princess, order me a "Red Bean", remember to give it priority." said the female guest.
Ye Zhenzhen walked to the computer and ordered songs for the guests. After a while, she realized that a thin layer of sweat had formed on her forehead.
The waiter configuration of this luxury box is two princesses, who are responsible for serving tea and water, cleaning, and ordering songs for the guests. There is also a young master who is responsible for taking wine, fruit plates, snacks, etc. from the water bar and delivering them to the private room. Even if there are three people serving, there is not much free time.
KtV waiters have no basic salary and no social security, so they can only rely on tips from customers. Ye Zhenzhen was very careful all night, fearing that she would make a mistake, be complained by a customer, or be fined by the company. During her internship, sheAll tips must be turned over to the company.
Li Ling, who is also a box princess, smiled and asked Ye Zhenzhen:
"How do you feel about your first day of internship?"
Ye Zhenzhen was full of satisfaction She replied with a smile on her face, "I'm a little nervous, Sister Li Ling. I need to ask you to teach me more about what I don't understand." After saying that, she shook her collar lightly with her hand, and then let out a slight breath.
"Don't be nervous, just get used to it. The air conditioner is so cold, you still sweat all the time." Li Ling touched the goose bumps on her arms and shook her head with a smile.
Ye Zhenzhen pulled down the skirt of her work clothes and quietly shook her ankles. After standing in high heels all night, her feet were a little burning, and she secretly complained in her heart.
Ye Zhenzhen and Li Ling stood side by side in front of the computer desk, smiling and looking around. The table in the box was normal and everything was normal.
She lifted her heels lightly, and her heels were freed from the restraints of the shoes, and her whole body was free.
When she raised her eyes, her eyes accidentally glanced at the man on the sofa diagonally opposite, who was looking at her casually. Ye Zhenzhen blushed instantly because of her indecent move just a second ago.
She had no choice but to pretend to be calm and nodded to the man with a smile. The man ignored her, looked away, calmly picked up the teacup, and took a slow sip of tea.
The man looked less than thirty years old. He was wearing a neat white shirt and was sitting on the sofa. Ye Zhenzhen did not dare to stare at him all the time. She only felt that this man had an aloof temperament and his clean clothes were not stained with dust. This environment filled with smoky wine steam is a bit out of place.
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Very inappropriately, she remembered a sentence - fluttering as if she was alone in the world.
"Who!"
A rapid "sizzling" sound came from the stereo, and everyone covered their ears.
The bald man with a big belly was swaying, smelling of alcohol, holding a microphone and shouting: "Who cut my song?"
His voice was muddy and his throat sounded like A lump of old phlegm is stuck, and it is like the roaring Yellow River roaring with sand and stones.
There was silence in the private room, and everyone turned their attention to the bald man and the two waiters.
Ye Zhenzhen panicked instantly and looked to Li Ling for help.
Li Ling greeted him with a smile, and apologized to the bald and pot-bellied man: "Brother, I'm sorry, the new waiter is not sensible and accidentally prioritized other people's songs. Please calm down. I'll give you priority immediately."
The bald man shouted into the phone: "Why are you so embarrassed?"
"Brother, I give you a toast. I'm sorry."
"Brother, you can do whatever you want with me!"
After Li Ling finished speaking, she handed the bald man half a glass of wine, poured a full glass herself, and raised her head. Drink the wine in the glass in one gulp.
Bald man: "Just a glass of wine?"
Ye Zhenzhen has no knowledgeAfter this scene, I stood there not knowing what to do. He simply stepped forward and apologized: "Brother, I'm sorry, it's my problem, I apologize to you."
Bald man: "Did you give priority to other people's songs?"
< p> Ye Zhenzhen's face was red, and she was stumbling when she spoke: "Brother, I'm sorry, I'm not sensible...I'll apologize to you."The bald man retreated to the sofa, crossed his arms across his chest, and tilted his head. Ye Zhenzhen looked at Ye Zhenzhen and said condescendingly: "Okay! Six bottles... After you blow six bottles of wine, I will forgive you."
Six bottles! Ye Zhenzhen is a little bit stuck in a trap, if she doesn't let the customers make trouble if they don't drink, she will definitely make things difficult for them and be fined if they pay the bill. Drink it, she really can't drink six bottles.
"Drink or not! If you want to apologize, show your sincerity!" The bald man said while pointing at Li Ling and motioning for her to open a drink.
Looking at the rows of beer bottles with thick foam on the bar, Ye Zhenzhen bit her lower lip.
She picked up a bottle of wine, raised her head and drank it down.
"Ahem..."
Ye Zhenzhen drank a bottle and put the empty bottle gently on the table. Maybe she drank too quickly, and Ye Zhenzhen couldn't help but cough. .
"Continue!" the bald man.
Ye Zhenzhen frowned, picked up the second bottle of wine, gritted her teeth and continued to blow the bottle.
For people who don’t know how to drink, the taste of wine is not good. Ye Zhenzhen drank the second bottle without holding her breath. She felt her face was hot and her whole body was hot.
"Bald, let it go if the little girl can't drink!"
"That's right, you have a lot, don't argue with a little girl."
" Look at everyone's face, their faces and necks are red, and their hands are also red."
Everyone started to talk about the bald head.
The bald man ignored everyone's pleas and waved his hands to the intercessors, "How can I not drink when I work here? Don't tell me."
The bald man had old phlegm stuck in his throat. When he spoke long sentences in one breath, he seemed out of breath and weak, as if he would die in the next second because he couldn't take a breath.
Seeing that the bald man was not going to give up making things difficult, Ye Zhenzhen could only continue drinking.
After finishing the fourth bottle, Ye Zhenzhen felt a little dizzy. She put down the beer bottle and reached out to wipe the remaining wine on her chin.
The female guest who asked her to order a song did not step forward to explain to her. Maybe she wanted to see a good show and have some fun, or rich people really couldn't empathize with ants.
I accidentally caught a glimpse of the aloof and refreshing man. He remained an indifferent bystander and looked at Ye Zhenzhen coldly. He had no intention of saving the beauty and no sign of a rescue.
Cut it! man! Ye Zhenzhen cursed.
Her stomach suddenly turned upside down. She frowned and rushed to the private room to wash her hands.During this time, I held the toilet and vomited wildly.
I felt like something was pinching my stomach. The wine I just drank was filled with stomach acid and rushed through my throat, like a torrent flowing out of a dam, unstoppable.
After a while, my stomach finally calmed down.
She struggled to get up. She looked like a boiled shrimp in the mirror, with a light layer of white powder floating on her red face. The collar of her work clothes was a little wet, and there were wet tears in the corners of her eyes.
When Ye Zhenzhen came out of the bathroom, the private room was dark, with only the colorful spotlights flashing. The DJ music was dynamic and noisy. Everyone was immersed in the music and letting themselves go, dancing wildly to the melody. .
Ye Zhenzhen stumbled along the wall and walked to the door of the box.
Seeing her come out, Li Ling said, "Are you feeling better? The waiter has to come out. I knocked on the bathroom door and called you, but you didn't move."
"You're feeling better. , it will feel better after vomiting." Ye Zhenzhen braced herself and stood in good shape at the door of the private room.
The soft background music in the hall floats in the air, and French palace elements can be seen everywhere in the corridor, such as crystal lamps, carved columns, gilded vintage oval mirrors embedded in the wall, etc.
"If you keep patiently, I'll probably pay the bill after they finish dancing." Li Ling looked towards the aisle next to her, "Today is the weekend, the guests have almost left."
About twenty minutes later, the music in the box stopped. Ye Zhenzhen and Li Ling hurriedly opened the door and went in to turn on the lights. The young master held the steaming towels and distributed them to the guests with a smile.
The tabletop was in a mess, and the guests were leaning on the sofa in various directions.
"Waiter, pay the bill!"
"Okay, please wait!"
This sentence is like a love word to the waiter and means money. It will fall into the bag in the next second. After checking the bill, Ye Zhenzhen submitted the bill and clicked the call button to pay.
The minister held a walkie-talkie in one hand, a POS machine and a bill in the other, and asked the guest with a smile: "Good evening, boss! The total consumption here is 8,800 yuan. Can I pay by card or cash?"
The arrogant and refreshing man raised his hand and said, "Here!"
"Wait a minute!"