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Chapter 19
As soon as you enter the bar, you will be greeted by a strong smell of alcohol, white smoke on the dance floor, dry ice melted by the bar itself, as well as cigarettes and cigars smoked by guests.
The electronic music on the stereo was deafening, and the decibels were so high that the entire wall was shaking. Lin Shu touched the wall, his palm was numb from the vibration, and he quickly stopped.
"Sir, do you want to go to the VIP box? Or go to the front row of the dance floor to watch the show?" the bunny girl asked loudly.
There are boxes in this small bar?
Lin Shu snorted slightly, raised his head to look, and sure enough, he saw a row of small private rooms, similar to the VIP seats in an opera house.
There are VIP seats for the strip show?
So fresh.
Lin Shu had never only watched operas in the VIP seats, and this was the first time he had seen a strip show.
"Go to the box," Lin Shu said.
"Okay, sir, follow me please."
Several waiters escorted Lin Shu into the elevator, fearing that today's honored guest would change his mind if he got upset, and the duck would fly away.
The box is well decorated, and the side facing the stage is a one-way mirror, which not only has a wide and bright view, but also protects the privacy of the guests.
There were more than one dancer on the stage. The girl with rabbit ears held a cat teasing stick and waved it slightly, and the cat boy kneeling on the ground unbuttoned it.
The boy was wearing a one-piece tunic, the tail of the cat behind him was raised high, his legs were on the ground, his clothes were half-faded, and his knees were red because he had been kneeling for a long time.
"Sir, what would you like to drink? We make our own cocktails here, and you can't drink them anywhere else."
As soon as Lin Shu was seated, the waiter brought the tablet and enthusiastically sold the drinks, impatiently.
cocktail?
He never went out for cocktails, in case someone was up to no good.
After all, in the process of bartending, someone who is interested secretly puts something to add to the fun, and the drinker is not easy to detect.
Lin Shu glanced at the wine list, stared closely at the waiter who was speaking, and said with a look of scrutiny, "Bring some unopened bottles."
The waiter hurriedly lowered his head, putting away his careful thoughts, not daring to look into Lin Shu's eyes, "Okay, sir."
The atmosphere stagnates.
Fearing that Lin Shu would be unhappy, the other waiters immediately sat down and leaned lightly between Lin Shu's arms.
Lin Shu asked the waiter to light a few cigarettes, and put them in the ashtray to burn, and soon the room was filled with smoke.
Not long after, the waiter pushing the wine came in, took the only few bottles of famous wine in the store, and carefully placed them on the table.
"Sir, what method do you use to pay?" Xu Shi had encountered many bad customers before, and the waiter asked cautiously.
The smell of buttery tobacco is reassuring, and the heartbeat finally slows down, sinking into a deadly depression.
Lin Shu took a breath of the smoke in the air, took out a secondary card from his pants pocket, and threw it to the waiter.
呲——
A bottle of wine is opened, and the volatilized ethanol overflows the mouth of the bottle.
Lin Shu leaned his head back, resting the back of his head against the wall, allowing the waiter to pick up the wine and feed it into his mouth with a smile.
On the stage, the cat boy had already taken off his tunic to his waist, and the charming part was looming, and the fluff on the cat's tail was also wet because of the wine sprayed from the audience.
The dance floor was packed, and cheers and laughter burst through the roof.
The audience was applauding the cat boy's performance, spilling wine and banknotes on the stage together, and it was extremely lively.
No matter how lively the outside box was, Lin Shu remained calm, and looked at the people below indifferently and shouted.
All the commotion has nothing to do with him.
Fascinated by the fluttering smoke, Lin Shu thought dully, maybe he has not been reborn, but his soul has not been taken away by the god of death, and is floating in the world of consciousness, as a lonely wandering soul.
Three or two bottles of whiskey fell into his throat, and his vision became blurred like fog.
Amidst the mist, the blushing face of the cat boy on the stage gradually changed into that person's indifferent expression of pain.
Under his persecution, Qin Yuchi wore this kind of tunic, which looked much better than this thin cat boy.
At the very beginning, Qin Yuchi was a tough guy, and he was unwilling to give in even if he was withdrawn from the starring role and movie.
Qin Yuchi had no choice but to succumb until the investors from all sides left the scene one after another, and the directors Qin Yuchi had befriended broke up their funds one by one, shouldering debts they couldn't pay back, and their works were taken off the shelves one after another.
But surrender is not a simple "I promise", but wearing a tunic that is one size smaller, kneeling on the ground and saying "I was wrong".
Even wearing this unruly tunic and kneeling on the ground, Qin Yuchi would still straighten his back, like a sage untainted by the world, but he is sludge full of copper smell.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Lin, I was wrong." At that time Qin Yuchi gritted his teeth and said.
Because he was only wearing a one-piece tunic, his smooth muscle lines were all exposed, and his inverted triangle waist was tightly bound. Qin Yuchi could only inhale and straighten out his full chest.
And what was he thinking at that time?
At that time, he thought, how could there be such a person as Qin Yuchi in this world, with a sexy and attractive appearance, and the luster on his skin was translucent and bright, as if coated with sweet honey, which made him want to bite.
He tried his best to catch it, but after catching it in the net, he found that Qin Yuchi was not honey, but ice sprinkled with icing sugar, and it would gnaw his teeth even if he took a bite.
But the teeth can't stop him.
At that time, he was arrogant, thinking that there was nothing in this world that Lin Shu couldn't get, no matter how hard a bone was, he could easily break it, and Qin Yuchi was no different.
Later, Qin Yuchi was indeed broken by him, tempted by him to jump into the river of desire, and became a person who indulged in lust.
But the tendons in Qin Yuchi's bones will not be broken, and the roots will be broken continuously, so he can stay dormant and make him the loser in the end.
The smoke between his fingertips burned to the end, and the sharp pain brought Lin Shu back to his senses.
The cat boy's clothes were all taken off, and the cheers on the dance floor were even louder. Lin Shu lowered his eyes and glanced at it, only to find it boring.
boring.
The whiskey was boring, the nicotine was dull, and Lully was hard to swallow, nothing interesting.
So... what's interesting?
Lin Shu knew the answer, but he didn't want to say the man's name.
Before being engulfed by the fire, he had already decided to let Qin Yuchi go, and after his rebirth, he shouldn't have appeared in front of that person again and again.
The fingertips were burned a little sore.
Lin Shu threw the cigarette on the ground and stood up abruptly, startling the waiters.
"Sir...?!" the bunny girl asked in a panic.
The shirt was stained with alcohol, Lin Shu shook off the accumulated liquor, and asked drowsily, "Who can drive?"
There was a moment of silence in the box, and one of the boys said tremblingly, "I will."
Lin Shu nodded, threw the car keys to the boy, and strode out the door, "You, take me back to the hotel."
"Okay, sir."
The small convertible started, and the night breeze blew away the smell of tobacco and alcohol on Lin Shu's body, gradually soaked in the fragrance of coconut.
The boy drove slowly, for fear of bumping the car and causing huge compensation.
While walking slowly, Lin Shu felt bored, so he lit another cigarette, held it between his fingertips, and leaned his elbow on the car door.
The boy glanced at the rearview mirror. Lin Shu's expression in the mirror was really lonely, with a decadent and withered beauty, so he couldn't help but ask, "Sir..."
"What?" Lin Shu squinted his gaze.
The boy was a little apprehensive, and asked tentatively, "Sir, are you unhappy? Why don't you smoke after you light a cigarette?"
The boy's Mandarin is very standard, without any local accent.
Lin Shu avoided answering, raised his eyebrows slightly, and changed the subject, "Are your parents immigrants?"
"Yes." The boy replied nervously.
"Why do you want to do this?" Lin Shu asked again.
"Father's business is not doing well," the boy said in a low voice. "The bank loan is not repaid, and there are two younger brothers and sisters who need to study at home..."
Three or two sentences, pieced together into common and vulgar suffering.
Lin Shu has seen this kind of person countless times, who betrayed his body for one reason or another. He used to sneer at this kind of person, but now he feels a little pity in a strange way.
No one spoke for the rest of the journey.
The small convertible drove to the open-air parking lot. Lin Shu yawned and got out of the car, and threw the secondary card he was carrying with him to the boy.
"Sir!" The boy hurriedly caught the card, "What are you doing?"
The boy's eyes were wide open, his face was as beautiful as a delicate doll, which was quite attractive.
"Send it to you, use it as you like, remember to buy more gold and save it, and slowly turn it into cash." Lin Shu said.
"How can this be done?" The boy blushed anxiously, wanting to return the card, "I, I can't accept it."
Lin Shu ignored the boy's refusal, turned around and walked to the first area, "This is not my card, you should act early, and when the cardholder reports the loss, you will no longer be able to swipe it."
This is Bian Xinglan's card.
If the car is not lost, then let Bian Xinglan lose a little money, whoever said that that idiot is only stupid and enthusiastic, and doesn't use his brain to make money.
Alcohol was gradually on the rise, Lin Shu gloated and smiled, and walked towards the residence in the moonlight.
"Thank you, sir!" the boy called after him.
Lin Shu didn't look back, but waved his hand as a silent farewell.
Not long after, Lin Shu walked to the central villa, swiped his fingerprints and entered the house.
The whiskey has a strong stamina. When he entered the door, Lin Shu was a little dizzy and his steps were unsteady. He staggered to the sofa, slumped down, and curled up on the sofa in a daze.
Breathing with his mouth open for a few minutes, his throat became dry, so Lin Shu stood up slowly, went to the refrigerator and opened the door, and chose a bottle of mineral water.
The bottle cap is so loose that Lin Shu can open it with a slight twist.
The cold water poured into his throat, and the burning sensation caused by drunkenness disappeared a lot. Lin Shu felt better, and slowly sat on the ground with his legs limp, with half of his face pressed against the refrigerator door.
drunk.
Lin Shu didn't need to look in the mirror, just imagining his current ugly appearance a little bit, and felt it was funny and wanted to laugh.
If Qin Yuchi saw him like this, he would probably hide away and talk about being tempted.
Why did he think of Qin Yuchi again?
Haven't you already decided to let people go?
Lin Shu sighed, raised his hand and slapped himself twice, and took another sip of mineral water to quench the wild thoughts in his head.
After resting enough, his body was a little hot. Lin Shu hugged the refrigerator for strength, and was about to stand up and take a cold shower in the bathroom.
"Mr. Lin, why did you drink so much?" A frivolous voice came from behind, Lin Shu clicked his tongue irritably, and turned his head to look.
Lin Yiyuan was standing at the stairs on the second floor, walking down the stairs slowly step by step, with a frivolous smile on his face.
"What's the matter with you?" Lin Shu asked impatiently.
Lin Yiyuan smiled, walked closer, looked at the mineral water in Lin Shu's hand and asked, "Mr. Lin, how are you feeling now? Do you feel restless and want to vent?"
Lin Shu was indeed a little irritable, but not to the point of venting. He screwed up the cap of the mineral water bottle, "What do you want to do?"
"Mr. Lin, Qin Yuchi is so boring. Instead of taking care of him, you might as well consider me." Lin Yiyuan walked up to Lin Shu, leaned down and said.
With Lin Yiyuan's face, he still wants to find a benefactor?
"Thinking about you?" Lin Shu couldn't help laughing, and asked back, "What are you? Even if it was given to Bian Xinglan for nothing, he wouldn't want it."
"You!" Lin Yiyuan was insulted, grabbed Lin Shu's shirt and lifted it up, forcing him to stand up.
Lin Shu was very light, dangling in the air like a piece of paper.
Lin Yiyuan shook him vigorously, and said with a sneer, "With such little strength, why are you so arrogant?"
Lin Shu shook his head with a smile, as if he had heard a big joke, he quickly raised his hand and smashed the mineral water bottle towards Lin Yiyuan's forehead.
Boom—!
The force was too great, the mineral water bottle was smashed and the blood and water mixed together and flowed down Lin Yiyuan's forehead.
After the violent attack, people couldn't react, Lin Yiyuan stood there in a daze, his mind buzzing continuously.
"Now, am I still weak?" Lin Shu squinted his eyes, raised the bottle again, and threw it down at the same place.
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