Angel Yan followed Jiang Chexin all the way to the bar where she worked. After entering, Jiang Chexin told her a few words and let her move around while she hurried to her post.
The interior of this music bar is not big, but the layout is twists and turns. The careful orange-yellow lighting design fills the whole room with the warmth of warm colors. In the light underfoot, the dark floor of the bar reflects a warm and charming light, like a faint light, and the soft melody of music is oncoming.
The customers who came here ordered drinks amidst laughter and chatter, and kept communicating with each other in the music bar. Then they sat with friends in twos and threes at the long small table, opening their hearts and chatting in low voices. Gather together and exchange recent life experiences and thoughts with each other.
Not long after Angel Yan came in, he smelled the faint aroma of wine that filled the olfactory field like curls of smoke, slowly floating in the air, making people feel a scent that they wanted to taste carefully.
Angel Yan looked around to find the bar counter and walked towards it.
Soft lights are still on the bar, and there are few but exquisite displays. Different mixing glasses, champagne in the glasses, wine bottles, and fruit on the cocktail hanging table are dotted on the bar, and the light and shadow pass through it. The reverse side of the mirror adds a lot of color to the entire space. The crowd of customers in the bar look mellow, tasteful, confident and leisurely in such soft lighting.
Angel Yan ordered a glass of champagne and held it in his hand, leaning gently against the bar and looking at Jiang Chexin on the small stage.
At this time, she had already adjusted the equipment, nodded to the people beside her to indicate that she was ready, and then started playing.
Adjusting the position of the microphone, she sang a sweet and soft song with a clear and clean voice. Everyone listened to her singing quietly.
Her voice is like a pair of soft, boneless hands, caressing the body of every listener, relaxing their tired bodies.
Music is the soul of this bar. The polyphony is exposed, warm and wanton, rich in rhythm, but it maintains its own inner curvature. Music intuitively shows the beauty of notes. People's limbs jump and dance in the sound of music, and they can release their suppressed boredom in such a relaxing and soothing atmosphere.
Angel Yan gently raised the wine glass to his lips and took a sip. At the same time, the melody of the song came softly to her ears, and the voice sang affectionately, which was intoxicating. This subtle feeling is just right, making Angel Yan feel like he is in another world, far away from the hustle and bustle.
At this moment, she seemed to let go of distant relatives and friends and even the fears and worries that hindered her life, and paid more attention to the simplest and real things. She was pure and leisurely, as comfortable as breathing easily in a different world.
But the beautiful atmosphere will always be ruined by someone who appears at the wrong time. Just when Angel Yan was immersed in this rare peace, a figure came to the bar and sat down next to her.
"Beauty, have we met somewhere?" A deep voice sounded in my ears.
Angel Yan didn't look back and still stared intently at Jiang Chexin, who was singing passionately on the small stage: "Has anyone ever told you that your way of striking up a conversation is really old-fashioned?"
"No, don't get me wrong, I just saw that you look familiar. Have you seen me somewhere, so I wanted to come over and get to know you."
"Oh, then you are wrong. We have never met. If nothing happens, you can leave. Please don't disturb me." Angel Yan's attitude was very perfunctory, even a little impatient.
"If it was just a guess before, now I am very sure that we have met before, just a few days ago, in a music bar. Do you still remember?" The visitor did not turn around and leave because of Angel Yan's attitude. , he still said unhurriedly.
After hearing his words, Angel Yan looked back at him. Looking at his face, Angel Yan did feel familiar. After thinking about it in my mind for a moment, I finally remembered who this person was.
"Oh, I remember you. Aren't you Leng's suitor? Shouting..." Although looking at the person in front of him, Angel Yan felt a little familiar, but he didn't take it to heart. He didn't think of it for a moment. What's his name.
Seeing that Angel Yan had forgotten his name, the man was a little embarrassed, but he still smiled and extended his hand to her: "Beautiful lady, let's get to know each other again. My name is Gude."
Angel Yan glanced at his outstretched hand and had no intention of taking it. He leaned lazily on the bar and closed his eyes as if enjoying the soft and gentle singing.
"I remembered. I heard that you are still a prince, right? What, are you setting your sights on your sister? Are you not going to pursue that ice cube beauty?"
"Beauty, you misunderstood. I just met here by chance, and you are Miss Leng's friend. So I thought of getting acquainted, and there was no other meaning." Good shook his head, and after explaining, he casually asked about the angel. Leng’s current situation: “I wonder how Miss Leng is doing now?”
"You haven't given up yet? My child, I advise you to stop it and forget it. You can't heat that ice cube, and it's impossible for you to fall in love with a mortal like you if you're cold. Don't have any wishful thinking."
"As far as I know, Miss Leng is still single. As long as she is not married, I have the right to pursue her. How do you know it is impossible until the end?" Faced with Angel Yan's contempt, Good always smiled. , with a gentle and gentle manner.
"But she already has someone in mind."
"Have you fallen in love with someone?" Good didn't believe it. According to the information he got, Angel Leng should be single and there is no one he likes.
"Of course this is just my guess, but it's close to ten, believe it or not. According to what I've known about her for thousands of years, with that guy's nature, I believe that a person will never change in any way throughout his life, even if he bumps into someone. The same goes for hitting the south wall and breaking your head and bleeding, so you'd better give up as soon as possible."
"No, I won't give up. Miss Leng is my savior, and she is also the first woman I have fallen in love with in so many years. Giving up lightly is not my style." Good shook his head and said firmly.
"Forget it, it's up to you. It's hard to persuade a damned person with good words, and great mercy will never save you. When you touch the nose, you will know it hurts."
After saying this, Angel Yan didn't want to continue persuading him. He just didn't want to see him trying in vain, so he kindly tried to persuade him. Who knew he was so persistent? In this case, there was nothing more to say. At this point, the conversation has become somewhat superficial.
Goode chatted with Angel Yan for a few more words, but she just closed her eyes quietly, as if she was listening to the music quietly, and her fingers gently tapped on the bar counter following the melody of the music. Seeing that Angel Yan ignored him, Goode wisely closed his mouth.
After finishing the song, Angel Yan finally slowly opened his eyes.
After seeing Angel Yan open his eyes, Good continued to speak: "Is that a female friend on the stage? I just saw that you have been paying attention to her."
As he spoke, he waved to the waiter not far away. When the waiter approached, he took out a few coins from his pocket and stuffed them into the waiter's hand. He pointed at Jiang Chexin who was singing on the stage and said, "Please help me. Send a bouquet of flowers to the beautiful woman singing on the stage, thank you."
"You're welcome, sir. I'll go now, please wait a moment." After hearing what Goode said, the waiter nodded, took the banknotes in Goode's hand and turned away.
"Tch, are you attracted to my friend? Didn't you say you wouldn't give up, so you fell in love so quickly?" Seeing Gude's behavior, Angel Yan rolled his eyes at him and said in a cold tone.
"I'm joking, that beautiful lady is not my type, but since she is your friend, I also want to get to know her, express my kindness, and make friends."
"I'm afraid this friend may not be that easy for you to make friends with." Angel Yan pointed at Jiang Chexin on the stage.
It's just that the waiter that Goode called just now is walking up to the stage holding a bouquet of flowers, bending down and handing it to Jiang Chexin, whispering something, and pointing in the direction of Angel Yan.
Then he saw Jiang Chexin reaching out and gently pushing the bouquet away from the waiter. After saying a few words, he saw the waiter walking down the stage sadly with the bouquet of flowers.
The flowers he sent seemed to be rejected, and Good looked at the scene on the stage calmly.
His suspicion was soon confirmed when he saw the waiter walking off the stage and walking straight towards Angel Yan and the two. He came to Good and bowed kindly to him. After thinking about it in his heart, he said apologetically: "Sir, I'm sorry. The lady rejected your words. She asked me to say sorry to you and thank you." kindness."
In fact, Jiang Chexin was not as polite as he said. Instead, he told the waiter in a direct and irritable tone to tell Goode to get out of here and not to bother her, as it would affect her mood for singing. But Goode was a customer after all, so of course he couldn't convey it directly, but stated it tactfully.
Goode casually took the bouquet brought back by the waiter, placed it on the bar, and waved him away.
"Unfortunately, I was right. I'm afraid you won't be able to make this friend." Angel Yan covered his mouth and chuckled.
"It doesn't matter. Your friend doesn't know me, so it's normal not to accept my kindness. I won't disturb you anymore. I came here just to say hello and get to know you. I didn't expect it to take so long. My friend is also waiting. If you’re in a hurry, I’ll leave first.”
Good drank the wine in the glass in one gulp, put down the empty glass and pointed to a few people at a table not far away who were whispering together. After saying sorry to Angel Yan, he turned to face the crowd. Go.
Looking at Goode leaving, the smile on Angel Yan's face suddenly disappeared. This person is not simple. He was able to continue talking to me without caring about my impatient attitude at first. During the conversation, Angel Yan Ruoyouruo showed contempt for him, but he was still not angry at all. He always greeted her with a smile and his eyes were as calm as water.
Such people either have a too good temper and are born with no temper, or they are extremely sophisticated and very good at controlling their temper, and can remain calm despite the collapse of Mount Tai. She didn't believe there was such a person in the world. The clay figurine was still angry. I was afraid that the latter situation was more likely.
Angel Leng might be troubled by being targeted by such a person. The key is that the other party is not an enemy, nor has he done any evil. He is just pursuing himself. He can't be killed, and he can't be thrown away. It's shocking and annoying.
Forget it, what does it have to do with me? The one who should be worried is Angel Leng. Why not do it when he can still watch the show?
Within half an hour after Goode left, Angel Yan stood out in this bar like a firefly in the night because of his outstanding appearance. She was approached by several people who thought they had good conditions, but she politely rejected them one by one. Although others were very excited, after Angel Yan rejected several people, no one came forward to ask for trouble.
"Give me a glass of water, thank you."
Jiang Chexin came down from the stage and said hello to the staff at the bar. After ordering a glass of water, he smiled and joked at Angel Yan beside him.
"I didn't expect you to be quite popular, but with your face that brings disaster to the country and the people, even I, a woman, can't help but feel moved when I look at it, let alone those stinky men. Some of these people have very good conditions. Do you want to Think about it? As the saying goes, the fastest way to forget an old love is to find a new love."
Faced with Jiang Chexin's joke, Angel Yan curled his lips and said, "Boring, are you done?"
"Ah... I feel much better." Jiang Chexin took the water pushed by the waiter and drank it in one gulp. His throat, which was hoarse and dry due to singing for too long, suddenly felt much better.
Jiang Chexin pointed to the bouquet that Goode had left on the bar and asked, "No, it's still early. It's just an intermission, so you have time to wait. By the way, the person sitting next to you just now is your friend. ?”
Angel Yan shook his head: "No, we just met by chance."
"That's good. I advise you not to have any contact with him in the future. You can tell by his face that he is not a good person."
"You probably don't know him, why do you say that? And is a person's quality determined by his appearance?"
Facing Angel Yan's question, Jiang Che nodded thoughtfully.
"Of course. As the saying goes, appearance comes from the heart. Whether a person is good or bad can be seen from his appearance. You can't be wrong."
"I never thought you could read faces?"
"That's not true. It's just a little life experience. I work here every day and have seen too many people with different behaviors over the years. Naturally, I have some insights. When you are young, you will understand when you have more experience." Jiang Che's heart patted lightly. Holding Angel Yan's shoulders, he taught Angel Yan like an elder.
"Pull it down, kid. How old are you to educate me?" Angel Yan took off Jiang Chexin's hand on his shoulder in disgust and rolled his eyes.
"Okay, okay, I won't talk to you anymore, I won't talk to you anymore, I can't wait too long, it's time for me to continue on the stage." With that, Jiang Chexin trotted towards the stage, leaving Angel Yan alone again.
Angel Yan sat alone in front of the bar, waiting for Jiang Chexin to get off work, until the bright moon hung high, late at night and early in the morning. After packing his things, Jiang Chexin came to her again.
"Let's go, have you been waiting for a long time? Now take you back to where I live." Jiang Chexin waved to Angel Yan and led her out of the bar.
