Wen Xiaohui struggled to squeeze back onto the dance floor, and approached the figure through the crowd.
The man beckoned and said something to the bartender. The bartender took out a bottle of wine from the cabinet, and he reached out to take it. His slender fingers looked very white and clean in the dark and messy bar. He looked at the front face of this figure Just can't wait to watch it.
Finally squeezed to the man's side, Wen Xiaohui was just about to walk over to ask for a glass of wine pretending to be casual, when the buddy who was dancing behind him got excited and bumped his elbow on his back, he jumped forward with an "ah" and hit hard On that back.
Hearing a muffled groan, Wen Xiaohui recalled "Love at First Kiss" at that moment, but it was a pity that he kissed her on the back of the head.
"Hey, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." The buddy who gave him the elbow turned around and apologized.
Just as Wen Xiaohui was about to get up, the owner of the back turned his face away.
Wen Xiaohui gasped suddenly.
I'm so fucking handsome! Wen Xiaohui roared in his heart.
It was a young man in his twenties, with profound and handsome features, a mature and elegant temperament, thick and thick black hair, and a simple polo shirt could not cover his chest muscles that were about to show.
"Yes, I'm sorry." Wen Xiaohui felt his little heart beating wildly, and his face was a little hot.
The man smiled gently: "It's okay, are you okay?"
"It's okay." Wen Xiaohui desperately thought about how to answer.
The man nodded, then turned around and continued to chat with the bartender about the bottle of wine.
As soon as Wen Xiaohui opened his mouth, he was left in the air in embarrassment. He was a little depressed, thinking, maybe he is a straight man? After all, it's not gay here. But he really didn't give up, he drank the wine of courage, and was disappointed with today's "blind date", and inexplicably felt a strong desire to know this man.
He coughed lightly, and sat next to the man: "I'm sorry, I hurt you, I'll buy you a glass of wine to apologize."
The man smiled: "You are too polite, it's okay."
"Let's have a drink." Wen Xiaohui looked into his eyes, feeling a little shy, because this person's eyes seemed to see right through his little thoughts.
The man raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Okay, thank you." He ordered a glass of wine, and Wen Xiaohui also ordered a glass.
Holding the wine glass, Wen Xiaohui felt a little nervous, because it was the first time he met such a man who fit his ideals, he was handsome, mature, tasteful, and in good shape, simply amazing!
The man held up a glass and motioned for Wen Xiaohui to touch one.
Wen Xiaohui hurriedly picked up the wine glass, and while touching each other lightly, the two looked at each other and smiled, Wen Xiaohui felt that he was going to be drunk.
"Did you come alone?" the man asked, his voice was deep and magnetic, and it was very comfortable to hear.
Wen Xiaohui was so intoxicated that his head was dizzy, he nodded, and immediately realized: "No, there are still a bunch of friends." After he finished speaking, he regretted it. For a person as eloquent as he, how can he be slow to react when he sees a beautiful woman? That being said, it seems that his intention to strike up a conversation is too obvious.
"Oh, the atmosphere here is pretty good. Sometimes I come here when I'm tired from work."
"Why don't you clean up when you're tired from work, come to such a noisy place?"
The man raised his chin towards the bartender: "He's my friend."
The bartender smiled.
Wen Xiaohui also smiled, and racked his brains on how to continue the topic. Although he is extroverted, this is the first time in his life that he strikes up a conversation with someone. Who told him that he is good-looking, it was others who took the initiative before.
He was expecting this man with a back view to take the initiative, but he was polite and continued to chat with his bartender friend. Wen Xiaohui was very disappointed. This man was either straight or didn't like him , But why does he think this person is the same kind
Wen Xiaohui pondered for a while, then turned around and secretly took out the mirror, looked at his face, wiped off his slightly smudged eyeliner, added some lipstick, and then turned his face again, revealing that he had practiced in front of the mirror many times The most beautiful smile: "Handsome guy, my name is Adi, what do I call you?"
"Oh, my name is Li Shuo, Li of Liming, Shuo of Shuoyue." He still smiled politely.
"It's interesting to hear your accent. Are you from Hong Kong?"
"No, I'm Chinese-American." Li Shuo smiled, "I went to the United States when I was eight years old. I think my Mandarin is quite standard?"
"Haha, it's pretty standard, but the accent is different when you hear it."
The bartender showed an expression of "I understand", and moved to the other side of the circular bar in a sensible way, leaving space for the two of them to be alone.
Li Shuo looked at his back and smiled helplessly.
The two chatted a few irrelevant words. Because the bar was very noisy, Wen Xiaohui deliberately approached Li Shuo to talk, and his big nimble eyes blinked so fast that he was about to cramp. Li Shuo was always polite to him, and he became more and more depressed. , Self-confidence was almost hit to the bottom.
At this time, Luo Rui came to find Wen Xiaohui after going to the bathroom, his eyes lit up when he saw Li Shuo, Wen Xiaohui couldn't stay any longer, but he was a little unwilling, so he mustered up the courage to ask for Li Shuo's phone number.
Li Shuo exchanged phone calls with him in a very gentlemanly manner, but the gentleman with an obvious sense of alienation was really frustrating.
After the two left the bar, they didn't go back to the booth, but went outside to get some air. As soon as they walked out of the noisy bar, Luo Rui couldn't wait to gossip and ask, "How is it!"
Wen Xiaohui pouted: "Either he is a straight man, or he doesn't like me."
"Really, he can be forgiven if he is straight, but if he is gay, he is blind. My nose is so beautiful."
"Forget it, if he is gay, most of them are pure ones, and some pure ones just don't like our type."
Luo Rui snorted, and then he was a little disappointed: "He's really handsome, and he's so charming when he smiles. Forget it, it's better that he is a straight man, so he can barely be forgiven."
Wen Xiaohui shrugged: "Maybe. I took his phone, do you want to contact him?"
"Look at you, you won't get acne if you contact me."
"Makes sense."
The two chatted for a while, and it was cold outside, so they went back, planning to sit down and go home.
As soon as I got back to the booth, a little gay said, "Adi, did you strike up a conversation with a handsome guy at the bar just now, didn't you? I saw it."
"Haha, yes, I bumped into him accidentally, buy him a drink."
Haozi raised his eyebrows, a little apprehensive: "Which one?" He stood up and looked at it.
The little gay said, "I know that person."
"you know?"
"I don't know. I have a friend who knows me. I met him in a bar. He's a Chinese-American, right?"
"Yeah, is he gay?"
"Yeah." The little gay said excitedly, "He's very handsome. He's an accountant, he has an office in the capital, and his family is rich. The most important thing is that he has a simple personality, mature, gentlemanly, and generous. Not like real people."
Wen Xiaohui was also very excited when he heard it: "It really is gay, I just..." He was embarrassed to say that he didn't like it when he went to strike up a conversation, so he said, "I feel a bit of the same kind of aura. Does he have a boyfriend?"
"I don't know, have you taken a fancy to him?" The little gay smiled and said, "Honey, although you are pretty, you are really not his type."
Wen Xiaohui felt a little upset, but he couldn't refute it, because he had already seen it, and he asked depressedly: "What kind of one does he like?"
"To put it simply, a good woman and a man."
Wen Xiaohui almost sprayed: "You mean my little mother?"
Luo Rui also had bright eyes, with an expectant look of "Is it me? Is it me?"
"." The little gay waved his fingers, speaking in a fluent Taiwanese accent, "A man from a good family doesn't know how to make up or put hairpins in his hair, okay?"
Luo Rui touched his black hairpin. He pinned his curly bangs with a hairpin, exposing his smooth forehead, which looked very cute. He said aggrievedly: "This is the most simple hairpin. Go out The bangs always curl up when I'm in bed."
Wen Xiaohui curled his lips: "I understand, it's the kind of housewife who doesn't look gay at first glance."
"That's right." The little gay snapped his fingers, "Do you want to know why I know?"
"I don't want to suffocate you."
"Aren't you annoying?" The little gay thumped him, "Li Shuo also goes gay once in a while, he's quite famous, if he sleeps with someone, that person will definitely come back to show off, but he has high vision , don’t mess around, I’ve heard of it twice in total, both of that type.” The little gay put on a lecherous expression, “I heard that the technique is very good.”
Wen Xiaohui sighed: "It's hard to come across such a good one... But I can't change myself for someone, forget it."
Luo Rui nodded, smiled and said, "Beibi, you are the best."
Wen Xiaohui squinted at him: "Why are you praising me all of a sudden? Did you do something wrong again?"
Luo Rui shook his head: "I like your self-confidence and self-confidence the most. If it weren't for you, I would definitely not be what I am now."
Luo Rui developed late and looked like a girl. He was often teased and bullied by boys since he was a child. Ever since he realized the difference between men and women, he felt deeply inferior to the fact that he was not man enough. He gradually developed a limp personality until he met Wen Xiaohui.
Wen Xiaohui has a tough mother. When she was in junior high school, because the teacher publicly called Wen Xiaohui a sissy in class, she rushed to school and chased a 1.8 meter male teacher for half the playground, so Wen Xiaohui never complained because of herself. At that time, he often said something like "I'll just be myself, no one is in the way", and went my own way in a hurry. On the contrary, she was very popular, which made Luo Rui envy and admire. After the two became friends, Wen Xiaohui always protected Luo Rui, taught him to be confident, to respect and love everything about himself, if it wasn't for Wen Xiaohui, his mild depression at that time would definitely drive him to a dead end.
Hearing this, Wen Xiaohui smiled, pouted and said, "Beibi kisses me."
Luo Rui leaned forward and licked his lips, and the two of them burst into laughter.
A group of people laughed and made a fuss, and Wen Xiaohui forgot about the little depression that failed to strike up a conversation in a blink of an eye.
They left early in the end, Wen Xiaohui wanted to go to Luo Yi's place early, and troubled Luo Yi again today because of Luo Rui's affairs, he planned to pack a supper to reward him.