Chapter 387

"Then what are you thinking?" Mo Qianqiu asked in reply.

"Me?"

"Not you, who else?" Mo Qianqiu rolled his eyes.

"Not thinking what, but feeling that fate has the final say," Han Yichen said quietly.

Mo Qianqiu turned to Han Yi and looked at him thoughtfully, but his eyes were full of gossip.

"No, why are you talking about such things?" Mo Qianqiu asked.

"Why, if you allow others to say, don't you allow me to say?" Han Yi said naturally.

"No, no, no, I didn't say much." Mo Qianqiu waved his hands and said.

"Tell me what's on your mind. Although you didn't say it, it's written on your face."

Han Yi can easily see this. Although he exaggerates, he can still understand one or two after being a brother for so many years.

"I really have nothing on my mind. Why do I lie to you?" Mo Qianqiu said.

"Well, if you don't say, I won't ask." Han Yi said in a deep voice.

Mo Qianqiu looked at what Han Yi thought and patted Han Yi on the shoulder.

"Go, go to a place with me."

"Where?"

"You'll know when you go." then Mo Qianqiu took Han Yichen and left.

Then Han Yichen knew where Mo Qianqiu had taken him. He had brought himself to the bar.

Gorgeous lights reflect the goblet full of Raffi, and the ambiguous tone between drinking and preparation erodes the hearts of anesthetized people.

The night scene of the bar is so treacherous that people's eyes are blurred. It feels that it drips slowly and sinks in the glass filled with colorful liquid.

In the bar, strange people sit in twos and threes and talk to each other. The singer's infectious song is slowly in the air, full of.

It's more than ten o'clock at night. People who like nightlife, this time is the beginning of their wonderful life. Today, there are many people in the bar. In the middle of the dance floor, all kinds of charming girls keep shaking their bodies with the deafening disco music, and their white bodies are particularly eye-catching in the flickering lights, The long hair swings back and forth from left to right, and the ambiguous atmosphere envelops the whole bar for a moment.

Some people sit leisurely in front of the bar and watch the bartender play with wine bottles, some noisy, lonely, excited, deep, strong and helpless people. The bottle swam obediently between his left hand and his right hand, bouncing up and down, docile and pretentious.

"What did you bring me here for?" Han Yichen asked loudly in Mo Qianqiu's ear.

"Play," said Mo Qian Qiu Li of course.

With that, Mo Qianqiu took Han Yichen to sit on the bar, snapped his fingers, and then a bartender came over.

"What to drink?" Mo Qianqiu asked.

"Whisky," Han Yichen said in a deep voice.

"OK, give me a bloody mary," Mo Qianqiu said with a smile.

"I'm here to play when I don't sleep at night." Han Yichen said in a deep voice.

"No, come here to relax and forget all the bad things," Mo Qianqiu said with a smile.

"Cut, you can have anything bad."

"You just don't know how to feel. It's useless to tell you," Mo Qianqiu said.

"Han Shao, please take your time." the bartender said respectfully.

Han Yichen picked up his wine and tasted it slowly, but he didn't expect Mo Qianqiu to directly take a bite of the wine and destroy it. Han Yichen quickly put down his glass when he saw it.

"You can't drink like this. You don't know the stamina of the wine." Han Yichen said in a deep voice.

"It's good to be drunk," Mo Qianqiu said.

Before Han Yichen retorted, Mo Qianqiu poured the whisky in front of Han Yichen directly into the glass, and then drank another glass of wine, one after another.

Han Yichen couldn't see it anymore. He quickly grabbed the wine bottle and put it on the table.

"What's the matter with you today?" Han Yichen asked in a deep voice.

"Why? Why doesn't she know me?" Mo Qianqiu looked at the glass and said.

Han Yichen frowned when he heard that Mo Qianqiu was talking about something, but he felt that Mo Qianqiu must have something in his heart.

"What are you talking about? She doesn't know you. Make it clear." Han Yichen said, dragging Mo Qianqiu's clothes.

Mo Qianqiu looked at Han Yichen dimly and giggled, "she just doesn't know me. She's very cold and indifferent to me. She's not gentle at all."

Mo Qianqiu said one by one, but Han Yichen looked at Mo Qianqiu thoughtfully and looked dignified.

"Qiu, tell me who you are talking about?" Han Yichen asked in a deep voice.

But Mo Qianqiu seems to be drunk. Just now he drank a glass of Bloody Mary at one breath, and then drank a lot of whisky at once. Now Mo Qianqiu is light in the whole person.

"Ah? What? Who?" Mo Qianqiu said vaguely.

"Who do you say is indifferent to you and who is that person?" Han Yichen asked again.

"It's Jin... Jin Xuan." Mo Qianqiu blurted out the man's name.

Han Yichen looked at Mo Qianqiu in shock and stretched out his hand to straighten Mo Qianqiu's body so that he could look at himself.

"Qiu, what did you say? Did you say it was Jinxuan, was it true or false?" Han Yichen asked.

Mo Qian Qiu looked at Han Yichen with intoxicated eyes. "How could I be wrong? She is Jinxuan, the unique Jinxuan in the world." Mo Qian Qiu became more and more excited.

"Didn't you read it wrong? Where did you see it?" Han Yichen continued to ask, because it was no small matter.

"It's in this bar, but she has changed a lot. She has become very cold and indifferent. It's too different from before. I really don't understand why." Mo Qianqiu said drunk.

Han Yichen believes that Mo Qianqiu is right. Although he saw that person, there are so many similar people in the world. If Mo Qianqiu is wrong, it is not necessarily.

"Qiu, I'll take you back to rest first." Han Yichen said in a deep voice.

"No, Jinxuan will come again tonight," said Mo Qianqiu.

Han Yichen didn't know what to do when he heard it. Since Mo Qianqiu had said it, he also wanted to see who it was, who looked similar, or herself. He wanted to know what was going on and why.