The passers-by are vicious

In the bar, colorful lights sway in the space, like music vibrating in your ears.

Bai Yichen, holding a glass of wine, was already accustomed to this noisy scene. He walked up the stairs, knocked on the door gently, and walked into the box.

He bent down and half squatted to carefully place the wine on the table, then prepared to leave, but before he could turn around, he was stopped by a slightly surprised voice.

"Bai Yichen, it's really you. I thought they were joking."

Looking at the man in the flowered shirt on the sofa, Bai Yichen recalled slightly and didn't remember who he was. With a polite smile on his handsome face, he said, "Hello, sir. What else do you need?"

The man sitting on the sofa, wearing a floral shirt and with a cigarette in his ear, looked at Bai Yichen with ill intent and said with a smile: "Come and help me open all the wine."

There was actually a wine waiter in the private room who was responsible for opening wine, but after being told to do so by the guests, Bai Yichen could only squat down with a smile.

The man in the flowered shirt had one hand dishonestly around the slender waist of the woman beside him, but his eyes were fixed on Bai Yichen who was opening a glass of wine, with a mocking smile on his face: "He used to be a nobleman in our circle, and he always disdained to play with us playboys. Who would have thought that he would be so destitute now."

The woman in the red dress who was being hugged had heavy makeup on. She leaned against the man in the floral shirt and stared at Bai Yichen's handsome face even under the dim blue-purple flashlight. She couldn't help but sigh softly, "He really doesn't look like an ordinary wine waiter."

The man in the flowered shirt continued, "If it was before, you wouldn't be able to get close to him with your status."

When Bai Yichen was about to leave after opening the wine, the woman in the red dress and heavy makeup suddenly rolled her eyes, hugged the man in the flowered shirt tightly, and said coquettishly: "Since he is the young master's friend, why not let him stay and have a few drinks with us."

After that, her big eyes with makeup and eyeliner stared straight at Bai Yichen's face, revealing a seductive look. From time to time, her eyes swept across Bai Yichen's waistline, which was tightened by the wine waiter vest.

I couldn't get close to such a man before, but now I'd feel good about sleeping with him even if it's free.

The man in the flowered shirt, who had originally had no idea about it, was moved by her suggestion.

He had no hatred towards Bai Yichen, it was just that he once wanted to squeeze in to play next to Bai Yichen but failed.

Now this once noble young man has fallen to this state. Looking at Bai Yichen's outfit as a wine waiter, the man in the flowered shirt couldn't help but feel a surge of pleasure in his heart.

He raised his chin and said to Bai Yichen in a condescending manner: "Just stay and have a few drinks with me. After all, we were in the same circle before. Although you are down and out now, I don't despise you."

There was obvious arrogance and disdain in his tone, and he even showed contempt for Bai Yichen's current situation.

Faced with the obviously humiliating words, Bai Yichen did not even frown. He had experienced ups and downs since his father's death, and he had already accepted his own misery.

He knew that the man in the flowered shirt just wanted to mock him, but refusing his request would only bring trouble to his work.

So, Bai Yichen took a deep breath, stayed calm, and responded with a smile: "Okay, let's have a few drinks."

He was used to being the dirt underfoot, wasn't he?

Bai Yichen took the wine handed to him by the man in the floral shirt, took a deep breath, held his breath and drank it up with his head tilted back.

He dropped the empty bottle heavily onto the table, making a crisp sound.

His handsome cheeks were tinged with a blush, but his clear and melancholy eyes remained clear.

"Mr. Bai has a great alcohol tolerance!" The man in the flowered shirt looked at Bai Yichen toasting so readily, with a hint of satisfaction and pride on his face.

He was full of contempt for Bai Yichen and laughed secretly in his heart.

No matter how great Bai Yichen was in the past, he can do whatever he wants now.

Then, the man in the flowered shirt picked up another bottle of wine, handed it to Bai Yichen, raised his chin, and signaled him with his eyes to continue drinking.

Bai Yichen took the bottle silently, because he knew that this was an unavoidable game and he could only choose to accept it.

The pride and self-esteem deep in his heart had long been worn away by reality. He gritted his teeth, raised the bottle again, and drank it all in one gulp...

“Oh.”

The man in the flowered shirt and the woman in his box clapped and cheered, while the woman in the red dress and heavy eyeliner had her eyes glued to Bai Yichen's face.

The man in the flowered shirt naturally noticed it, but instead of stopping it, he wanted to facilitate it.

In his eyes, Bai Yichen and the girl with heavy makeup and eyeliner are of the same class, and they are a good match.

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Whenever I feel vulnerable, I want to see you.

The collar of his white shirt was slightly wrinkled. Bai Yichen was leaning on the sofa, his eyebrows and eyes a little confused due to drunkenness. His originally rosy lips and white teeth now had rosy cheeks and sparkling eyes, making him look pure and lustful.

The girl in the red dress and heavy eyeliner makeup originally wanted to wait, but now seeing Bai Yichen's appearance, she couldn't help but reach out to touch his face.

However, he never expected that although Bai Yichen was dizzy, he was still somewhat conscious. He stood up staggeringly and just happened to avoid the hand extended by the woman with heavy eyeliner makeup.

Ignoring the man in the flowered shirt's obstruction, Bai Yichen walked towards the door of the box. He now had only one thought in his mind: he wanted to leave and see her.

Only when he was drunk did Bai Yichen not have to think too much and could act on his instincts. But when he was sober and awake from his dream, his worries would drag him down.

When his mother woke up and saw him in the hospital, she would always say, "How did you become like this?"

Every time he wanted to retort, "Stop saying that you are now in a bad state and you need to work hard to become better. This is such irresponsible stuff."

Even, "My life has suddenly become bad. Is it because of me? I wanted to die in the first place, but now I am just barely surviving."

But Bai Yichen couldn't, he was afraid. If his mother died, then he would really have no reason to live.

But until he met Jiang Wanwan, he suddenly had a reason to strive to live.

Just as Bai Yichen opened the door of the private room and was about to step out, someone grabbed his clothes from behind, and his body, which was already shaking due to his drunkenness, began to sway.

It was a woman with heavy eyeliner, who was tightly holding the vest on Bai Yichen. She was unwilling to let go of the duck that was delivered to her mouth. No matter whether Bai Yichen was willing or not, she must eat it today.

Just as Bai Yichen was shaking his head and trying to struggle slowly, a sweet female voice came from above his head.

"You're pulling my boyfriend, what are you doing?"

Bai Yichen slowly raised his head, looked at the graceful figure standing at the door with a dazed look, and reached out to grab her hand.

"I like you, Wanwan."