After marrying Bai Yueguang, the vest fell off

It was one o'clock in the morning, and the bar was already full of people, everyone wearing various masks, mysterious and fresh.

Ouyang Wan took a hasty glance and said it was a bar, but in fact it was more like a large disco club.

People who don't want to sleep peacefully at night are now swinging freely to the music in the middle of the bar.He couldn't see their expressions, but he knew that every body here had a story.

Once inside, Paul let himself go.Ouyang Wan randomly found a corner and sat down.The business philosophy of this bar is helpyourself (self-service), there is no waiter (waiter), people go to get snacks and drinks by themselves, of course the entrance fee has already been paid when they come in.There are several security personnel standing in the corner, ready to deal with emergencies at any time.

There are also drinks prepared by the bar owner at the bar. I heard that those are very strong, and most people don't drink them after trying them once. Paul took the cup and handed it to him a little mischievously, "Justhaveatry. (Try it.)"

Ouyang Wan took a sip of it, it was really strong enough, but in the past two years he has always drunk himself with various spirits, this one is not enough.

He raised his head and drank the whole glass of wine, his eyes were a little blurred. "Paul, This is really an interesting place. (Paul, this is really an interesting place.)"

Paul took a sip of the wine, sticking out his tongue in pain. "That''sright. (Yes.)" He drank a glass of rum to drink, but kept his eyes on the crowded dance floor, "Let''sgodancing. (Let's go dancing.)" He stood up and pulled Ouyang Wan is about to join.

"I''mafraidIcan''tdance. Goaheadyourself. (I'm afraid I can't dance. Go ahead yourself.)" Ouyang Wan shook his head.

"You''resoboringnow. Irememberyoudidwell. (You're so boring now. I remember you did a good job.)" Paul retorted him, but he stopped entanglement and blended into the crowd by himself.

It's not that he's too lazy to make things difficult for Ouyang Wan, but he just forgot to say that Monster opens at midnight and closes at five in the morning.There is a rigid rule, starting at three o'clock in the morning, all guests must show a talent or share a real experience.

Those who can't afford it need to take off their masks and release personal information, including marriage, career, and family.And every night, a winner will be blindly selected by the guests, and the owner will give him a black card. After that, Monster's consumption will be free and the owner will grant him a wish within his ability.

Paul has been coming to this bar almost every night recently, because he hasn't seen such an exciting entertainment venue for a long time.The second is that the Red Luan star has made a big move recently, and he has taken a fancy to the owner of this bar.Although he couldn't see his face, he couldn't control himself just by looking at his figure.And that clear and cold voice made people almost curious.

It's a pity that he ran here every day, never won once, and didn't even get a word.However, he felt that Ouyang had a chance of winning tonight. In terms of talent, he has always been a genius.In the past, he played the piano, sang, drums and flute, always attracting people's attention, and I have never seen him fail.

Ouyang Wan didn't know what would happen next, and didn't care at all.He went to the bar and got a bottle of vodka, sat on a stool and started drinking.

At this moment, the space surrounding him was dark, like a long night, and the colorful lights and shadows on the dance floor were extremely enchanting.It's a good night to not have to worry about how to sleep.

Ouyang Wan unknowingly drank a whole bottle of wine, the ancient mechanical clock on the wall rang, it was three o'clock.

The beautiful piano music flows slowly, and a large stage gradually rises in the center of the dance floor.Piano, drums, violin, cello, saxophone, even Erhu... most of the common instruments are here.

People stopped the noise just now, and went to the stage one by one according to the numbers they took off from the door when they came in.

Some are singing sentimental love songs, some are playing the saxophone, some are telling their own stories...

Everyone has their own life, their own misery and happiness.This is a place where people can peel away the pain, and it is also a place where you can share the joy.

It's just that some people's lives have been completely cast in gray, and it is difficult to have their own color.

Ouyang Wan watched silently, knowing the rules and the situation he was about to face.

Paul returned to sit beside him a little fawningly at this time, "Sorry."

"Youhaven''tchangedyourtemperamentatall. (Your temper hasn't changed at all.)" Ouyang Wan was not angry, but just pushed him a glass of vodka.

"Myturn. (It's my turn.)" Paul frowned, taking the opportunity to escape the glass of wine.

He didn't have much experience to talk about, since a long time ago, he had such a happy and free personality, he lived among thousands of flowers, refused to keep a single leaf, and he looked like a playboy.He performed a good street dance on the stage, but he also received a lot of applause.

"Fifty, who? (No. 50, who?)" The staff is calling the number.

Ouyang Wan glanced at the number in her hand, got up, walked to the piano and sat down.He didn't sing, but played quietly, and the room was even quieter, except for the white light that enveloped him, all other lights had gone out.

The fingers are flying over the keys nimbly, and the melody is a sadness that has never been heard before: in the dark night, the turbulent sea is churning, a soul is crying sadly, one by one, and it is almost out of breath at the end.He ran helplessly, and was beaten back again and again by the waves. He was looking for something, so hard, so pious, but in the end he found nothing.He is begging and praying, but this sea doesn't care at all...

The audience didn't know what was going on, and they obviously didn't experience it personally, but their eyes were red and they shed uncontrollably tears.

As soon as he finished the song, his fingertips couldn't stop trembling.Withdrawing his hand and walking quietly to the side, there was prolonged applause from all around.

For two years, he has been struggling alone in this deadlock for two years.The feeling of heartache is still so clear, so clear that he wants to jump into the dark sea immediately.

Perhaps, he shouldn't have come here tonight...

He pressed his heart tightly, and tried to walk towards the door of the bar with some unsteady steps.At this moment, he urgently needs an exit, a corner where he can quietly cover his wound.