What is your choice? ?

You have chosen [C. Tell him to go to the bar, but not to drink]

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As far as you can remember, you've never had alcohol.You subconsciously think that you can't drink very well, but you can't just refute Director Jiang's face, so after thinking for a while, you tell Director Jiang that you can go to the bar, but you can't drink.

Director Jiang didn't react too much. He put on a coat casually, grabbed the car keys on the coffee table, and walked towards the door.

Seeing that you were still standing there in a daze, he waved his hand sideways to you, with a helpless expression on his face: "Why are you still standing still?"

You looked at Director Jiang standing at the door, and subconsciously took a step forward, only to realize that you had agreed to Director Jiang's invitation, but actually didn't really want to go.

You can't tell why you don't want to go to that bar, but you can only attribute the reason to your bad memories of the bar—after all, the bar on the first floor was unforgettable for you the last time you took the initiative to go to the club.

But when you think about it again, you feel that you went to Qing Bar after all, which is completely different from the nightclub, so you can only try to ignore the anxiety in your heart and walk in the direction of Director Jiang.

When you step into the Qing Bar, your hanging heart suddenly falls.

There are brisk English songs in my ears, and there is no sea of ​​people dancing wildly, but only men and women who are chatting and laughing, and are neatly dressed.The business of this clean bar is booming. Fortunately, Director Jiang told you that he is an acquaintance with the owner of the clean bar and has reserved a seat for him all the year round, otherwise you might have to go back home.

You watched Director Jiang gesture to the bartender at the bar, who nodded with a smile, and then Director Jiang led you to the second floor.The moment you look away from the bar, you seem familiar with the other bartender who is reaching for drinks from the shelf with his back turned to you.But hindered by the blurred and dim lights in the bar and the posture of the other party, you can't confirm it, so you have to take it as your own illusion.

The second floor is obviously quieter than the first floor, and even several tables are empty.Director Jiang explained to you that this is because the second floor is specially provided for members, and some are reserved for the boss's acquaintances, so it is relatively deserted.

"The location on the second floor is much better than downstairs, and you'll understand after a while," Director Jiang said with a smile, "I'll go downstairs to order drinks first."

Before Director Jiang left, you specifically reminded him not to bring alcoholic drinks, but Director Jiang waved his hand and told you that he does not have Alzheimer's disease and knows how to measure it.

After getting director Jiang's consent, you relaxed completely, propped your head up, jumped over the railing on the second floor, and looked at the bustling crowd downstairs.You wandered around, until there was a burst of applause from the crowd, and then you suddenly woke up from the empty state just now, and your eyes subconsciously fell on the focus of the people downstairs.

The first thing you see is a man with a guitar.When he walked up to the vacant stage, you realized that there was a slightly raised platform in the corner of the bar, which was small and could accommodate three or four people at most.Just as you silently watched the guitarist fiddling with lights and power strips on stage, the crowd erupted into even more enthusiastic cheers.You looked aside and saw a short-haired woman in leather pants walking towards the stage, took the microphone from the guitarist, and tried the sound check.

The lights in the bar dimmed a few degrees as the singer greeted the audience, only the colored lights on the stage were still on, hitting the singer's hand holding the microphone, illuminating her neat short hair in colorful colors.You can't see the singer's face clearly, but her slightly hoarse voice and proficient singing skills make you immerse yourself in the music and close your eyes.It wasn't until a cold object touched the side of your face that you suddenly opened your eyes and looked blankly at Director Jiang who was holding two glasses of iced drinks.

"Sleepy?" Director Jiang asked, while handing you one of the drinks.You shook your head and took the drink from his hand.At the moment when the cold glass wall touched your palm, you shivered all over, and the floating feeling that you were immersed in the singing completely dissipated.

"I just think this singer sings really well." When you see Director Jiang raising his glass to drink, you subconsciously take a sip of the drink with ice cubes in your hand and a mint leaf on the rim.At the moment of drinking the drink, layers of bubbles suddenly burst on your tongue, making your mouth sore and numb.You frowned and swallowed the sparkling water. After a few seconds, the bubbles dissipated completely before you realized the remaining sweetness and bitterness.

You picked up the glass and took a closer look. There was a clear sound of collision between the ice cubes, and the transparent bubble water gradually deepened from the mouth of the glass, and finally showed a dark blue color that was slightly blurred like blue ink.

"How does it taste?" You looked up, and saw Director Jiang looking at you with great interest.

You suddenly choked, and when you didn't know how to answer, you heard Director Jiang laugh out loud.

"Okay, okay, I won't tease you anymore, I know the first sip won't taste good," he smiled and pointed at the sparkling water in front of you, "Try another sip."

You stared at Director Jiang suspiciously, and took another sip in disbelief, only to find that although the taste of the bubbles was still strong, the sweetness was a little higher, and it no longer had nothing but spicy taste like the first sip.

"This non-alcoholic cocktail is the result of my own foolishness in high school. The name is 'Past Events'," Director Jiang said here, and joked to himself, "It's a vulgar name, but it's also very appropriate, isn't it?"

"Things that just happened are often impressive, but when time passes and the old man is away, the human brain is like sifting sugar, sifting out the sweetness from those memories." Director Jiang smiled, "Time can beautify everything past."

Director Jiang didn't show any obvious emotions when he said these words, and he still looked careless and carefree.But for some reason, you feel that Director Jiang is not as meaningless as he has shown, and the past events in his words are not simple.But no matter how curious you are, your relationship with Director Jiang is not to the point where you can confide in your heart, so you can only suppress your inner curiosity silently.

And Director Jiang didn't linger on this topic for too long, he changed the subject and started chatting about the singers singing in the audience.

At first, you didn't pay much attention to it, you just sipped your drink while listening to Director Jiang's introduction of the female singer's background.From your point of view, this is just a stranger. Whether it is her experience of dropping out of school to become an independent musician and finally becoming popular unexpectedly, or her age in her early 20s, you can only be slightly shocked and unable to empathize.It wasn't until Director Jiang mentioned her name that your fingers holding the straw froze suddenly. You raised your head and widened your eyes in disbelief.

"Wait... what did you say her name was?"

Director Jiang, who was suddenly interrupted by you, was not very angry, thinking that you just didn't hear clearly, and repeated what he just said.

"Her stage name is Lu, and her real name is Lu Wen." Director Jiang noticed your pale face and stiff body, and asked casually, "Do you know her?"

You nodded, then shook your head again.When you hear the name "Lu Wen", your first reaction is the "Xiao Wen" that Sheng Jing never forgets.But when you think about it again, you feel that there is no such coincidence in the world, why can't you connect the two, so you can only quietly look at the female singer downstairs.

Director Jiang didn't speak for a long time before he realized that you were out of your mind, his eyes were wandering, and he stopped rambling. He lowered his head and took a sip of wine, but his peripheral vision was glued to you, as if he was trying to guess the reason for your wandering.

He watched quietly for a while, and you didn't take the initiative to break the silence. It wasn't until Director Jiang spoke again that you broke free from your own world.

"Are you interested in the singer downstairs?" Director Jiang sighed meaningfully with a playful expression, "I thought you were an innocent and good baby, but I didn't expect you to be eating from a bowl and looking at a pot."

You were stunned, and it took a while to understand what Director Jiang meant, and hurriedly explained that you didn't have the slightest interest in the female singer downstairs, but that her name sounded familiar, maybe she was an acquaintance.

"That's right, with your personality, you should be quite afraid of such a strong woman," Director Jiang curled his lips angrily, "What's more, Lu Wen is a famous lesbian in their circle, it doesn't matter if you are interested in her. "

"However... If you just want to chat with her and ask for an autograph, I can still help you. There should be an intermission in a while, and you can take advantage of this gap to find her."

Director Jiang put the wine glass on the table, crossed his hands to rest his chin, and stared at you with burning eyes.

"So, do you need me to introduce you?"

You originally regarded the same name as a coincidence, but when you were about to refuse, you suddenly stopped and told Director Jiang that you wanted to meet that singer.

You thought that Director Jiang would go downstairs with you, but you didn’t expect that he just pointed out the location of the lounge and asked you to tell the person guarding the door that it was his instruction, and then he waved his hand and told you to go upstairs and continue to accompany him after the chat Nonsense.

You were uneasy, but you didn't expect the process to be unexpectedly easy. After reporting Director Jiang's name, you got approval, and stepped into the waiting room in a blink of an eye.

When you entered the door, the singer was crossing her legs and playing with her mobile phone with her head down. You knocked on the door lightly before she raised her head expressionlessly and looked at you indifferently.

"It's only been less than 5 minutes of rest," she snorted, her brows slightly frowned, a trace of impatience streaked across her delicately made-up face, "You guys are really getting more and more picky here, the wages don't increase a bit, the performance time It was extended."

You froze, the knuckles that knocked on the door froze in the air, and the other party realized that he might have made a mistake when he saw your blank face, so he retracted his edge and frowned to ask you why you came.

As director Jiang said, you have never been good at dealing with people with a strong attitude, but you know that since you are already standing here, there is no reason to back down, so you took a deep breath, told the other party that you knew Sheng Jing, and asked Does she have an impression of the name.

Lu Wen closed her eyes and thought for a moment, seeming to be recalling the name. After a while, she raised her eyelids and asked, "What? Are you his friend?"

You had already prepared for her to know nothing about Sheng Jing, but you didn't expect her to reveal a feeling of familiarity with Sheng Jing in every line. After a moment of stupefaction, you hurriedly denied that you and Sheng Jing were not that kind of relationship.

"I just know him, not a friend..." You paused, thinking about how to organize your words, "He has been mentally unstable and always mentioned your name, I just wanted to ask if you would Any idea."

You saw a trace of astonishment across Lu Wen's face, but she calmed down again after a while, and the corners of her lips curled up in disdain, and there was a touch of probing and subtle hostility in her gaze when she looked at you.

"Private detective?" She snorted softly, the boredom on her face was undisguised, "Don't blackmail me, the police had already settled the case at that time, what kind of splashes will they find a few years later?"

You didn't understand what she meant, but you had a vague premonition. It wasn't until Lu Wen found out that you really didn't know anything about it that she half-surprised and half-tauntingly told her about her relationship with Sheng Jing.

Lu Wen told you that she and Sheng Jing were childhood sweethearts, and Sheng Jing was always extremely dependent on her, no matter where she went, she would follow her silently, and she couldn't get rid of her.Later, he suffered from bipolar disorder, and this problem became more and more obvious. He even fantasized that he and her were boyfriend and girlfriend.

"I have known my sexual orientation since I was a child. How could I like men? What's more, I am such a gloomy pervert." Lu Wen rolled her eyes, her tone full of sarcasm, "He didn't believe me, so I cut my long hair I burned it clean in front of him. My friend said I shouldn't do it so badly, but my temper exploded, so why should I care if he's okay or not?"

She also said that Sheng Jing even threatened her with suicide, and she dropped out of school and left home if she didn't like it. When she came back a few years later, she heard the news that Sheng Jing had slipped into her room and committed suicide.

Lu Wen couldn't help but pooh at this point, scolding bad luck, saying that he had psychological problems and wanted to kill others so hard that he had to suffer bad luck for eight lifetimes to become a childhood sweetheart with such a person.

The more you listen, the more confused you become, and your heart gradually cools down, but you can't interrupt Lu Wen's complaints.

If Mori had committed suicide when he was 20 years old, who would you have met?

You have a blank face and a trance, until the hand hanging by your side inadvertently touched the mobile phone in your trouser pocket, your whole body trembled, and you hurriedly took out the mobile phone.

Yes, why did you think of it now? !Ignoring Lu Wen's curious eyes, you nervously opened the photo album on your phone, and your fingers trembling with excitement as you slid the photos.

When you were chatting with Sheng Jing on Xiaolan, the other party sent you a half-length nude photo of him. At that time, you subconsciously saved it. Logically speaking, there should be that photo in the phone album. After all, you never I don't have the habit of cleaning up my phone photo album.

But no matter how hard you searched, you couldn't find that semi-nude photo, and you searched back and forth five or six times to no avail.Cold sweat fell from your forehead, and you suddenly felt chills all over your body, and your fingers touching the phone screen trembled uncontrollably.

—No, the photo is indeed missing.

You're out of your mind, and your mind is full of that missing photo.Seeing that you were sweating and trembling, Lu Wen cursed in a low voice, quickly straightened her appearance in front of the mirror, and left the lounge without looking back.

Just as Lu Wen was about to step out of the lounge, you suddenly had a flash of inspiration and hurriedly called her to stop.

"Then do you know that Sheng Jing has a dual personality? Do you know Cheng Jin?"

Lu Wen turned around and laughed out loud as if amused.

"Double personality? He's always been like that from beginning to end. How can there be any other personality? Are you awake from a dream, or are you suffering from hysteria?"

You have imagined that the other party told you that she didn't know Sheng Jing at all, and you also imagined that she said that she had a relationship with Sheng Jing, but you didn't expect this result at all.

You don't understand if this is the arrangement of the world consciousness, but no matter how you think about it, you can't let it go, as if your chest is blocked by a cloud of depression, you can't breathe.

You bit the straw sullenly, you only listened to half of what Director Jiang said, and spent the rest of the time wandering.You don't realize the glass is empty until the sparkling water in the straw is intermittent.

You pushed the empty cup aside, propped your head up to look at Director Jiang, and listened carefully to what he said, only to find that your body was gradually heating up, and your heart rate began to become unstable for no reason.

At first you thought it was caused by Lu Wen's incident, but you found that this trend was getting worse and worse, and you felt dizzy, and your eyelids drooped involuntarily.

At the same time, you were dripping with cold sweat, and belatedly realized that something was wrong, and began to doubt the drink that Director Jiang handed you.

At this time, you choose-

【A. Indifferent】

【B. Tell him that he wants to go to the bathroom】

[C. Ask Director Jiang if he has something wrong with you]

[D. Ask Director Jiang why he added alcohol to your drink]