Chapter 73 The Telegram rang
Ye Zhenzhen, exhausted physically and mentally, couldn't fall asleep. She couldn't bear to be apart, but they weren't a good match for each other. Unfortunately, there was no way to have the best of both worlds.
Fortunately, I didn't get a call from Wen Baijing until the evening. I really didn't know how to face him, and it was better not to see him.
She received a WeChat message from Zhongli asking her to go to a bar.
Since leaving the nightclub, she has never drunk alcohol again, and never goes out to sing and drink with colleagues. Those occasions always remind her of that shameful history.
I have no choice but to protect customers even if I am just a small shopping guide. Moreover, Zhongli is not just a customer, but a good friend.
Ye Zhenzhen happened to be feeling upset and had no way of expressing her emotions, so she readily agreed.
Around nine o'clock, Zhong Li drove to pick her up and headed to the newly opened bar in Yuncheng. New places are always lively, attracting many young people who come to the bar. There were many cars parked in front of the bar, and they searched for a long time before finding a parking space.
As soon as she entered the bar, the dynamic DJ music was deafening. Ye Zhenzhen felt a little uncomfortable and raised her hand to rub her ears.
The two beauties, without any male companions, attracted many eager gazes, and people whistled at them from time to time.
Zhongli was taken to the reserved booth by the consultant and ordered a whiskey.
Ye Zhenzhen's eyes widened. Before, she would get drunk after just two glasses of foreign liquor.
The waiter was mixing the cocktail, luckily it was made at a ratio of one to five, Ye Zhenzhen couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
Zhongli was replying to WeChat messages and looked very annoyed.
After a while, she put down her phone, leaned close to Ye Zhenzhen's ear and said loudly: "You don't know, it's really annoying. I agreed that I would only substitute for the class and not be responsible for recruiting students. Who knew that the piano store would change its mind now? Our substitute teachers also have enrollment quotas every month..."
After that, he picked up the cup and drank a glass of wine depressedly. Then he picked up the wine pot and filled himself with wine.
"Drink less and be careful not to get drunk." Ye Zhenzhen put her hand to her mouth and whispered in Zhongli's ear.
In a place like a bar, two drunk girls can easily get into danger. There are always some people with low quality who take advantage of the alcohol to pretend to be crazy and take the opportunity to tease girls.
The messages kept popping up, and within a glass of wine, he received dozens of messages. Zhongli turned his phone upside down on the table, thinking out of sight, out of mind.
Under the dazzling spotlight, the two men clinked their glasses.
The sweet fruity aroma fills your mouth.
"You don't know, I quit my job in the system because I like freedom. I hate being bound and the constraints of rules and regulations." Zhongli drank a glass of wine and played with the glass with his slender fingers.
Ye Zhenzhen looked at her and lamented that they were the same but had different fates. Zhongli was born in the provincial capital, and both of her parents worked in the system. She passed the teacher's examination, but quit her job before she had worked for a year because she didn't want to be constrained. She came to Yuncheng alone, saying that she liked the atmosphere and slow pace of a small city.
Zhongli quit her job and still has no worries about food and clothing. She graduated from a music college and plays the piano very well. She is currently teaching at a piano store. Because of her good image and temperament, she also works part-time as a fashion model.
Ye Zhenzhen sighed and drank a glass of wine. Such a willful and unrestrained life is really enviable.
"Calm down and drink less. If you get a photo shoot, your beauty will be compromised if your face is swollen," Ye Zhenzhen advised.
Zhongli pulled the corner of his mouth proudly, and his anger subsided a little.
She patted Ye Zhenzhen and asked curiously, "You still haven't made up your mind? Are you still undecided about who to choose?"
After drinking some wine, the conversation will naturally open up.
"I don't know. I haven't thought about it yet." Ye Zhenzhen sighed, feeling very depressed.
It seems that she has no choice and the initiative is never in her hands.
As she spoke, Ye Zhenzhen raised her hand and skillfully poured wine into their empty glasses.
She paused holding the wine jug, a subconscious action that had penetrated deep into her bones.
"If you ask me, people should follow their own hearts and not live so entangled." Zhongli looked carefree. He picked up the wine glass and carefully observed the amber liquid in the glass.
Ye Zhenzhen couldn't help but smile bitterly and shook her head, "Not everyone can live freely. You can't understand it."
Zhongli rolled his eyes and leaned close to her ear, "When you are young, you should fall in love passionately. When you are eighty years old, it will be too late to fall in love. The most important thing in life is experience, do you understand?"
He added: "How do you know it won't work if you don't try?"
Ye Zhenzhen was silent for a long time, picked up the wine glass, and swallowed the wine in big gulps. An inexplicable bitterness spread at the root of her tongue.
She shook her head and said dejectedly: "You don't understand, the person I like can't be with me."
It was a mistake from the moment they met. Following this mistake, Ye Zhenzhen was afraid and cowardly after all the twists and turns. She didn't dare to tell anyone about that shameful history. Even though Zhongli was sincere to her, she carefully hid the secret.
The current Ye Zhenzhen was not worthy of Wen Baijing. And that experience made her even less worthy of him.
In fact, she was not worthy of Lin Luoyu. She couldn't imagine how Lin Luoyu would look at her if he knew her past.
After one wrong step, every step was unsettled. In the middle of the night, dreams about nightclubs would wake her up from time to time.
Ye Zhenzhen drank silently, completely forgetting that she had a poor alcohol tolerance.
She still didn't know whether being drunk could relieve her sorrow, but now she only knew that the wine made her sorrow even worse.
Zhongli blinked, reaching deep into her heart, "Zhenzhen, are you willing to leave him? Do you really not regret it?"
She fell silent again.
"When you fall in love with an excellent man, you should enjoy the process even if there is no good result in the future." Zhongli put his arm around her shoulders, shook her, and said generously: "Don't dwell on it. Men like this are not easy to find. If you miss them, you will never find them again."
Ye Zhenzhen tilted her head, her vision a little blurry, "You don't understand..."
"Oh!" Zhong left and sighed helplessly as he could not direct the show.
Zhongli's phone on the table kept vibrating and swaying left and right on the table. She picked up the phone, frowned, and was lost in thought.
Ye Zhenzhen's phone was completely silent. She couldn't help but pull out her phone, swiped the screen, and stared at the call log.
"Come, drink, and don't think about unhappy things." Zhongli handed her the wine glass, "Drink today, enjoy life to the fullest!"
After taking the wine glass, Ye Zhenzhen threw her phone on the sofa beside her.
The two drank from their glasses and swallowed the bitter taste.
"Ask yourself, do you really like him?" Zhongli couldn't help but counsel her, and couldn't help but feel sorry for her, "He is so perfect in your heart, if he marries someone else, would you be sad?"
After just a few drinks, Ye Zhenzhen was already drunk. She was in no hurry to drink and chat, and talked freely.
Ye Zhenzhen leaned lazily on the sofa, somewhat unsteadily, and fell forward on it, feeling hot and uncomfortable all over, the alcohol taking effect.
She turned into a red shrimp again, her head ached, and her heart beat extremely fast.
"I like him, I like him very much...but we can't be together..."
Ye Zhenzhen wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, her unclear and unstable voice filled with despair.
Her temples were throbbing violently, her stomach was churning, and she couldn't see clearly. She closed her eyes drowsily, the noise from the bar was making it hard for her to sleep.
"Zhenzhen, have you drunk too much?" Seeing this, Zhongli reached out and patted her face.
Seeing that she didn't move, he was a little flustered for a moment.
The screen of the phone on the sofa suddenly lit up. Zhongli reached out and shook her, "Your phone is ringing..."