Ping'an Lane is not named
The night in Ping'an Lane is always gentler than elsewhere. There is a small bar hidden at the end of the alley. It has no ostentatious sign, but in the late night of the city, it has become the home of countless worries.
The most famous thing in the store has never been the expensive drinks, but the particularly eye-catching line on the wine list - Unnamed.
If you want to get this glass of wine, you don't have to swipe your card or ask about the price. The only bargaining chip is the most unforgettable past event in your heart.
So every night at ten o'clock, the place gradually becomes lively.
There are tired urban white-collar workers who have just finished working overtime, with office building fireworks still on their fingertips; there are college students wearing clean sweatshirts, with youthful joy and regret hidden in their eyes;
They sat under the warm yellow light and spoke slowly to the silent bartender.
Maybe it was a love that ended in vain, a parting that was too late to say goodbye, a regret buried deep in my heart, or a moment when I dreamed about it in the middle of the night, which still tightens my heart.
After telling the story, the bartender will make him a drink that is his own. There is no name, only the mood of the moment.
As for the cost, it all depends on your heart and mind.
As the night gets darker, wine glasses clink, and stories slowly flow in the air.
What about you?
Is there also a passage that has been hidden for a long time and is not easily shared with others? It is unforgettable?
Intention: Bravely pursue love