In the Night Vale bar, under the dim lights, the bartender swayed gently, mixing a colorful cocktail extremely elegantly. The flashing neon lights attracted one after another hungry souls who needed comfort. Jiang Qing'an sat next to me. Jiang Qing'an: "Shen Wei, your old man asked you to order this?" Shen Wei: "What do you think?" She picked up the cocktail the bartender put on the table, raised her head to drink, and subconsciously looked at others from the corner of her eye. Here, my expression changed. Shen Qinchuan was sitting not far away from me and looking at me with a smile. I put down the wine and looked over. There was no one in Shen Qinchuan's seat just now. Why would he see me here? He didn't have any objection. Ying put his hand in front of me and waved Jiang Qing'an: "What are you thinking about? Ignore me?" Shen Wei: "I'm going back now, and I'll come out next time." After saying that, I stood up and walked out. Jiang Qing'an: "No? You've only been out for a while, and people haven't arrived yet!" When I got home, the living room was dark. I didn't turn on the light and I didn't turn around when I returned to the room. Someone was hugging me behind me. "Brother" is Shen Qinchuan. Shen Qinchuan: "Brother, what do you think will happen if I send the photo to Shen Quan to see?"
Concept: There are 88,000 lies told in life, and the easiest one to blurt out is that it's okay