Song Yansheng is a well-known magician. In the end, he almost got into a car accident because his assistant was bribed. Fortunately, he was sent to the hospital in time to save his life, but his leg was completely disabled and his career plummeted.
Song Yansheng was sitting at the bar in a wheelchair and was drunk in a bar that day.
A pleasant voice came from the bar, "Sir, what kind of drink would you like?"
"A glass of martini, thank you" Song Yansheng said warmly
The bartender didn't say anything, turned around to get the cocktail glass, and took the bar spoon to mix it. Only then did he see the other person's hand holding the bar spoon, which was white and slender. Song Yansheng's eyes were no longer blurry when he looked up.
"You Boyi!!!" Song Yansheng almost screamed out in surprise when he saw the face under the shadow of the lamp clearly, but fortunately, the bar held you "deafly" and turned the sound of the speaker to the maximum, so no one around noticed the movement here.
"Yan Sheng, you finally recognized me" the bartender said with a little helplessness in his tone.
You Boyi is Song Yansheng's senior brother. It was You Boyi who suggested that Song Yansheng embark on the path of becoming a magician. However, this senior brother withdrew from the stage when he was at his peak two years ago. This is what You Boyi cannot understand the most.
"Click, click..." It was late at night, and the enthusiastic young man outside the door went home to sleep. All he could hear was the sound of the clock and the sound of the ice cubes and the wall of the cup.
Song Yansheng kept shaking his wrist, looking at the scars on his hands, raising his head, lying on the table, looking at the smiling bartender quietly, feeling sad in his heart. As the bartender packed his things, Song Yansheng's head gradually dropped, and the two black spots in his eyes slowly blurred out, gradually blending into one, and a line of white words appeared.
White lotus belly black bartender x white cut black central air conditioning magician
Intention: I don't want to write