The Little Village's Ultimate Doctor

Chapter 945 Missing Love

Chapter One Thousand Seventeen

When the woman took the wine that Long Xiaoshan handed her, she immediately frowned: "This is not the white lady."

The White Lady is a white cocktail, but the glass of wine in front of her is light blue.

"Miss, this is a new product of our hotel. It's a free gift for today's event. You can try it. If it doesn't work, I'll give you another glass of White Lady." Long Xiaoshan said calmly.

The woman raised her head and saw that the bartender in front of her was wearing a hat, and only half of her face could be seen clearly.

Strange, she has been here many times, and she knows all the bartenders here, why today seems to be a different person, but this is not what she wants to consider, with her personality, she would not want it even if it was a free gift, She is used to a taste and will not change it, this is her character.

Just when she was about to refuse, there was a faint breath of fresh air floating up from the wine glass. This breath smelled so good that even she, who didn't know much about wine, suddenly had a strong feeling of wanting to take a sip. .

The words of refusal on the lips also turned into a nod: "Okay, I'll try."

She put the glass of wine to her lips and took a sip.

A tasteless liquid like white water trickled down her throat.

So light.

She was a little disappointed at first, but then, a cold air surged from her abdomen and reached her head. Immediately afterwards, she felt intoxicated, and many memories flooded her heart, unknowingly, Actually shed tears.

I don't know how long it took before she was freed from that intoxicated emotion.

Wiping away her tears, she hurriedly asked the bartender wearing a hat, "May I ask what kind of cocktail is this? Does it have a name?"

"The name, it's called Si Lian." The bartender said.

"Silian, Silian."

The woman kept muttering, and the tears that had stopped seemed to flow down again. She cried with a smile: "What a good name, can you give me another cup?"

The bartender shook his head: "I'm sorry, I can only give you one drink."

"Why, I can buy it, you can buy it for as much money as you want!" the woman said anxiously.

"Excuse me, miss, I don't sell my wine for any price."

"Then what do you want?"

"My wine is only for stories. If you drink Si Lian, if you can tell me a Si Lian story and a person you miss, I can give you another glass." The bartender said calmly.

The woman was silent and hesitated.

The bartender waited for a while, put away the mixing glass with some disappointment, and said, "It seems that you have no one to miss. Sorry, I can't give you my wine."

"No, wait."

The woman looked at the glass in the bartender's hand, and seemed to have made up her mind: "I have it, but you have to promise, I told you, you must not tell the third person."

The bartender said calmly: "Okay, I can swear that any word you tell me will be rotten in my heart, and no third person will know."

call--

The woman let out a deep breath.

After a moment of silence, she slowly spoke up: "I can tell you that I have someone I miss, this person is my college classmate, but I never told him.

He was born in poverty, from a small mountain village in Xichuan. Originally, he and I should be from two worlds. With a fiancé, it is even more impossible to have any intersection with him.

However, love is a wonderful thing sometimes.

Just when you thought all this would never happen, it just walked into your heart for no reason.

I fell in love with him.

But I couldn't open the mouth.

Because I know that if I really open this mouth, it will hurt him.

So I endured it, even though I knew he liked me too, I tried to confess my love to me several times, but I was ruthlessly interrupted.

I desperately maintained the boundaries between the two.

I didn't even hesitate to introduce a girlfriend to him. I could see the sadness in his eyes when I introduced a girlfriend to him.

But I had to.

However, even though I was so unfeeling, he was still hurt. Because of me, he was framed and imprisoned. I knew it was not his fault, but I didn't even dare to see him, because I was afraid of any trace of me. Nostalgia will bring him more harm.

I had to feign anger, berate him for his actions, despise him for committing a crime.

I had to convince everyone that I hated him.

Only in this way can he save his life.

I am very guilty, very painful, very heartbroken.

I can imagine how desperate he was in prison. For me, he suffered undeserved pain, which ruined his bright future, and perhaps also ruined the hope of his family.

Who knows how much effort and how much hope he put in from a small village in Xichuan to get into Mizuki.

It's all my fault, it's all my fault!

The woman said it over and over again.

Tears have already poured down into a river.

"No, it's not your fault, drink it, everything will pass, trust me." A familiar voice sounded in the woman's ear.

She raised her head and took the drink that the bartender handed her.

She drank it all.

The turbulent liquor made her intoxicated again, and in a trance, she seemed to see the person she longed to see the most, the man she had missed thousands of times in her dreams.

"Xiaoshan, is that you?"

"it's me!"

The man smiled slightly, and reached out to touch her head. His big warm hand was like a peaceful haven. She rubbed her head like a cat lying in the arms of its owner.

"Don't be guilty, don't feel bad, don't be in pain, everything is not your fault, you are the one who hurt the most, rest well, wait for me, I will come to take you away in a short time, no one can Stop me, the Ling family can't, and the Shen family can't."

The gentle words sounded from the bottom of the woman's heart.

"Really? If this is a dream, let me have it longer." The woman murmured.

"This is not a dream, Ruotong..."

……

I don't know how long it took, Ling Ruotong opened her eyes suddenly as if awakened from a dream, and the surrounding voices poured into her ears. She rubbed her eyes and found that she was still sitting by the bar.

She looked forward and found a bartender standing behind the bar, but it wasn't the bartender with the peaked cap, but the one from before. She hurriedly said, "Xiao Ding, was there a bartender wearing a peaked cap just now?" The bartender is here."

Xiao Ding shook his head and said, "No, Miss Ling, this place has always been me."

"It's always been you? Are you sure, I was served by a bartender with a hat just now, and he also gave me a cocktail called Si Lian." Ling Ruotong said quickly.

"Miss Ling, you must have drunk too much. Where did the bartender wear a hat in our bar? Our bar does not allow people to wear hats at work, and there is no cocktail called Si Lian on our wine list." Xiao Ding said.

Ling Ruotong felt lost, could it be that all this was really a dream...

(End of this chapter)