A Billion Stars Can’t Amount to You

The cashier couldn't help but slow down. She listened for a while before she could clearly hear the Chinese words in his mouth: "Xiao Yi, Xiao Yi..."

Is he calling a person's name in his mouth?

It is said that the name called export when drunk is deep love, so is Xiaoyi the girl he loves?

Women are naturally curious about feelings, and the cashier couldn't help turning his head. He glanced at the man lying on the table.

The light in the corner of the bar was dim and dark. She couldn't see his face clearly, but she could feel the deep grief and sorrow that radiated from him constantly.

The cashier quickly walked away and entered the bathroom.

When she returned to the bar, the first thing was to look at the table in the corner. The man was no longer there, and the empty table was filled with empty wine bottles.

The cashier was busy only when it was just an episode, and he soon left behind.

At two o'clock in the morning, the cashier was off work. She went to the back lounge, changed her work clothes, waved with the bartender, said goodbye, and ran out of the bar.

It was a light rain in the French town late at night.

The cashier took the umbrella from the bag, propped it on top of her head, and ran towards the street. She ran just two steps, and was squatted under a street lamp not far away, attracting her attention.

At a glance, the cashier recognized it as the man sitting in the corner of the bar.

He didn't feel like it was raining, and he didn't move.

The cashier held the umbrella and stared at the man for a while at a distance. Finally, he walked over and walked with a ghost.

Perhaps the man didn't hear footsteps at all, and the cashier stopped in front of him for a while, and he didn't react.

The cashier said, "Hello?"

The man remained still.

Cashier: "Are you all right?"

After asking, the cashier saw that the man was still indifferent, and crouched down, "You..."

This time she only said one word, and he looked up.

Through the street lamp, the cashier saw a beautiful and thrilling face. What she was about to say in her mouth suddenly disappeared.

The rain is still falling.

After a long time, the man made a voice: "Xiao Yi..."

The cashier was called back from the stunned stare.

Only then did she discover that the man's eyes were staring straight at him.

It was not clear whether it was her illusion. She felt that the man seemed to be looking at himself, but that he did not seem to be looking at himself.

She "hey" again, and when he didn't respond, she raised her hand and shook it in front of him: "What's your name?"

He didn't reply to her, even before she shook him, his eyes didn't blink, still staring at her in a fixed direction.

The cashier frowned, and couldn't help but glance back. No one passed except for the raindrops that kept falling.

The only character is the advertisement of an oriental actress in the billboard above the bar, which is constantly looping.

There is nothing to see, why is he staring all the time...

The cashier turned his head and couldn't help but curiously asked, "What are you looking at?"

The man still didn't reply to her, but after her voice settled, she glanced at her lightly, without any emotion, but it made the cashier clearly feel a rejection of thousands of miles. .