Chapter 17 16

Women seem to love Gibson.Sometimes after gazing for a moment at the onions that sink in the bottom of a narrow cocktail glass, drink into pretty lips.After taking a sip, she lightly closed her eyes, as if she wanted to keep the taste in her memory. "Do you always come here as a guest?" Shinsuke tried to ask a question. The woman looked up at him with a wine glass in her hand. "Does it look like it?" "No, I was wondering why you came to our store?" "Maybe let's guess." "What a difficult question." Shinsuke grinned. "After the guests go back, everyone is always discussing your origin."

"What do I look like?" "What kind of person..." Shinsuke stared at the woman. Women are not shy at all, and accept his gaze calmly. Shinsuke said, "Entertainer...something like that." She smiled slightly and put down her glass. "Have you seen me on the TV show?" "have not seen." "right." "But..." Shinsuke looked at her face again, "I always feel like I've seen you somewhere." "yes?" "Yeah." Shinji nodded. Shinsuke felt this way for the first time tonight.To be precise, it's not so much where I've seen her, but rather that she looks like someone.He didn't feel that way when the woman came to the store for the first time, nor when she came in for the second time.Shinsuke himself didn't quite understand why he felt this way especially tonight.Maybe it's because women's hairstyles and makeup are slightly different than before.Since just now, Shen Jie has been thinking about who this woman looks like, but he can't figure it out.

"It's a pity that I'm not from the entertainment industry." "Well, then I don't know, please tell me the answer." "What's the answer?" The woman tilted her head slightly, casting a charming look at Shinsuke. "Can I have another glass of the same one first?" "Of order." Shinsuke reached out to the empty wine glass in front of the woman. The woman finally stood up after only two glasses of Gibson.At this time, Shinsuke still failed to ask her where she came from. Like last time, Shinsuke sent the woman outside the shop.Shinsuke is anxious because he doesn't know when he will see her, but he doesn't know what to do.

"Thank you for the hospitality, it's delicious." "thanks." "This store..." She stared into Shinsuke's eyes. "Is it open until two o'clock in the morning?" "yes." "Hmm..." The woman smiled meaningfully. "What's wrong?" "Is there any place where you can drink after that?" "There are many." "I prefer a quiet store." "There are also many shops that are quiet." "It's like this." Shen Jie couldn't figure out what the woman was thinking, only saw her open the bag and take out the lipstick.Then, she opened the lipstick cap and grabbed Shinsuke's right hand.When Shinsuke was still in a state of astonishment, the woman wrote several numbers on his palm.A total of eleven red numbers are juxtaposed on his palm.

The woman put the lipstick back in her bag, turned around quickly, and walked towards the elevator. "That..." Shinsuke called out to her back. The elevator door just happened to open at this moment.The woman stepped into the elevator and faced his direction.She looked directly at him and smiled slightly. After the elevator doors closed, the figure of the woman disappeared.Shinsuke once again felt that he must have seen her somewhere, and always felt that she looked like someone—— Shinsuke returned to the bar, in order not to attract Sentoko's attention, he hurriedly washed his hands.Of course he didn't forget to write down the numbers on his palm before washing his hands.

Shinsuke looked at the clock and found that it was not yet twelve o'clock in the morning.But he felt that the two hours before he left work was longer than usual.Shinsuke's heart was pounding like a middle school student looking forward to a first date.Thinking about how long he hadn't felt this way, he smiled wryly. Everything about the car accident and Chengmei has been forgotten right now. Ignoring Yu Shensuke's anxious mood, it was almost 2:20 when the last guest left today.Because he was a regular customer in the store, Qian Duzi was too embarrassed to drive him away.As soon as the customer walked out of the store, Shinsuke immediately took off the bartender's vest.

"Thank you, it's a bit late today." Qian Duzi said while preparing to go home. "Mom-san, I'll go back by myself today." "Oh, it's so rare. Do you have an appointment with Miss Chengmei?" "Well, yes." Shinsuke fooled it with a smile. "Occasionally we have to go on a date." After Qian Duzi finished speaking, she lowered her voice. "That person is here again." "That person?" "It's the guest who always comes by himself. He seems to be wearing a green dress today." "Oh..." Shinsuke pretended to remember only now. "...That's right."

"You seem to have chatted with her for a while, do you know her background?" "I don't know." Shinsuke shook his head. "Really?" Qian Duzi was not satisfied, but his mood changed immediately. "Then leave the rest of the work to you." "Yes, it's been hard work." "Good night." After Shinsuke confirmed that Chizuko had boarded the elevator and left, he immediately picked up the handset of the phone in the store and dialed the eleven number that the woman had just written on his palm.That's the mobile phone number.

Shinsuke listened to the phone answering the ring, and his heartbeat couldn't help but quicken.Can this number really reach her?Will the phone number be scribbled?Could the person answering the phone be a man with a voice different from hers?These thoughts ran over and over in his head. After the third ring, the phone was connected.He swallowed. The other party was silent, as if waiting for him to speak.So Shinsuke lowered his voice and said, "Hello." After a while, the woman spoke up, "It's so slow." Only then did Shinsuke let go of his heart, and secretly let out a sigh of relief.The voice on the other end of the phone was reminiscent of a fife, and it was that woman.

"I'm sorry, the customers in the store have been reluctant to leave for a long time." "Are you still in the shop?" "Yes, where are you?" The woman didn't answer, but said "good place", and snickered.Shinsuke felt anxious if he thought he was being looked down upon. "I'll pick you up, please tell me where." "I'll contact you again, you wait there." "But--" The phone clicked off.Shinsuke stared at the microphone, shook his head slightly, and hung up the microphone.He doesn't understand what a woman really thinks.

In short, he could only wait. Shinsuke only left the light on the bar, turned off the other lights, and sat on the high chair where the guests sat to wait.He took out the SALEM cool cigarette from the inner pocket of his jacket, lit a cigarette with a cigarette in his mouth, and lit it.Although he soiled the cleaned ashtray again, he was the last one to clean it anyway. In the corner of the bar is a weekly magazine left by the guests.While smoking a cigarette, Shinsuke quickly flipped through the pages.The main purpose of this magazine is to stimulate the reader's sexual desire, not to provide readers with knowledge.The magazine began with several pages of posters of nude women, followed by several articles about specialty stores. Shinsuke read the article titled "Surprising Artist Sex Secrets", halfway through, he looked up at the clock, it was already past three o'clock in the morning. He brought the phone closer, picked up the receiver, and pressed the replay button.The bell rang eleven times in a row. He was disheartened by what he heard next.It's not just that the other party cuts off the power of the mobile phone, or that the person is in a place where the mobile phone cannot receive a signal, and the ringtone of the microphone is turned into a voicemail to illustrate this fact.He reluctantly hung up the phone. Shinsuke began to feel that maybe he was being tricked.When he thought about it, it was strange that the woman would suddenly tell him the phone number.This bartender seems to be interested in me, why not play with him - Shinsuke can't guarantee that the woman doesn't have such an attempt. However, Shinsuke thinks that if this is the case, the woman should not tell him her real phone number.For ordinary people, once telling a stranger their real phone number, if the other party becomes a stalker, wouldn't it be troublesome?She decided that she was not that kind of man. Shinsuke looked at "Surprising Secrets of Celebrities' Sex Life" again, but he didn't read the contents into his head at all, just staring at the words mechanically. Shinsuke closed the weekly magazine and got down from his chair.He felt that the other party would not contact him.That being the case, it would be foolish for me to stay here all the time. He went into the bathroom to pee.I don't know if it was because he was in the dark space just now, he felt that the bathroom had a strange sense of brightness.As a result, there was an illusion that he seemed to be dreaming.right!This is reality.In the city at night, I am alone, no one at home is waiting for me, even if I wait at home, no one will come.Besides, his past memories are still ambiguous. Shinsuke washed his face while washing his hands.There was a mirror directly above the sink, and his face was reflected in the mirror.It was a sad face, without the slightest premonition of success. Shinsuke inadvertently thought of the sink at home.Then, the wonderful sense of sight that he experienced before struck again, the same as what he felt in front of his sink before.What exactly is this?What is the truth of this feeling?Soon, this feeling was the same as then, and gradually disappeared like a balloon deflated.When the feeling is completely gone, only the cold reality remains.He shook his head slightly in the mirror and walked out of the bathroom. He went back to the bar, but instead of sitting in the high chair, he went inside to clean the ashtray.Although he glanced at the phone once, he didn't pick up the receiver, and the other party wouldn't answer it anyway. Have a drink and go back—he has a change of heart. Shinsuke shakes brandy, white rum, citrus liquor, and lemon juice, and pours it into a cocktail glass.Lift the glass to eye-level before drinking to admire the amber glow. Suddenly, something caught his eye. Shinsuke's heart was beating violently.Feeling his heartbeat, he slowly turned his upper body. The woman was sitting in the deepest seat of the store.