It is impossible to work in this life

Chapter 662 That Night
"How come, it's very good!"

Gu Yifan smiled and said, "Just give me a glass of beer!"

"Row!"

Yirou gave Gu Yifan a bottle of beer, and opened a bottle herself.

"I invite you!"

Gu Yifan took out the money from his pocket: "You gave it to me anyway!"

The two looked at each other, smiled and clinked glasses.

"Beauty, here's another cup of Long Island ice tea!"

"Beauty, screwdriver, double!"

Because of her beautiful looks and beautiful movements, Yirou, a business bartender, is busier than her friend.

"No waiting, you come!"

In the end, Yirou got impatient and returned the job to her friend.

"The beer is boring. I'll make a glass myself."

Yirou said, taking vodka, blue mint julep, gin, and Baileys from the wine rack.

Gu Yifan watched quietly, as if he had already guessed what wine Yirou was going to mix.

"I made this wine to commemorate a past event. Every year today, I will take it seriously."

Before Yirou finished speaking, her friend the bartender frowned distressedly: "You, why are you so stubborn, there are so many people, where are you going to find that person?"

"How do you know you can't find it? Look, I found someone who looks very similar to him this year. This is a good sign. Maybe he will show up next year!"

Yirou took out the appropriate amount of various wines with measuring cups, and poured them into the shaker.

"Where are the people who look like him?"

The bartender stared at Yirou curiously.

"Here, isn't it right in front of your eyes?"

Yirou pointed at Gu Yifan.

When the bartender's eyes fell on Gu Yifan, his excited expression was withdrawn in an instant. He looked at him several times, and then shook his head in disappointment.

"It doesn't look like a superhero."

Gu Yifan couldn't help laughing: "Yeah, I'm just an ordinary person, how could I get along with superheroes?"

"It doesn't matter, I will think of him when I look at you, this is a kind of comfort, it is the arrangement given to me by God, so, I will make two cups, please accompany me."

While shaking the shaker, Yirou's eyes were red.

"That year you went to London, but you almost lost your life! Fortunately, you met a superhero, otherwise I really wouldn't be able to see you!"

The bartender sighed: "You, you are so courageous, and you are so brave. Why do girls do such a dangerous job?"

"I like."

Yirou replied lightly.

Looking at her face, Gu Yifan thought of the past. Once when he was passing by the Thames River late at night, he saw a black figure in the grass, speaking Chinese, and beside him was an overturned Harley motorcycle.

"You are chinese?"

Gu Yifan walked over.

"Yes, it is!"

It was Yirou who was lying in the grass. She was wearing black clothes, but her arms and calves were drenched. It was her blood, which had already wet the clothes.

Just when Gu Yifan was about to help her up, a group of mafiosi chased her. The Europeans were tall and looked very oppressive.

"Go away, it has nothing to do with you!"

Yirou was dying, but she pushed Gu Yifan desperately.

"No, since we are all Chinese, I have to help you!"

After a few words, Gu Yifan had already entered the group of mafia gangsters. With fists and fists, he snatched the gun from the hands of the first leader!
The silencer is a good thing. Gu Yifan loaded it with a click and knocked down the people close to him to the ground in an instant.

The group of Europeans gathered around them without fear of death because of their size. Unfortunately, with Gu Yifan's help from Chinese Kung Fu, they were quickly beaten and fled!
A mess all over the place.

Yirou couldn't hold on anymore and passed out.

But before she lost consciousness, she touched a bullet casing, which fell from Gu Yifan's body, and she held it tightly in her hand.

Waking up the next day, Yi Rou found that she was in a private clinic, her injuries had been healed and her life was safe.

The doctor is Latin, and the language is poor. He just handed Yirou a glass of wine and a note written in Chinese.

"If you drink this glass of wine, it will have an unexpected effect on your injuries, and then someone will take you to the airport!"

Tears welled up in Yirou's eyes, and she let go of her hand. The bullet casing was shining brightly under the sunlight outside the window, which looked very beautiful.

This must be something he carries with him and has been played with for a long time, so this change occurred.

Yirou stroked the bullet shell, feeling extremely melancholy in her heart. She didn't even say thank you to him!

From then on, the bullet casing became Yirou's amulet, worn on her wrist. In the dead of night, she would always take it out to look at it carefully.

Looking at the bullet casing, it seems that you can feel his body temperature. This kind of emotion is so profound that no one can understand.

Even the bartender friend who is like a male best friend has repeatedly advised Yirou not to have any illusions. The superhero might still be on the other side of the earth.

Yirou went to the Thames River many times later, but could never see that person again.

On the contrary, just now, Gu Yifan in the parking lot made her heart beat wildly, because he was so similar, even his voice was somewhat similar.

But just like the reaction of the bartender, how could Gu Yifan be a superhero? He looks so ordinary, without even a trace of domineering.

Just a gentle, generous, kind-hearted man.

But Yirou is still very happy, because this night is her anniversary, and it is also a kind of fate to meet Gu Yifan again.

Yirou is willing to let him become a shadow, which is better than nothing.

"This glass of wine is of great significance to me. After many times of repeated research, I can figure out a general idea. Unfortunately, there is no essence in it!"

The wine is well adjusted, beautiful blue, with a layer of salt frost on the rim of the glass, which looks like the sea swept by waves.

Yirou took a glass to Gu Yifan: "Try it!"

"Ok."

Gu Yifan took the glass of wine, a glint flashed in his eyes, and he drank the glass of wine in one gulp.

"Oh my god, you're drinking the wrong way, it'll make you head in no time!"

The bartender was taken aback.

"He was right, it was you who was wrong!"

Yirou looked at the bartender unceremoniously: "At that time, the Latin doctor just signaled me to drink it in one gulp. After drinking it, my injury did improve!"

"But in front of me, don't you always drink in small sips?"

The bartender was puzzled.

"That's because I want to miss it, but I don't want to part with it."

Yirou sighed softly, her eyes showing infinite sadness. Is there really no way to see that man again in this life?

At this moment, the door of the tavern opened, and a group of idle young people walked in, the leader of whom came straight to the bar with a bulging wallet in his hand.

"I heard that a beautiful bartender came here, and I came here to support her!"

(End of this chapter)