"You have to know that she gave up an excellent career as a teacher to devote herself to the live broadcasting industry. This is her dream. I believe no one knows her better than you, right?”
"Do you really have the heart to destroy her dream?”
The young man imitated the supervisor's tone and told him everything that had happened.
"Brother, this is the first time I'm lost.”
"Of course I know that she likes live streaming. I've seen her efforts bit by bit, but now, I'm being said to be an obstacle in her path towards her dream.”
"Although I don't want to admit it, I have to say that what he said makes sense.”
The young man sighed again and drank all the " nostalgia " in his cup.
"I thought about it calmly for a long time. I also asked her indirectly about her views on the live streaming profession.”
"However, every time I listen to her talk about the joy in the live broadcast, my heart hurts so much. It's as if she'll leave me in silence in the next moment.”
"In the end, I made up my mind. Since she loves streaming so much and I love her so much, why should I be an obstacle in her path?”
"Just before, I called her and told her that we should break up.”
"Brother, do you know how painful it was for me to hear her helpless cries?”
The young man raised his head again. At this time, his eyes were no longer filled with tears. Those endless tears flowed down his slightly handsome face.
The young man was already sobbing.
Not long after, a thin layer of water had accumulated on the counter.
From this, it could be seen how sad this young man was at this moment.
The owner of the bar just quietly watched the crying young man.
"A man doesn't cry easily because he hasn't reached the point of sadness.”The bar owner felt that there was nothing more accurate than this sentence to describe this scene.
The bar owner didn't say anything. He silently handed the young man another cigarette and then started mixing drinks again.
"Bro, I see bartending on TV with all kinds of cool and fancy moves. Why is it that when it comes to you, you only need to shake it twice? Or are you cutting corners?"
Perhaps it was because of this venting, the young man's originally excited emotions had finally calmed down. He wiped the tears on his face and lit the second cigarette that the bar owner handed over with a lighter. As he smoked, he teased the bar owner who was mixing drinks.
"If you're not feeling uncomfortable anymore, get rid of the pool of water on the bar counter first. Who knows if there's your snot in there?”
The bar owner didn't care about the young man's teasing. He replied with a smile.
"Um." The young man, who was still smoking, noticed the puddle of water on the bar counter after the bar owner's reminder. He immediately felt a little embarrassed and quickly wiped it clean with his sleeve.
"Hey, kid, don't you see that rag over there? Why do you have to use your sleeves to wipe it?"
The bar owner shook the cocktail glass in his hand as he looked at the young man. The young man's actions were naturally seen by him, and he was suddenly a little speechless.
One had to know that there was a piece of cloth placed within the reach of the young man!
He had stopped wiping his hands and put it aside because of the young man's arrival.
"Cough cough, don't worry about this. Brother, you haven't answered my question.”
The young man followed the bar owner's gaze and looked. Sure enough, there was a rag placed within his reach. The young man could not help but feel embarrassed, so he quickly changed the topic.
"Actually, bartending is not as fancy as you think. Those fancy movements are just to attract the attention of the customers. In fact, they are more to attract the attention of the opposite sex. Don't think about it. It's already good enough that there's wine.”
At this time, the bar owner had just finished shaking his hand. He gently poured the wine in the glass into the cup that the young man had just finished drinking, and then pushed the cup in front of the young man again.
"Is it 'nostalgia' again?" After the young man took the wine glass, he could not help but ask curiously.
"Didn't I give you 'nostalgia' just now? What do you think I'm giving you now?”The bar owner looked at the young man with interest and asked.
"Is it 'reality'?" The young man could not help but recall what the bar owner had said to him before and asked curiously.
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