Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Qin Zhi’ai saw Gu Yusheng when she walked in.
She was worried he would find out she had followed him. She was also afraid of him thinking that she was bothering him again and getting mad at her. She immediately stopped the waitress who was leading her to a table near Gu Yusheng’s and asked for a table in the corner away from him.
Qin Zhi’ai was still on her period. She didn’t want to drink. She hadn’t had dinner yet, so she looked at the menu and ordered an appetizer. She looked at the beverages for a while and ordered a cocktail with barely any alcohol in it.
When Qin Zhi’ai passed the menu back to the waitress, she saw another waitress walking to Gu Yusheng’s table with a tray of drinks.
When the waitress carefully put the drinks on the table, she talked politely to Gu Yusheng with her head tilted.
Gu Yusheng’s eyes were looking slightly down. He bit the cigarette between his teeth but didn’t respond to the waitress.
The lights in the club were flashy. When they hit his face, it seemed almost blurry.
He waited a while before he nodded at the waitress to signal her to open all the bottles on the table. Gu Yusheng didn’t check what wines they were, just grabbed one of them and drank the whole bottle.
It only took about twenty minutes for Qin Zhi’ai’s food to make it to her table. Gu Yusheng drank like a horse and had already finished two bottles of wine.
The wine didn’t seem to have any effect on him. He sat steadily on his bench without any change in look. He systematically poured the wine into the glass and dumped it into his mouth.
Qin Zhi’ai wondered if he intended to finish all the bottles on the table.
Qin Zhi’ai held her fork out, passing food to her mouth. The way she looked at Gu Yusheng showed she was worried and anxious.
As time passed, more people came to the club. People in flashy and exposing dresses sat in between Gu Yusheng and Qin Zhi’ai.
The music in the club had heavier beats and many people went to the dance floor. Whistles and screams came from every corner of the club.
Qin Zhi’ai had her eyes fixed on Gu Yusheng.
Many young girls with very little clothing talked to Gu Yusheng with smiles when they passed his table, but all left with bored or disappointed faces.
The wine bottles on his table were almost empty.
He shook every bottle and found there was nothing left. He raised his hand to call the waitress over, lit a cigarette with one hand, and pointed at the menu the waitress held out for him to order with the other hand.
When he finished a second cigarette, the empty bottles were taken away and replaced with new bottles of wine.
This time, he didn’t use a glass. Instead, he drank directly from the bottles, and faster than before. Some wine spilled out and dripped down into his collar from his chin.
Qin Zhi’ai was anxious and wanted to go up to his table a few times, but she was able to suppress her desire.
Gu Yusheng looked like he was thinking about something as he drank. He suddenly looked down and started to smile. The smile on his face was gorgeous, but Qin Zhi’ai felt bad for him.
She suddenly gripped her clothes and clamped her lips together. She saw Gu Yusheng hold a bottle of wine up and start to pour it into his mouth.
