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"Oh right, AR15, have the Rebellion Squad and AR Squad arrived home yet?"
"The Rebellion Squad is home. They're taking a shower now. My teammates... I was just about to call them."
"Alright then, see you tomorrow."
"See you tomorrow."
AR15 actually lied; she had already called her teammates to ask earlier.
However, from the other end of the phone came M16 and SOP II's strange shouts: "Whoosh! Hahahahahahahahaha!", and M4's screams...
M16 was probably drinking again, since there are a lot of bars in that area...
AR15 didn't dare to report it, so they just gave it a perfunctory answer.
But I'll have to sleep alone tonight...
Ugh......
......
At this moment, Luo Fan and UMP45 were sitting by the window in the restaurant, eating some simple pastries and fruits.
UMP45 has been listless since earlier, only taking small bites of things like cake.
This was completely unlike how she looked when Luo Fan stuffed her with cake and she was overjoyed.
"Sister 45, what are you thinking about?"
Luo Fan asked with some concern.
"You haven't been acting right since earlier. Is it because the environment here isn't very good?"
But Sister 45 just waved her hand helplessly: "No, I just feel a little unmotivated."
"Honestly, Sister 45, if you're feeling unwell, just say so. It's making us all feel bad."
"Oh, it's really nothing, I just thought of an old friend..."
So, Luo Fan probably knows what's going on...
The older sister of UMP40 and 45, a humanoid who is truly dead.
But Luo Fan couldn't figure out why 45 would think of 40 at this time. He only knew that 40 was the eternal wound in 45's heart.
40 doesn't want 45 to be like this, but 45 has no choice but to be this way.
What are some ways to help someone who is 45 temporarily forget these bad memories?
Luo Fan looked around at his surroundings.
I remember the hotel's promotional materials mentioned that in addition to the buffet restaurant, there was also a buffet bar, and 16 Pigeons was a place where people could get closer to each other through drinks.
Luo Fan had some other ideas...
So, Luo Fan stood up from his seat, under the bewildered gaze of Sister 45.
"Sister 45, would you like a drink?"
Luo Fan asked with a smile.
But Sister 45's face clearly showed her confusion: "Drinking? Why would I want to drink?"
But Luo Fan didn't give 45 a chance to refuse, and directly pulled the other person up: "Come on, you'll see when you get here. It'll save us from having to do things like this all night."
"Tch, all they're really trying to do is get me drunk..."
Even so, UMP45 still took Luo Fan's hand and followed.
It was already 12:30 a.m., and the restaurant was almost empty, with even fewer people around the bar. But the dim lighting created a stage for the two of them.
No one will bother them...
Luo Fan took out his phone, checked the restaurant's sound system he had hacked, and started playing "Hoping She Would Be There."
P.S.: For a better reading experience, it is recommended to listen to "Hoping She Would Be There" by Steve Barakatt below.
Sister 45 heard the music that was inexplicably playing in the restaurant, but she didn't pay any attention to it. She simply followed the man in front of her to the chair in front of the bar.
Even the bartenders have already gone home...
So, what should we drink?
Sister 45 propped her head up with her hand and watched the man in front of her perform with a smile.
But Luo Fan simply walked behind the bar and looked at the display case above.
All kinds of famous wines are available here, which can fully satisfy your needs.
Luo Fan took four bottles of wine from the display case and placed them in front of Sister 45.
UMP45's smile faded slightly: "Four bottles?"
But what he received was Luo Fan waving his index finger: "No, no, no, these four bottles of wine are just ingredients."
"Rum, tequila, Jack Daniel's, anise liqueur, you know what I want to do?"
"doing what?"
"Just wait."
Luo Fan pulled out two wine glasses from the cabinet below, spun them a few times in the air, and then placed them steadily on the table.
This surprised 45: "You can mix drinks?"
"I've only dabbled in it a little."
Luo Fan didn't look up at 45; he simply picked up a small container and poured the tequila and rum into a short, stout stemmed glass.
"20 ml each of tequila and rum."
"Of course, there's also some Jack Daniel."
His technique was effortless and natural, like that of a seasoned professional bartender.
But Luo Fan could still juggle the drinks while talking to 45: "Sister 45, this drink has a strong, intense, and spicy flavor. Perhaps only a true warrior would dare to try it."
His hands never stopped moving.
"Are you underestimating the tactical androids' drinking capacity?"
Sister 45 slightly puffed out her seemingly non-existent chest; despite wearing a dress, her enviable curves were not displayed.
Luo Fan just smiled and continued, "In the midst of a busy daily life, everyone has their own troubles, and in their leisure time, many people inadvertently think of this kind of wine."
"As a result, this famous wine appeared in various bars."
After mixing the liquor, Lovan used a blowtorch to spray flames onto the liquor.
The azure flames resembled gases produced by a chemical reaction, or a curtain slowly being lifted on a stage in the darkness, making the bar even more solemn and dignified in the silence caused by the absence of people.
UMP45 simply sat quietly on the bar stool, watching the drink dance with the flames, a peculiar look in his eyes.
Once the garnishings were complete, Luo Fan raised his glass high and poured the wine into another stemmed glass.
"Look carefully, 45."
Luo Fan's deep voice brought 45 back to reality.
45 trembled slightly, then focused intently on the glass of wine falling from the sky.
The flames and the wine fell into the goblet together, like two inseparable people; the flames disappeared without the wine, and the wine dimmed without the flames.
However, during the process of these two "coexisting harmoniously", the "unstable factor" Luo Fan appeared.
Luo Fan secretly pinched a handful of cinnamon powder between his fingers and sprinkled it onto the still-flowing liquid.
In an instant, the dark blue flames transformed into starlight and burst forth.
35 Wine and Heart
P.S.: For a better reading experience, it is recommended to listen to "Hoping She Would Be There" by Steve Barakatt below.
UMP45 was caught completely off guard by the beautiful scenery before him, his eyes filled with shock.
"The blue flames as the wine glass slides down give one a moment of release, allowing one to enjoy that fleeting pleasure."
"Enjoy that fleeting moment of beautiful tranquility."
A few drops of the restless liquor fell onto the table, but they did not ignite and became ordinary liquor.
The bursting flames are just like this short and regrettable life, like a fleeting moment, only to bring the viewer a moment of shock.
After the flames dimmed slightly, Luo Fan inverted the upper goblet onto the rim of the lower goblet to extinguish the flames.
Now, only this amber-colored liquid remains in the glass.
This small glass not only showcases the bartender's skill level but also embodies their hard work and dedication.
Once the flames were completely extinguished, Luo Fan pushed the cup in front of 45.
Just as 45 was still somewhat dazed and about to pick up the wine glass, Luo Fan stopped him.
"Wait, there's just one last bit..."
Luo Fan pulled a small blade of grass from somewhere in the cabinet and put it into the wine glass.
Then, he gave a gentlemanly bow to Sister 45: "That's it, this drink is called 'Don't Go Home Tonight'."
"Also known as 'Men Lose Their Virginity,' if you drink it, can you really still go home?"
Seeing Luo Fan's cool demeanor, UMP45 was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing.
Luo Fan was confused again. Wasn't this handsome enough?
"why are you laughing?"
"No, I just didn't expect that you, Commander, could be so greasy, hahaha."
???
Is it greasy?
"Looking at you this way, you seem like one of those middle-aged, pot-bellied officials. You don't even know what kind of person you are, yet you still like to flirt with girls like me."
"And I've always been worried about the bridge of their noses..."
......
"I was wrong, 45. If you don't want to drink it, then I'll drink it, okay?"
Luo Fan felt a little scared, afraid that he would have to have surgery when he woke up the next morning.
But unexpectedly, Sister 45 raised her glass, and her smile turned somewhat melancholy.
But more than anything, it's about satisfaction...
"No, Commander, it's precisely because you personally mixed this drink for me that I'm drinking it."
They say, "I have wine, do you have a story?"
Now that you've handed me your drink, it's time for me to tell you my story.
"You said this drink is called 'No Going Home Tonight,' and it's also said to 'Even Men Lose Their Virginity,' so let me experience it..."
UMP45 gently swirled the wine in his glass, then downed it in one gulp.
The extremely high alcohol content assaulted UMP45's taste buds, making her feel somewhat dizzy.
But when alcohol gets people drunk, they inevitably want to use it as an excuse to vent...
"I understand now, what 'not going home tonight' means..."
"Yes, to numb our senses, to make us temporarily forget the painful past, that's what you wanted to tell me... right, Commander?"
A hint of amusement crept into UMP45's eyes, while Luo Fan, after being exposed, merely nodded with an inscrutable expression.
But 45's words didn't end there: "No one really wants to not go home; they just hope to find a little bit of pitiful comfort and relief in their hearts when they are on the verge of intoxication and collapse. But the sun still rises as usual, and life still has to go on."
Perhaps, only by living out this lifetime will one find so-called liberation...
After just one cup, 45 felt somewhat overwhelmed by the alcohol.
Perhaps it was thanks to this glass of wine that Luo Fan was able to let 45 confide in him.
Luo Fan moved a chair from the side and sat down opposite 45.
Then, he said to the slightly tipsy 45, "Sister 45, I brought you here so that you could forget some of the unpleasant past, not so that you would want to recall the past and feel sad about it."