Chapter 33 Ordinary Bartender

Author: Shuliu

Chapter 33 Ordinary Bartender

Zhongdao Chunping is an ordinary person. He works as a common bartender in this small bar in daily life. The only thing worthy of praise is his long time working here and his increasingly skilled craftsmanship under the erosion of time.

He has a habit of watching those who are good-looking, but he just simply appreciates them. But sometimes he also thinks that one day he will have a beautiful girlfriend, who will be a beautiful and gentle person, and the perfect object of versatility.

——He often does this kind of daydream.

Today is also an ordinary day.

He took the wine glass left by the guest just now, took the rag and wiped it on the table, Zhongdao Chunping wondered if he should change his career?

It was rare for him to do this business for a while. Although he had no family to support him, he could not wait until he was resigned before going to find his next home.

"Zhongdao, are you really going to quit?" A colleague who had been with him for more than half a year asked again. This was the third time he asked today.

He really didn't believe it. It would be too decisive to leave, the old man who had been in this bar for six or seven years...

Chunping Zhongdao shook his head helplessly, "Although I'm not willing to do this job, I can't keep doing this job, you should also be aware of this."

Of course my colleague knew it. He sighed and stopped mentioning this matter. In fact, he should almost change jobs, but he hasn't found his next home yet. He is still preparing to get married recently and cannot be as casual as Zhongdao.

"But Zhongdao, don't you have any people you like?" He pushed his elbow to the Zhongdao pure flat and teased the gossip. He had never seen Zhongdao looking for any partner in the past six months since they worked together. He was like a cultivator who had no desires and no desires.

Chunping Zhongdao's eyes drifted for a while, as if he had remembered something, but he still insisted on his mouth, "No, it's hard to say something like eye fate." I don't know if he suddenly thought of something, so he lowered his voice and told his colleague, "I liked someone before, but unfortunately I saw it once."

"At that time, they came together and suddenly said they wanted to use the platform here to play a song, and even the instruments were brought in their own."

Thinking of that dramatic night, Juniphi Jun could not help laughing, "Do you believe it? A string ensemble will appear on our small platform one day, and a bar has been turned into a concert hall."

"Wow, why have I never heard you say this?" My colleague exclaimed, and seemed to have thought of something. He then pushed the middle Tao Chunping and joked: "It's because of the person you like that you have been hiding for so long?"

"That happened five or six years ago. Now it's probably only the boss and I remember it." Juntao Chunping touched the end of his hair embarrassedly, put down the rag in his other hand, and carefully took out a picture from his clothes pocket that could be seen as well. He looked at his colleagues' curious eyes and explained, "At that time, they asked me to help take their cameras, and later they washed it and left it to the bar three. I am one of them."

Speaking of this, his cheeks couldn't help but turn red, "It's the only one among the three photos that caught her."

"I didn't expect it~ So you still have such a time~"

My colleague teased and his eyes floated above the photos. Since they were taken in the bar, although there were a few spotlights, the background was obviously still dark.

On the stage, as Zhongdao Chunping said before, on that big and small stage, it was not the guitar and other instruments he usually used to be. What he saw was a cello and a violin, and long metallic instruments could be vaguely seen in the corner.

"...I really feel like listening to a concert." The corner of my mouth twitched, and my colleague couldn't help but sigh, "What do you like..."

"It's her."

Zhongdao Chunping stretched out his hand to point at the cello that was almost in the corner but still looked very abrupt. Behind it a short-haired woman sat upright, her hair color blended into the surrounding background, but her face when she closed her eyes was clearly reflected.

"Beautiful is really beautiful, but why do I feel familiar?"

My colleague was confused and looked at the photos left and right, but didn't remember where this familiarity came from.

"Hey? But she probably hasn't been there since then. If she comes again, she will definitely come to find the photos." Junping Nakadao couldn't help but be surprised. He looked down at the photos in his hand. He had seen them for many times, and had already engraved the other person's appearance into his mind. In his spare time, he would occasionally think of that short time and the love that he had ended before he started.

"Hey, Zhongdao, look!"

The colleague looked up and thought for a moment, and his voice suddenly became louder. He urged Zhongdao Chunping with some anxiety, "It's the bar, look, that white-haired beauty."

"Um?"

I was impatient with the other party disturbing his memories, but Chunping Zhongdao slowly raised his head and looked along the place where his colleague pointed.

Then, he instantly froze in place.

Even though the other person's hair color and hairstyle have changed, from short black hair to slightly curly white medium-length hair, his temperament has changed from the gentleness of the past to the indifference, only the face is still the same, but it seems that there is a difference.

It's not a big difference, but a subtle change in all aspects. My colleagues can recognize her probably because her face in the photo is particularly clear. Anyone who has actually seen her wouldn't say that the guest in front of her was her back then.

Chunping Zhongdao waved his hand and said to his colleague, "It's just a bit similar, but it's obviously not alone. You'll say that if you haven't seen her before."

"Eh? Is that true?"

The colleague asked in confusion, but the confidence in the pure plane of the middle way relieved him. A person who has been in love with him for so many years thinks it is not her. Maybe it is because he has never seen a real person before?

He shrugged, and happened to be a guest calling him at this time. He didn't have time to say anything, so he just patted Zhongdao Chunping's shoulder and left.

"It must be like this."

After his colleague left, Juniping Jung-spike murmured to himself and answered his last question.

Looking at the snowy figure not far away, he silently tried his best to the point where he did not notice that the first fold had appeared in the photos he had cherished for many years.

How could the goddess he loved at first glance look like this?!

His goddess should be the one who smiles gently and treats everyone the same equal attitude. Although she talks little, she can always create the most suitable atmosphere for her companions.

Juniping Zhongdao took a last look at the photos he had collected for many years. The appearance of his girlfriend in his dream suddenly became blurred. He walked up to him and placed the photo silently on the bartender, then walked towards the next table without looking around, looking at the customer who needed him.

It was just an ordinary person who had an extraordinary dream.

But now, I woke up from my dream.

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If you analyze it, please read the author~

I hope you can understand what I mean (troubled)

Zhongdao is a person who likes the heroine only when she has seen her. Under the erosion of time, the heroine's image has been constantly perfected by him. Now when he sees the heroine who is completely different from what he imagines, he instantly wakes up, recognizes her but dares not admit that she keeps deceiving herself as she is not her.

But the final action shows that he let go of his delusions and no longer regards the other person as his girlfriend in his dreams.

(End of this chapter)
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