"Well, good wine."
A little intoxicated, breathing in the rich smoky and peated flavor of the wine, Lan Jue's eyes seemed to be a little confused.
In front of him, there is a small dining table that can accommodate eight people, although the dining table is small, but it is very classical and luxurious, with wood grain parquet and gilding lines, which is very textured.
The sommelier sat in the main seat, and Lan Jue sat on his left hand, and on his right hand side, it was the gourmet.
The gourmand wears black trousers and a white shirt today, but unlike Blue, he also has a U-shaped open vest, which makes him look more gentlemanly.
However, now the cuffs of his shirt were rolled up, and in his right hand he held a long, narrow knife with a blade about thirty centimeters long and a dull yellow hilt.
If someone who knows the goods is here, they will definitely be shocked to widen their eyes when they see this knife, not to mention the magnificent cloud pattern on the blade, this mammoth ivory handle alone is an extremely rare treasure even in the Shangyuan era.
With a flick of the gourmet's slender fingers, slices of Iberian ham, as thin as cicada's wings, floated up and fell into the white porcelain plate of his other hand.
Under the white porcelain plate, the candle flame bakes, and the fat instantly becomes transparent, making the ham look a little more crystal-like.
The sommelier looked at the gourmet, then at Lan Jue, and said lightly: "You have drunk almost half a bottle of Taiska, can the story begin?"
Lan Jue shook the wine glass in his hand, picked up a slice of ham and put it in his mouth.
A rich, but never greasy fragrance fills the mouth.
Sending in a small sip of Taliska, the intense single malt single malt whisky is like a fire that explodes the aroma, and the aroma seems to spread to every pore of his pore in an instant.
"Taiskar is characterised by a strong peat and a strong island character, and is an unruly legend.
If the person who loves it likes it wholeheartedly, then he will involuntarily follow it. ” The taster said quietly: "What you want to tell me is the story of Taliska."
The gourmand finished heating another plate of ham, sat down himself, and gestured with the knife in his hand as if it were about to be inserted into the table, and the taster glared at him.
The gourmand smiled and dug the knife into the solid wood scabbard.
As soon as he reached out, less than half a bottle of Talisker was left on the table and was copied into the hands of the gourmet, the golden liquor glowing in the light.
"If you don't give him wine, he will naturally speak."
The gourmand poured himself half a glass and placed the bottle on his side.
The taster nodded in satisfaction.
Lan Jue was a little depressed, and drank all the wine in his cup in one gulp, "I'm a little sleepy, I want to go back to sleep, what should I do?"
The taster's eyelids twitched, "Then you go ahead." ” "Can you still come in the future" The corners of Lan Jue's mouth twitched, and he said with a smile.
The taster glanced at him, "What do you say?"
"I'm here three years ago," Lan Jue leaned back in his chair and said calmly.
"Three years, one month and three days."
The sommelier replied like a science student.
A trace of bitterness appeared at the corner of Lan Jue's mouth, "I have a beautiful wife, she is gentle, beautiful, and kind, and with her, anyone will feel like a spring breeze."
From the first time I saw her, I was conquered by her and I loved her. ” "We are an enviable couple, the emotional road is very smooth, dating, accompaniment, all the way.
It's natural to be together, and it's natural to feel the happiness that each other brings to each other.
She's like my whole world, and the world is colorful when she's there. ” "But why are happy days always so short?
Three years ago, in an accident, she left me forever.
I don't even know if the accident was really an accident or if it was man-made.
All traces were completely wiped out by a big explosion.
I couldn't find her, she didn't even leave a trace.
It's as if she's never been in my life. ” "She's gone, so, my heart is empty."
"So, here I am.
I love the tranquility of Skyfire Avenue and the life here.
In my early years, when I first came here, I fell in love with this place.
Originally, I was going to bring her with me.
However, she left so suddenly. ” Lan Jue spoke very calmly, and even his eyes gradually became calm, as if he was just telling a story, a story that had nothing to do with himself.
"Not long ago, a customer came to my jewelry store and she left a note for me.
Tell me that my wife is not dead.
And showed me the video.
I believed.
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I can't help but believe it, even if it's to deceive myself, knowing that it's impossible, I believe it. ” "So, I did something for them, and they told me where my wife was.
And told me that my wife was about to marry someone else.
As a man, I think you should be able to understand how I was feeling. ” "So, I went.
Picked up my wife.
I was really happy then, she was like a colorful paintbrush that brought the colors back into my world. ” "But after all, this is still my self-deception.
It was just a girl who looked like my wife.
She, not her. ” At this point, Lan Jue stopped, with an elegant smile on his face, but his eyes were hollow and palpitating.
The sommelier beckoned in the direction of the gourmet, and the light flickered slightly, and the bottle of Taliskar actually appeared in his hand.
Pulling out the cork, the sommelier silently poured a glass of Talisker for Lan Jue, and then raised his own glass.
Lan Jue picked up the wine glass and drank it down, and in an instant, the strong burning sensation of the high whiskey put into him, and he was in flames.
But the heat in his throat did not reduce the sharp pain in his heart in the slightest.
At this moment, he seemed to go back to the time when he learned about the accident three years ago.
"Gone."
Putting down the wine glass, Lan Jue got up and left.
Neither the tasters nor the gourmets kept him.
A man's grief is not something that can be easily dissolved by words.
At this time, Lan Jue was already in a state of flux, and he didn't even have the heart to go to those who gave him false news to take revenge.
In any case, they have brought him hope and surprise, although the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.
But at least, at that moment, he had thought that Hera had really returned.
The taster and the gourmand are relatively speechless, and after drinking the wine in their glasses, the gourmand eats the last slice of ham on the plate.
"I'm gone, too."
Gourmet's Road.
"Hmm."
The taster bowed slightly.
Standing up, the gourmand raised an eyebrow, "Hey, that guy doesn't seem to pay for the drink."
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