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At that moment, Yan Yi Bai's hand stopped.
Turning to look at the girl, she had opened a bottle of her own wine, intending to drink it, but he snatched it away with one hand.
The girl was somewhat surprised, but then she heard Yan Yi Bai's rough voice.
"I'll buy your wine. Once you're done talking, hurry up and leave."
"I have many questions and worries too. I actually want to drown my sorrows here just like you. Maybe you won't understand what I'm saying, but we can be considered kindred spirits," the girl said as she tried to take the wine from Yan Yi Bai's hand, but he dodged her.
"I've bought all your wine for today. You can clock out now." Yan Yi Bai set the wine aside.
"Are you feeling sorry for me?"
Yan Yi Bai snorted coldly. "Take advantage of the situation and leave quickly. Just pretend that I was moved by your story. Your marketing skills are quite good."
The girl frowned. "You don't believe me?"
"I couldn't care less."
The girl pressed her lips together, picked up her own wine, and as she was leaving, she slightly bowed to Yan Yi Bai. "Sorry to disturb you."
The girl continued to promote her wine.
At that moment, Yan Yi Bai was already paying attention to her. While she was selling, many people tried to take advantage of her. To sell a few more bottles, the girl endured the unwanted touches on her body.
Yan Yi Bai watched coldly, continuing to drink his own wine.
The girl turned back to Yan Yi Bai again, this time with an excited smile on her face.
"Just now, a customer bought several bottles from me at once. I can finish work soon."
Yan Yi Bai remained silent; she could have finished earlier and avoided all that.
"I've shared my story with you. Whether you think it's fabricated or not, why don't you share yours? Maybe I won't understand, but sometimes telling a stranger can be more liberating than telling someone you know. Because once you finish speaking, after we part ways, we will never meet again. Your story will disappear like a glass bottle floating in the ocean."
Yan Yi Bai suddenly smiled; the girl's imagination was indeed interesting.
However, he was inexplicably touched by her words.
"I also had a woman I deeply loved. I spent a year thinking I could forget her. But when I met her again..."
He couldn't continue his sentence. Thinking of Su Ruoyun's death and that today was her funeral, he had no other way but to drink heavily.
The girl blinked her bright eyes, still waiting for him to elaborate, but his words came to an abrupt halt.
"Pour me two bottles of your wine, fill them up," Yan Yi Bai said after a long silence.
The girl was slightly taken aback but still happily opened the wine for him, filling his glasses as she watched him drink one after another.
"You've had too much to drink; it's not good for your health," the girl advised.
"Isn't that something a wine seller like you shouldn't say? Don't you want us to drink more?"
The girl laughed, "You're right. Should I open another?"
He nodded, and the girl opened another bottle for him.
Afterward, she left again to sell more wine. This time, like before, she was groped by others, but she endured it and managed to sell a lot of wine.
When the girl came back to him for the last time, she smiled and said, "There are only a few bottles left; I've sold a lot today."
"Why do you put up with that?"
The girl was taken aback. "What do you mean?"
"Why do you tolerate what those people do to you?" Yan Yi Bai asked with a hint of anger, which reminded him of how Su Ruoyun endured his torment without revealing the truth to him.
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