Quick Travel: Save the poor little villain

Chapter 2643 It’s raining in Nancheng tonight 04

Italy, 4 p.m.

Xie Linzhou and his team members finished their work for the day and returned to their apartment in downtown Milan.

It had been raining for days, but the rain stopped today. Even though it was still cloudy, Xie Linzhou felt a lot more relaxed.

As he took off his coat, he heard the sound of his cell phone. It was a message from Jinchen.

Xie Linzhou clicked on the video and first saw Jinchen's hand shaking the shaker cup. His hands were very nice, with slender fingers, and the veins and blue veins on the back of his hands were clearly visible. He looked very strong, and the lines of his forearms were taut, revealing a hint of subtle tension.

Xie Linzhou couldn't help but watch the video several times. He felt a little dry in his mouth for some reason and licked his dry lips.

At the end of the video, the camera focuses on the finished wine.

Zhou Zhou: It looks very nice.

Soon, Jinchen's message came back.

Jinchen: It’s called the Lighthouse on a Rainy Night.

Jinchen: Zhou Zhou, please think of a message for this wine.

Xie Linzhou looked at the words on the screen and clicked on the video. The color and name of the wine were very special.

Zhou Zhou: Wait a minute.

Zhou Zhou: Can I ask my friend to replicate this wine? I want to try it.

Jinchen: Sure.

He went downstairs to the open bar in the living room.

An Yu from the team was sitting there reading a book. This girl usually loves to tinker with these things. She also set up the small bar, and her cocktail-making skills are quite good among amateurs.

"An Yu, do me a favor." Xie Linzhou handed over the phone, "Take a look at this, can you replicate it?"

An Yu curiously picked up the phone and opened the video. She couldn't help but exclaim, "Wow, this guy's bartending skills are amazing! Boss, who is this?"

She looked up at Xie Linzhou.

Xie Linzhou's ears felt slightly hot, "...My boyfriend."

"Oh~" Xiang Wenqing, who was sitting next to him, came over on his swivel chair and started to cheer with a smile.

An Yu smiled and patted her chest: "I understand, I understand. Leave it to me! Let me take a look..."

She carefully studied the steps in the video and compared them with the text recipe Jinchen sent. "Well, I happen to have all the base liquor here. I'll give it a try!"

An Yu wasn't a professional bartender after all. He tried mixing a drink, and the color was about 80% similar to the one in the video. "Boss, I can only replicate it roughly, so the taste might be a little different. Just bear with me."

Xie Linzhou took the replica of Rainy Night Lighthouse and thanked him.

He rarely drinks, so he took a sip.

The first taste is the sweetness brought by elderflower liqueur, followed by the slight acidity of lime, and the cool fragrance of violets emerges in the back tone, and finally it is dispersed by the dense bubbles, leaving a refreshing aftertaste.

It was like a beam of light breaking through the fog on a cold and rainy day.

It really lives up to the name, Lighthouse on a Rainy Night.

Xie Linzhou doesn't drink often, but he was still amazed and looked forward to drinking the wine mixed by Jinchen himself.

But he looked at the beautiful purple liquid in the cup and picked up the phone with some distress.

Zhou Zhou: I still haven’t thought of a message.

Jinchen's reply came quickly.

Jinchen: Don’t worry, it’s just for you.

Xie Linzhou looked at the line of words, blinked in surprise, and then looked at the wine glass in his hand.

Zhou Zhou: You won’t give it to the guests?

This time, Jinchen sent a voice message.

Xie Linzhou clicked on it and put the phone close to his ear. Jinchen's unique voice, a bit lazy and light, rang out through the receiver, as if ringing in his ear: "No. This is the wine list for you, the first one."

Xie Linzhou listened to the voice message again. His lips, moistened by the wine, were slightly pink. He suddenly felt the sour taste of the lime in his drink turn into a subtle sweetness that spread from the tip of his tongue to the bottom of his heart.

He thought he might be a little drunk, otherwise why would he feel so light, as if he was walking on clouds.

[The villain's heart rate is detected +5, totaling 35! 】

There are more guests tonight than usual, and Jinchen doesn't start his late shift until midnight.

The noise gradually died down. He changed back into his regular clothes and walked towards the underground garage before he had time to take out his cell phone.

The screen lit up, showing more than a dozen unread messages from Xie Linzhou, as well as several voice messages.

Jinchen sat in the driver's seat, read through the voice messages one by one, and clicked on them.

Xie Linzhou's voice came from the headphones, which was softer than usual, as if it was soaked in alcohol.

He rambled on about the trivialities of today's work, complaining about the perfunctory and difficult attitude of the project team leader, his tone helpless.

And whispers like talking to oneself.

“…It seems like there are more sunny days in Italy in autumn than in South City, but I still want to go back to South City.”

Jinchen listened to the messages one by one, the neon lights outside the car window passing by his profile. Until the last voice message was finished, he curled up the corners of his lips, paused his fingertips on the screen for a moment, and dialed the number.

The phone rang for a long time and no one answered.

The mechanical prompt sound was clear in the quiet car.

Jinchen didn't continue dialing. He put the phone on the passenger seat, started the car, and merged into the endless stream of cars in South City late at night.

As autumn deepens, the night wind is chilly, blowing up the dead yellow leaves and hitting the car windows.

Stopping at a red light, Jinchen looked at the light and shadow passing by outside the window, and the cell phone in the passenger seat finally rang.

It was Xie Linzhou who called back.

Jinchen put on the headphones and pressed the answer button.

"Zhouzhou."

Jinchen listened to the silence for a few seconds, then asked in a low voice with an inexplicable hint of ridicule, "Are you drunk?"

"...No." Xie Linzhou denied it.

He shifted his posture and sank into the sofa, his half-finished architectural drawings scattered around him. "I just took a short nap."

He relied on the fact that the other party couldn't see the actual situation through the phone, but when he heard the chuckle coming from the other end of the phone, Xie Linzhou's ears still turned red, and the faint blush on his face due to alcohol became deeper.

The trance brought by the alcohol made the usually cold and aloof image of the elite architect fade away a lot, revealing a bit of softness underneath.