Mortal Kombat: Scumbag Men Stealing Away Yandere Girls

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Chapter 45 Night in the Day (Part 2) (3K views, please vote)

What would you like to drink today?

Bai Weiran was an old acquaintance at the bar, and the bartender recognized him. Instead of giving him a drink menu, the bartender smiled and asked him directly.

Bars cater to customers who are already acquainted with them. Bartenders will proactively hand out drink menus to unfamiliar customers, while for regular customers, they will simply ask if they want the usual drinks or if they want to order drinks according to their preferences.

"Give me the drinks menu! Do you have that whisky from last time?"

The bartender glanced at Xia Yanle sitting next to Bai Weiran, understood, and handed over a drinks menu with a smile.

Yes, would you like ice?

"Yes, thank you."

Xia Yanle flipped through the drinks menu with great interest.

She thought, "This world is so complicated. Every kind of wine has a name, and then there's a long explanation of its composition—people here even need annotations when they drink wine."

She flipped through the menu, closed it, and fixed her gaze on the whiskey the bartender had just served Bai Weiran.

"I want to drink that too."

When you're unsure what to do, being a repeater is a good option.

"Do you usually drink alcohol?" Bai Weiran asked instead of answering.

"I won't drink," Xia Yanle said, adding another sentence.

"I never drink it."

Xia Yanle doesn't drink alcohol at all, not because she has any taboos or aversions to alcohol, but simply because she has seen her fellow graduate students get drunk and make numerous errors when working and running data. Not to mention issues beyond data, one of her male and female classmates even had sex after drinking too much, and both of them were in relationships.

When their affair was exposed, they each wept bitterly in front of their partners, claiming that they had only lost their minds due to alcohol.

But they both broke up with her.

The latter refers to a couple who were together briefly for a little over a month after a brief, alcohol-fueled relationship, before breaking up abruptly.

In a rather dramatic turn of events, their ex-partners ended up getting back together, and their relationship has remained stable ever since.

After witnessing these farces, Xia Yanle felt that alcohol was a troublesome thing and kept her distance.

After finishing her noodles, she felt unsatisfied and asked Bai Weiran what else she wanted to do that evening.

Bai Weiran thought for a moment and then took her to the bar he usually went to with Wu Ji.

"The alcohol itself is not wrong, but people like to blame their mistakes on alcohol, which cannot defend itself." Bai Weiran shook his head speechlessly after hearing her share of the melodramatic story of her graduate student, while gesturing to the bartender.

"Give her a cocktail, made with freshly squeezed juice, a bit sour, like oranges or citrus fruits, and low in alcohol, since she's not used to drinking." After ordering, he turned to Xia Yanle to explain.

"This is your first time drinking this kind of liquor, it's too strong. Putting aside the fact that you need to practice your alcohol tolerance, liquor isn't something you can just gulp down. It's like tea, you have to savor it slowly. It doesn't matter how much or how little you drink, the most important thing is that you find it delicious."

The bartender made a drink according to Bai Weiran's request. It was a transparent, flat, semi-circular glass with freshly squeezed orange juice, creating three layers. When it was served, the orange juice on top slowly settled down like a smoky curtain, just like fine sand falling to the bottom of the glass.

The initial taste is like slightly sweet orange soda, but it has a richer layer than soda. After swallowing, what remains is not sweetness, but the mellow and refreshing aftertaste of gin.

Xia Yanle took a sip, pursed her lips, and quickly took another sip.

She looked up and found that Bai Weiran and the bartender were both looking at her.

"How does the young lady feel?" the bartender asked with a smile, but he could already tell the answer from Xia Yanle's expression.

How can a professional not have a keen sense of smell?

"It tastes great."

Her words made both men laugh.

"Well, well, we opened today just to hear you say how delicious it is, and that's enough for today. We've accomplished our mission perfectly." The bartender smiled and winked, while his subordinate carefully wiped the glasses with a soft cloth.

"To be able to make your first cocktail taste good, Miss, after twenty years in this line of work, you must have been working towards this day. You've lived up to expectations."

He smiled and exchanged a few pleasantries with the two men. Then another guest came in and sat down, and he went over to greet them.

Xia Yanle pursed her lips, frowned, and muttered to Bai Weiran.

Are all people in bars this glib?

Bai Weiran smiled as he held up his wine glass and told Xia Yanle about the bartender.

He was a bartender and also the manager of this bar. Twenty years ago, he had a girlfriend. They both loved alcohol and dreamed of opening a bar. They worked hard day and night and managed to take over the shop. Their dream was within reach. However, during the renovation, his girlfriend was busy tidying up the shop late at night. On her way home, she was involved in a car accident, and the other party fled the scene.

By the time they discovered it, it was too late. Doctors examined her and found that from the time of the car accident until she died, she had a strong will to live and held on for nearly three hours.

If the perpetrator had been willing to get out and take the injured person to the hospital, things wouldn't have come to this.

The murderer was later found, sentenced, and imprisoned, but the dead cannot be brought back to life.

After two years of drowning his sorrows in alcohol, the bar manager decided to reopen the bar to keep his promise from years ago.

The manager is still unmarried and has never had a partner. He lives a quiet life, surrounded only by this bar and his customers.

After Bai Weiran finished telling the story, he took the initiative to clink glasses with her.

"You can't judge a book by its cover, can you? And not all men in this world can be generalized."

Xia Yanle picked up the wine glass and took a sip, only to find that she had unknowingly finished it.

As soon as I put down the empty cup, another cup was handed to me.

"Try this," the bartender said with a smile.

"I think Miss would also like a milk-based cocktail."

The hazy, light green liquor is topped with a layer of whipped milk foam, garnished with mint leaves, and has a rich, sweet, creamy aroma.

She couldn't say which one was better, the previous one or the other, but she liked them both.

The bartender smiled, didn't ask for his thoughts, and went to the bar to prepare the ingredients. He took a small knife and peeled an apple, turning the apple so the peel stayed on, making it a sight to behold.

Xia Yanle has an indescribable sense of languor.

It doesn't mean that you feel completely light and all your troubles disappear. Rather, it means that a sense of languor gently flows around you. When you realize that you have so many distracting thoughts and heavy pressure, it tells you that it's nothing, silently stealing the weight of those burdens from your mind.

You can still be aware of these burdens, but they've become soft, like a gentle slime clinging to you, only able to seduce you with weak, powerless voices—it's all meaningless, life itself is meaningless. What's the use of liking someone? It's all useless.

But because the voice is too weak, it cannot be bewitched, cannot be made to worry, and even makes people laugh.

She couldn't help but smile.

“I’ve also encountered some outrageous incidents of classmates drinking together before.” Bai Weiran moved his whiskey glass, and the ice cubes inside tapped against the glass, making a crisp sound.

That was during his university years.

One of my junior classmates is a modern-day Casanova.

That junior should be in the same year as Bai Weiran, but because he had to retake the exam for a year, he became Bai Weiran's junior. He was quite good-looking and stood out. He knew he was handsome, and he would unconsciously look at himself in the mirror when he passed by a glass window. When it rained and there were puddles on the ground, he would look at himself as he passed by.

Many people who only care about his looks like him; at the time, three female students were particularly aggressive in their pursuit of him.

Aquaman is nice to everyone, and he's ambiguous with everyone. According to him, he's looking at who treats him the best, and he'll end up with whoever he likes in the end.

The real selection of concubines.

In the end, he got together with one of the female students.

Did everyone think this matter was over? No.

The bigger one is at the back.

One of the female students was studying directing. As part of her class assignment, she wrote this relationship into a script and filmed it.

In short, the script is about a man and three women who get together after drinking one night and each express their feelings about Yu Yu.

Everyone: What's so interesting about youthful, melodramatic, and painful literature? Bah! We like to see rivers of blood.

Heaven: Read.

Damn, a video of the scene was leaked.

One man against three women.

Although it uses a beautiful, stream-of-consciousness shooting style, people aren't stupid; those who understand will understand.

It really was a bloodbath; two lives were taken in one battle.

The crowd was in an uproar.

Furthermore, this is combined with the opening statement in white lettering on a black background—"Based on a true story."

The whole place erupted.

The class originally had fewer than 100 students, but by the end of the class, the number had surged to 300. Students who heard the news flocked to the class, eager to see the legendary leaked short film.

The news spread like wildfire, and at that time, the number of posts on the school forum asking for this short film far exceeded the number of posts asking for the most popular pornographic films at the time.

Finally, the school intervened, deleted the posts, and strictly prohibited such behavior, which calmed the incident down.

Everyone also noticed that the girl that Neptune ultimately chose was the only junior he failed to reach that night.

Upon hearing this, Xia Yanle opened her blue eyes wide and remained silent for a few seconds.

"...Your industry is really messy."

They looked at each other and both laughed.

"You remember this so clearly, are you regretting not being able to see the live screening back then?" she teased him lightly.

Bai Weiran feigned surprise and exclaimed "Oh!"

"You found out. That's exactly what happened. I didn't even manage to grab any resources, and I'm still upset about it to this day."

"Come on! I don't believe you. You're not the one being chosen as a concubine; you're the one who got dumped."

The atmosphere was too relaxed, and the two were talking too harmoniously. Xia Yanle's usually clever mind slowed down for once, and words slipped out without thinking. Only after saying them did she realize it and subconsciously covered her mouth.

She paused for two seconds before looking at Bai Weiran guiltily.