Chapter 1110 Gift

"Hurry up and find a girlfriend. Now there are girls who are willing to find themselves self-employed..."

"You should be pragmatic, save some money, and find a partner to live a responsible life..."

"Don't come to Maxim every day again..."

Since sending Zhang Mi off for the second time, these words have always echoed in Luo Guangliang's ears.

The words are all good and should not hurt anyone.

But I don’t know why, but once such kind words came out of Zhang Mi’s mouth, it was completely different.

The cutting made Luo Guangliang's heart bleed, making him restless and ashamed.

For several days, Luo Guangliang did not go to Maxim again.

He had to digest, accept, reflect on what Zhang Mi said to him, and think carefully about what to do in the future.

This all takes time, otherwise he won't have the means or courage to meet the girl he likes again.

How ashamed, he realized clearly that he was an emotionally dull person.

He doesn't know how to deal with girls, he doesn't know how to please women, and he messed up everything with his own hands as expected!

People like him who only know how to fight but cannot speak are not worthy of love.

He once again felt that he was not accepted by this world.

It would be great if he were Ning Weimin.

He is handsome, well-spoken, knowledgeable, and a standard Prince Charming. Girls all love him.

Sometimes there is no need to say anything, as soon as those beautiful girls see him, their faces and eyes will sparkle.

Not everyone in this world is as unpopular with girls as he is.

If he were Ning Weimin, his dream would come true, right?

While he couldn't help but envy his good brother, Luo Guangliang also couldn't help but have a big hole in his mind.

He could almost see himself lying inside, buried in the dirt.

Zhang Mi stood next to the big pit, watching him being buried alive by a shovelful of flying soil, and remained indifferent.

However, it would be so beautiful if there were big tears rolling down on that delicate face!

He is willing to spend his whole life to win these two tears.

Unfortunately, he himself knew very well that if he died in a car accident one day, Zhang Mi would just sigh.

This girl has a grand life plan, so whether she cares about it or not, she may not notice what happened to him at all.

His emotional shit isn't.

There are probably thousands of girls in this world who reject thousands of unfortunate boys every day.

Both his existence and his death should be boring to this girl.

To others, his unrequited love may not be as good as a line in a song.

What's more, some people understand the lyrics, but no one understands his love.

Probably no one would be interested in his love.

Only he himself will pity himself.

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It took almost a week before Luo Guangliang licked his wounds, finally mustered up the courage, and returned to Maxim's Restaurant.

Originally he wanted to invite Xiao Tao to come with him, but the more he thought about it, the less likely it was.

How could I be so cowardly and still want my buddy to embolden me for such a thing?

What's more, Xiao Tao seems to have a girlfriend, and they are having a pretty good relationship with her.

If Xiao Tao really knew about this, what would he think of me?

Are you still a man?

Isn’t this too wasteful?

It would be better to quickly find a place to bury it yourself.

For this, he gave himself a hard slap in the face.

He even felt that he deserved it!

It’s time to hit!

Where is Zhang Mi?

After not seeing her for a few days, nothing seems to have changed. She is still so happy on stage, concentrating on singing, pure and sweet.

No, there are still changes, she seems to have found the secret to performing.

There are more and more customers who like her day by day. At the end of every song, there is warm applause, and the atmosphere is far better than before.

The biggest change was that in addition to the original band, there was also a fair young man who looked like a girl who accompanied Zhang Mi in the performance.

The pretty boy brought a guitar of his own. Sometimes he could accompany Zhang Mi, and sometimes he would stand up and sing with her. His voice was pretty good, but nothing special.

He sat most of the time. During his break, he sat next to Zhang Mi at the band table and drank the free drinks provided by the restaurant together.

Luo Guangliang felt angry when he saw them sitting together talking quietly and laughing loudly.

While he was guessing the origin of this pretty boy, he also stared at him with eyes that wanted to kill someone.

But the problem is that the two of them were immersed in their own world as if no one else was watching, and they didn't even look at the bar.

There is no way to vent all the anger.

At the end of the third performance, Luo Guangliang couldn't stand it anymore, so he took the initiative to come over and say hello to Zhang Mi.

It's a pity that what he got in exchange for abandoning his self-esteem was a rejection like a bucket of cold water in his pocket.

"I won't bother you today. This is a friend I just met a few days ago. He is a professional actor from the Railway Art Troupe. He has no performance obligations recently. He is willing to accompany me to performances every day and take me home by the way..."

That's what Zhang Mi said, and Luo Guangliang easily persuaded her to quit.

And he was so cowardly that he didn't even dare to ask about the man's last name, how they met, the specific day they met, and what occasion they met.

After the day's concert was over, when the girl-like young man accompanied Zhang Mi across the road to the bus stop for the night bus, Luo Guangliang followed quietly.

He stood in a dark place where the neon lights were not shining, watching them chatting and laughing next to the station sign from a distance, and felt an inexplicable pain in his heart.

It wasn't until twenty minutes later that they got on the belated bus that he left feeling lost.

After that day, Zhang Mi greeted Luo Guangliang with the fixed words "Are you here?", and sometimes she even just nodded.

Her flippant and casual attitude can be interpreted as informality due to familiarity, or as a perfunctory intention to distance herself.

Because not only did Luo Guangliang no longer have the opportunity to send Zhang Mi as a gift, he also had no chance to chat with her. It seemed that there was an invisible obstacle preventing him from getting close to her.

June is coming soon, and summer is about to begin again.

The business of Maxim's Restaurant is particularly booming.

Not only because this season itself is the peak season for young men and women eager to spend nightlife, but also because the two pillars of Maxim Restaurant have truly returned.

Especially after Cui Jian and Zhang Qiang participated in the performance of hundreds of singers, their fame was at its peak, attracting many admirers to support them.

So much so that after they returned to Maxim's stage, they were packed with customers every day and business was booming.

So at night, it's not easy to find a seat at the bar of Maxim's Restaurant.

This directly led to Maxim's restaurant setting a limit of at least 80 yuan per person on evening consumption.

The restaurant manager has also become more snobbish and is too lazy to greet ordinary customers. The people he greets must be high-rollers who are willing to spend a lot of money on a meal.

Needless to say, if Luo Guangliang still wants to hang out at Maxim's Restaurant, the cost of money and time will naturally increase.

He had to come before seven o'clock to have a place to sit, and sometimes dinner had to be settled here.

If you eat out, you have to order foreign wine in addition to beer, otherwise you won’t be able to drink a lot.

Although Luo Guangliang was not used to this change, he had no objection. After all, Ning Weimin was still a senior executive of Pierre Cardin.

The business of Maxim's restaurant is booming, and Ning Weimin not only gets face but also benefits.

This gave Luo Guangliang a sense of relief that even if he was slaughtered, the meat would rot in the pot.

But what Luo Guangliang found hard to accept was Zhang Mi's further changes.

As an actress who can take over the stage when Cui Jian and Zhang Qiang have trouble, she and Maxim extended their contract and their income increased by ten yuan, which is a good thing.

Her singing has become more and more comfortable and casual. She sometimes sings songs with crazy foreign rhythms in a hoarse voice, which is very popular.

But because of this, she also became famous in Maxim, attracting more and more attention in many consumer venues where elites gathered.

Among them are avant-garde young people who are engaged in art, as well as customers who come to Maxim's restaurant to spend money.

Throughout June, four or five young men appeared around her. They took turns escorting her and treating her with respect.

They pursue her and strive to please her, but she neither refuses nor gives them answers, leaving them forever in fear and weariness.

Zhang Mi is kind and kind to everyone. Her indiscriminate affection is not only like a natural expression of warmth, but also like a well-thought-out manipulation.

They all looked at her with cautious, hopeful eyes, and they all looked tired.

However, even though he somewhat understood Zhang Mi's tricks, Luo Guangliang felt jealous and helpless every time he saw Zhang Mi handing drinks to their mouths or patting their arms.

When he looked at her, there seemed to be a large space in his chest and abdomen, as if something had disappeared or been thrown away.

"Damn it!"
To be continued...