Chapter 721 It Turns Out that Coke Girl Is Her (8)

The cashier couldn't help but slow down. After listening for a while, she heard clearly what he was saying in Chinese: "Xiaoyi, Xiaoyi..."

Was he calling a person's name?

It is said that the name spoken out when drunk is the name of deep love, so is Xiaoyi the girl he loves deeply?

Women are naturally curious about emotional matters, so the cashier couldn't help but turn her head and take a few more glances at the man lying on the table.

The light in the corner of the bar was dim and dim. She couldn't see his face clearly, but she could feel the strong sadness and sadness emanating from his body.

The cashier quickly walked away and entered the restroom.

When she returned to the bar, the first thing she did was to look at the table in the corner. The man was no longer there. The untied table was filled with empty wine bottles.

The cashier regarded what just happened as an incident and quickly forgot about it and got busy.

At two o'clock in the morning, when the cashier got off work, she went to the lounge at the back, changed out of her work clothes, waved to the bartender, said goodbye, and ran out of the bar.

It started to rain lightly in a small French town late at night.

The cashier took an umbrella from her bag, held it above her head, and ran towards the street. She had just taken two steps when she was caught by a squatting figure under a streetlight not far away.

With just one glance, the cashier recognized the man sitting in the corner of the bar.

It was as if he couldn't feel the rain and couldn't move.

The cashier held an umbrella and stared at the man from a distance for a while. Finally, he walked over with a mysterious step.

Perhaps the man didn't hear the footsteps at all. The cashier stopped in front of him for a while, but he didn't react at all.

The cashier said: "Hello?"

The man still didn't move.

Cashier: "Are you okay?"

After asking, the cashier saw that the man still looked indifferent, so he knelt down and said, "You..."

This time, she only said one word and he raised his head.

Through the streetlight, the cashier saw a breathtakingly beautiful face. The words she was about to say suddenly fell silent.

The rain was still falling.

After an unknown amount of time, a voice came out from the man's mouth: "Xiaoyi..."

The cashier was summoned and came out of his daze.

Only then did she realize that the man was staring directly at her.

It was not clear whether it was her imagination. She felt that the man seemed to be looking at her, but she also felt that he did not seem to be looking at her.

She said "Hey" again, and when he didn't respond, she raised her hand and waved it in front of him: "What's your name?"

He didn't reply to her, and even when she walked past him, his eyes didn't blink, and he still stared in the direction where she was.

The cashier frowned and couldn't help but glance back. No one was passing by except for the falling raindrops.

The only character is an advertisement for an Oriental actress that is constantly playing on the billboard above the bar.

There's nothing to see, why does he keep staring...

The cashier turned back and couldn't help but asked curiously: "What are you looking at?"

The man still didn't reply to her words, but after her voice settled down this time, he glanced at her lightly. It was obviously without any emotion, but it made the cashier clearly feel a repulsive smell. .