"Well, good wine." She was a little intoxicated, breathing the rich smoky smell and peat smell in the wine, Lan Jue's eyes seemed a little confused.

In front of him was a small dining table that could accommodate eight people. Although the dining table was small, it was very classical and luxurious, with wood-grained mosaic and gold-plated lines, which were of great texture.

The wine taster sat in the main seat, Lan Jue sat on his left hand, and to his right hand, the foodie was the one.

The gourmet is wearing black trousers and white shirt today, but unlike the blue one, he also has a U-shaped vest, which looks even more gentlemanly.

However, the cuffs of his shirt are now rolled up, and he holds a narrow knife in his right hand. The blade is about thirty centimeters long and the hilt is dark yellow. If someone who knows the goods here, he will definitely widen his eyes when he sees this knife. Not to mention the magnificent cloud pattern on the blade, the mammoth ivory hilt is an extremely rare treasure even in the Shangyuan era.

The gourmet's slender fingers moved lightly, and pieces of Iberian ham as thin as cicada wings floated quietly, and then fell into the white porcelain plate of his other hand. Under the white porcelain plate, the candlelight was baked, and the grease instantly became transparent, making the ham look a little more crystal-like texture.

The wine taster looked at the foodie, then Lan Jue, and said lightly: "You have drunk almost half a bottle of Tesca. Can the story begin?"

Lan Jue shook the wine glass in his hand, picked up a piece of ham with his hand and put it in his mouth. The rich but non-greasy aroma instantly filled his mouth. Then he sent a small mouthful of Tascar whiskey. The strong single malt pure malt whiskey was like a ball of fire that exploded the strong fragrance, and the aroma seemed to spread to every pore in an instant.

"Tesca is characterized by a strong peat flavor, a strong island characteristic, and a rebellious legendary wine. If a person who loves it likes this taste sincerely, he will inevitably follow it wholeheartedly."

The wine taster said quietly: "What you want to tell me is the story of Tesca?"

The gourmet completed the heating of another plate of ham, and sat down himself, gestured the knife in his hand, as if it was about to insert it into the table, the taster glared at him. The gourmet smiled slightly and the knife was inserted into the solid wood scabbard.

After exploring his hand, the Tasca, which was less than half a bottle left on the table, was captured by the foodie, and the golden wine radiated a halo under the light.

"If you don't give him wine, he will tell you naturally." The gourmet poured half a cup of himself and placed the bottle of wine on his side.

The taster nodded with satisfaction.

Lan Jue was a little depressed and drank all the wine in his glass in one sip. "I'm a little sleepy and want to go back to sleep, what should I do?"

The taster's eyelids twitched, "Then go."

"Can you come again in the future?" Lan Jue's mouth touched the corners and said with a smile.

The taster squinted him, "What do you think?"

"I came here three years ago, right?" Lan Jue leaned against the back of the chair and said calmly.

"Three years, one month, and three days." The wine taster replied like a science student.

A trace of bitterness appeared at the corner of Lan Jue's mouth, "I have a beautiful wife, who is gentle, beautiful, kind. When you are with her, anyone will feel like a spring breeze. From the first sight of her, I was conquered by her and I love her."

"We are an enviable couple. The relationship is smooth, we interact, accompany each other, and walk along the way. We are together naturally and naturally feel the happiness that each other brings to each other. She is like my whole world. When she is with her, the world is colorful."

"But why are happy days always so short? Three years ago, an accident, she left me forever. I don't even know whether the accident was a real accident or a human being. All traces were completely destroyed by a big explosion. I couldn't find her, and she didn't even leave any trace. It seemed that she had never appeared in my life."

"She's gone, so my heart is empty."

"So, I came here. I liked the tranquility of Tianhuo Avenue and my life here. In my early years, when I first came here, I fell in love with this place. Originally, I planned to bring her with me. But she left so suddenly."

Lan Jue told him very calmly, and even his eyes gradually became calm, as if he was just telling a story, a story that had nothing to do with him.

"Not long ago, a guest came to my jewelry store and left me a note. He told me that my wife was not dead. He showed me the video. I believed it. I had no choice but to deceive myself, even though I knew it was impossible."

"So, I did something for them, and they told my wife whereabouts. And I told me that my wife was going to marry someone else. As a man, I think you should be able to understand my mood at that time."

"So, I went and picked up my wife. I was so happy at that time. She was like a colorful brush, bringing colors back to my world."

"But, this is still my self-deception after all. It's just a girl who looks very similar to my wife. She is not her."

Speaking of this, Lan Jue stopped, with an elegant smile on his face, but his eyes were hollow and heart-pounding.

The taster waved towards the foodie, and the light flashed slightly, and the bottle of Teasca actually appeared in his hands.

Pulling out the cork, the taster silently poured a cup of Tascar for Lan Jue, and then raised his glass.

Lan Jue picked up the wine glass and drank it all. In an instant, the strong burning sensation of high whiskey put him in the flames. However, the heat in his throat could not reduce the severe pain in his heart at all. At this moment, he seemed to have returned to the time when he learned that an accident had happened three years ago.

"Let's go." Put down the wine glass, Lan Jue stood up and left.

Neither the taster nor the foodie kept him. A man’s sadness cannot be easily resolved by words.

At this time, Lan Jue was already exhausted, and he had no intention of seeking revenge for those who gave him false news. No matter what, they had brought him hope and surprise, even though the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment. But at least, at that moment, he thought that Hera was really back.

The wine taster and the foodie were speechless. After drinking the wine in the glass, the foodie ate the last slice of ham on the plate.

"I'm leaving, too." said the gourmet.

"Yes." The taster nodded slightly.

He stood up and raised his eyebrows, "Hey, that guy doesn't seem to pay for the wine. Didn't he say he invited him today?"

The taster's hand holding the wine glass suddenly froze as if he was being petrified.

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