Chapter 136: 134 Fine Wine and Stories

There was no word more fitting to describe the feelings of everyone present than "chilling." The parts of the story that invited deep thought were so terrifying that they felt as if needles were pricking their backs; it was as if they could feel a non-existent person blowing air into their ears, and the coldness in the depths of their hearts froze everyone's heartbeat for an instant.

Why would Heaven, in the mind of Yu's daughter, be their own attic? Heaven is where the dead go, so in Xiaopeng's eyes, did there exist in the attic some "person" who shouldn't have appeared in this world anymore?

"So... is that why you sent Xiaopeng to your parents' house?" the beautiful white-collar woman asked, struggling to swallow the air stuck in her throat.

"Yes." Yu gave a bitter smile. "I asked her why she drew Heaven as the attic at home, but Xiaopeng asked me back, 'Isn't it you who said that the place where Mommy goes is Heaven?'"

"... Sister-in-law, in the attic?" the close female friend guessed, trembling.

Yu shook his head and said with a complex expression, "I don't know, I can't confirm it, but she did indeed die of a sudden illness in the attic. And I never told anyone about this, including Xiaopeng; Xiaopeng was being taken care of by her grandparents at the time."

Hearing this, everyone fell into silence once again. It was hard for them not to believe that there truly existed in this world some strange occurrences that could not be explained by common sense.

Yu sighed; he had indeed been worrying about this matter recently.

"Deep Sea Martini." The bartender, Siji Ge, delivered a freshly mixed dark blue cocktail to Yu, a faint smile hanging on the corners of his mouth. "A good story, worthy of the value of a Lucky Goddess."

Hearing this, Yu looked at Siji Ge in astonishment for a moment, then shook his head with some helplessness. "I actually wish this were just a story."

"I didn't mean that you made it up, just that I found your experience very interesting," Siji Ge explained with a smile, realizing his words had been misunderstood.

Seeing the usually taciturn Siji Ge rarely chatting with someone, the beautiful white-collar woman immediately teased, "Hey, so Siji Ge actually likes listening to horror stories? You should have said so earlier! If you like these, I tell you, I can give you a different one every day from now on. I can tell you one right now; see if you can mix me another Lucky Goddess."

"I'm afraid not," Siji Ge said calmly. "What I am interested in are only real experiences and the corresponding emotions. Even if a made-up story is terrifying, it won't cause much of an emotional fluctuation in me, because as long as it is fabricated, there will be loopholes. After all, it is only something built on lies."

"In that case, Siji Ge, you've mixed so many Lucky Goddesses, you must have heard quite a few of these 'real stories,' right? Would you mind sharing one with us?" The beautiful white-collar woman bit her red lip lightly. Looking at Siji Ge's sturdy, upright physique and handsome, extraordinary face, her heart leaped. She couldn't wait to have more interaction with this rare, handsome man before her, and she had thoughts of developing things further with him.

To this, Siji Ge smiled and said, "If it's a guest's story, it involves the privacy of other guests, so I won't tell it. However, I do have a special story here; I wonder if you are interested in hearing it?"

When he smiled, the arc of his mouth was sharper than a sickle, revealing a hint of discomforting meaning.

"Uh, I have something to do, so I'll be going first." Whether it was an intentional effort to create space for this man and woman to chat, or because they felt the strangeness hidden beneath the ambiguous atmosphere, the guests in front of the bar suddenly left their seats one after another and announced their departure.

But the beautiful white-collar woman and Yu stayed until the end; only the two of them were very interested in the story Siji Ge mentioned.

"By the way, I haven't introduced myself yet. My name is Linda, or you can call me Alin like everyone else," Alin said with a smile.

"Zheng Yu." Yu honestly reported his real name.

"Just call me Season," Siji Ge nodded and smiled slightly, as if accepting the status of these two guests as friends.

Alin pouted her red lips with a smile. "Season, Siji Ge, even if you don't want to give your real name, you can at least tell us your surname, right?"

After a moment of contemplation, Siji Ge replied, "My surname is Wu."

"What was the story you wanted to tell just now? Tell us, we happen to want to hear it," Alin said, cupping her chin with both hands, full of anticipation.

Siji Ge looked at the two of them deeply, then recounted the story he had prepared: "Once upon a time, there was a person named Li Nuowei..."

Whether it was Siji Ge's magnetic voice that was intoxicating, or the two were immersed in the ups and downs of the plot Siji Ge was telling, the two suddenly lost focus in their eyes, frozen in place like statues with expressionless faces. Their breathing seemed to become weak, and they just listened quietly.

When the two came back to their senses, the bar was almost at closing time. They settled the bill with dull expressions and left. As they walked out into the cold night wind, the cold sweat that had soaked their backs felt even more chilly.

"Is the story he told true or false?" Alin suddenly asked.

"... I don't know." Zheng Yu shook his head violently. The story about mermen and sea monsters was simply too bizarre—so bizarre that he didn't want to believe it. But why did he have the feeling as if he had personally experienced those stories?

Jingle—

After Alin and Zheng Yu left, Siji Ge was doing the final cleaning before closing. He almost always stayed in the shop for a while longer every day and would only leave after cleaning the bar. However, just when the "Closed" sign was clearly hung on the front door of the bar, a young man and woman pushed the door and stepped into the shop.

It was a combination of an ordinary man and a stunning beauty. The man, like his plain and unremarkable face, was dressed very ordinarily, while the stunning beauty beside him wore a dark green cheongsam that looked expensive just by its fabric. The cheongsam, paired with her willow-like waist and graceful posture, was full of charm and very enchanting.

But miraculously, for some reason, when they stood together, there was a strange and inexplicable sense of compatibility, despite the chasm-like gap between the two in terms of gait, voice, and appearance.

"Drake, we've come to have a drink." Xin Junmao sat in front of the bar with a chuckle and ordered with ease, "Give us two of the best Lucky Goddesses."

Siji Ge and Xin Junmao seemed to be quite familiar with each other. Hearing Xin Junmao's address and order for him, Drake said, "You're in luck; there are only two Lucky Goddesses left today."

Miss Zhao took a deep breath, as if she had smelled some kind of fragrance. She squinted and smiled, saying, "I smell the scent of a Curse. It seems you told a story to another sucker today?"

Drake did not commit, saying, "Just stabilizing the seal, and letting Li Nuowei, who lives in the story, get some air."