Ke Xue Bartender

Chapter 95 Resurrection No. 2

Lin Ye found the wine needed to revive No. 2 from the wine cabinet.

Gin, Cointreau, Lillet Blanc, Vermouth.

You'll also need some lemon juice.

He gave the task of squeezing lemon juice to Toru Amuro.

Before Amuro Toru squeezed fresh lemon juice, he spoke to Katsuhiko Minagawa:
"Why did you come here alone today? Where's your girlfriend?"

"We broke up." Katsuhiko Minagawa said in a flat tone, as if he didn't care.

Lin Ye glanced at him and was not too surprised.

He was the president of the tennis club in college, was handsome, and inherited a large sum of money.

He has money, status, good looks, and both his parents are dead. Such a man is the ideal partner that many girls dream of.

Even if he has a bad temper, he won't have trouble finding a woman.

Maybe his bad temper is a plus in the eyes of some girls.

"Because of what happened yesterday?"

Katsuhiko Minagawa's eyes became vague again.

"Well, almost."

Lin Ye anticipated that the two of them might break up, but he didn't expect it to happen so soon.

That girl is really decisive.

Katsuhiko Minagawa saw the expression on Lin Ye’s face.

[Does this man think that I'm the one who got dumped? ]

"Well, I was the one who broke up," he added.

"what?"

Lin Ye let out a light exclamation.

This was indeed beyond his expectations.

However, when he saw the defiant expression on Katsuhiko Minagawa's face, he understood.

It seems that this guy's self-esteem is at work. Even if the girl doesn't mind his embarrassing behavior last night, he himself can't stand it.

Moreover, he seemed to have a new goal.

But it is absolutely impossible for him to succeed in pursuing Miss Mingmei.

"Manager, lemon juice."

As he spoke, Toru Amuro had already squeezed the lemon juice.

Lin Ye nodded, picked up the absinthe on the far right, and couldn't help but introduce it to Minakawa Katsuhiko:

"This is absinthe, the spiritual companion of artists. Van Gogh and Picasso both love it."

Katsuhiko Minagawa looked at the dark green wine bottle in Lin Ye's hand.

"I heard it has a hallucinogenic effect. I've tried it, but it doesn't seem that magical."

Lin Ye smiled and said, “Maybe we are not as imaginative as artists.”

As he spoke, he pulled out the cork and poured a little into the goblet, about a quarter of the way up.

Then pick up the glass by its stem, carefully tilt it and shake it so that the absinthe covers the glass evenly, then pour out the liquid.

This is washing the cup with wine.

Absinthe has a strong aroma and a high alcohol content, so it can easily overshadow the drink, so only the bits left on the wall of the glass are needed to add layers of aroma and taste.

Set the washed wine glasses aside.

Open the cocktail shaker, add ice cubes, then lemon juice, and then add the three kinds of wine in turn: gin, Cointreau, and Lillet Blanc.

Three wines and one juice, the four ingredients are in the same proportion.

Close the lid and start shaking the wine.

After a week of physical exercise, Lin Ye's physical fitness has improved a lot, and he has become more and more adept at shaking the wine.

He seemed to feel the soul of the wine merging in the pot.

When he felt a sense of unity in his palms, Lin Ye stopped shaking and filtered the wine into the glass that had been washed with absinthe.

The wine is misty white, giving it a mysterious feel.

Katsuhiko Minagawa looked at the wine in the glass and had the illusion that his soul was about to be sucked in.

"Resurrection, please."

Katsuhiko Minagawa picked up the wine glass and stared at the wine in the glass, a little dazed.

As the wine glass got closer and closer to my eyes, a faint herbal scent wafted into my nose.

This is the aroma of the absinthe remaining on the inside of the glass rim intertwined with the aroma of the mixed liquor.

At the same time, in the hidden corner of his brain, deep in his memory, something began to loosen, and a wisp of cold white mist overflowed.

The wine glass stopped about two centimeters in front of Katsuhiko Minagawa's lips, and a drop of cold sweat flowed down his forehead. Lin Ye noticed that something was wrong with him.

Although he was confident in his cocktail mixing skills, they were not to the point where people would fall into hallucinations at a glance.

what happened to him?
Lin Ye didn't hear any inner voice. The guy in front of him seemed to be scared silly, with a blank mind.

"Mr. Minagawa?"

"Are you ok?"

The surface of the wine in the glass trembled, creating ripples. Katsuhiko Minagawa came to his senses and forced a smile.

"nothing."

[What happened just now? Why did I think of what happened that day? This glass of wine...]

He looked at the wine glass in his hand again, and his expression became much more serious.

[I feel like something extraordinary will happen after I drink this. It won't make me pass out like the one I drank yesterday, will it?]

Seeing that he was worried, Lin Ye explained again: "The original intention of creating this glass of wine is to help people get rid of alcohol, so don't worry."

Katsuhiko Minagawa hesitated for two seconds and raised the glass to his lips.

As the wine glass is tilted, the wine flows into your mouth.

The moment the tip of his tongue touched the cold wine, his pupils suddenly shrank.

In the wine glass that was so close at hand, the remaining wine rose up like mist and enveloped him in the face.

In an instant, he felt himself trapped in thick fog.

A child's heart-wrenching cry was heard in the fog.

[This voice is so familiar, where have you heard it before? ]

He followed the sound and soon saw two flashing lights in the fog. They looked like car lights, but they were tilted.

He took a few more steps forward and finally saw the situation there clearly.

It was an overturned family car with its roof on the ground, and a streak of blood running through the squeezed and deformed window.

The blood flowed through the broken glass and to a young man who was kneeling on the ground, supporting him like a pair of hands.

The crying sound came from that young boy.

Looking at the young man's back, a sense of familiarity rose in Katsuhiko Minagawa's heart.

At this moment, a bloody hand suddenly stretched out from the deformed car window, with its finger pointing forward.

A weak voice came from inside.

"...Ke Yan, run, run quickly..."

[Katsuhiko? That's me! ]

Katsuhiko Minagawa remembered that this was the morning seven years ago.

That foggy morning was freezing cold.

The moment he realized this, Katsuhiko Minagawa's consciousness flew towards the young man and merged with him.

He lowered his head and saw his bloody hands.

A familiar feeling of pain surrounded him.

"...Run, Katsuhiko..."

He heard a weak voice in his ears, looked at the car window where the blood was flowing, and suddenly moved.

Instead of turning around and running away, he crawled towards the burning car like a madman.

"mom!"

"mom!"

……

In front of the bar, Katsuhiko Minagawa stood motionless, holding a half-empty glass of wine in his hand, his eyes unfocused.

If you didn't know, you would think he had just drunk poisoned wine.

Lin Ye was also shocked. This was clearly a wine that could revive people, so why did his brain become unresponsive after he drank it?
He stared at Katsuhiko Minagawa's face.

one second.

two seconds.

three……

He saw it.

Thick fog quickly spread out from behind Katsuhiko Minagawa, isolating everything around him.

The warm lights, elegant music, and the guests' whispered conversations all faded away in the thick fog.

Lin Ye saw the young man crawling towards the burning car window.

"Danger, don't!"

(End of this chapter)