Chapter 2 Meeting My Wife
After finishing her call with the boss, bartender Jessica returned and reported, "Ms. Bai, the boss will be here in about five minutes."
Bai Ruoliu nodded calmly, telling Jessica to go about her business, and explained to Shu Yu, "The drinks her boss makes are especially delicious, unlike anything else. Don't rush, wait five minutes. You need to be patient to enjoy the good drinks, right?"
Shu Yu sat on a high stool and casually asked, "Do you come here often?"
Bai Ruoliu said, "Occasionally, I come over to chat with the boss. She's a beautiful woman, how should I put it, she's incredibly beautiful, you'll see when you meet her."
“Omega?” Shu Yu asked.
Bai Ruoliu immediately raised her hand and swore: "Please don't misunderstand, I'm not here to pursue her. It's true that I've never pursued her or flirted with her. Boss sister is just beautiful and pleasing to the eye, you know? Seeing her makes me feel good. I just wanted to help you adjust your mood."
Shu Yu wasn't interested: "I know."
While waiting for the boss to arrive, Shu Yu took out her phone and focused intently on reviewing all the records from the past three years.
Her phone has everything: photos, messages, WeChat chat history, and even shopping records. There's nothing wrong with it.
But she felt like she had forgotten something very important, something very important. What exactly was it? This blankness and confusion made her feel uneasy.
Shu Yu pressed hard on her chest. Not only was she feeling irritated, but she also felt a lingering, persistent pain that had been tormenting her day and night since she regained consciousness, as if insects were constantly gnawing at her.
Her mother said she might be missing her grandmother, who passed away three years ago, and she was very saddened by her grandmother's death at that time.
But she didn't think so; she felt as if she had forgotten someone... her lover.
Otherwise, why would I suddenly feel so very sad at a certain moment, as if I had lost my beloved?
Shu Yu tried hard to recall, but to no avail.
"Bai Bai hasn't been here for a while, what brings you here all of a sudden?"
Suddenly, a cheerful voice came from behind her, passing through the crowd and reaching her ears. The voice was charming, melodious, and beautiful, making her heart skip a beat.
Shu Yu held the soda water in her hand without looking up, feeling a pheromone scent that was like roses but not quite roses approaching her from behind, growing stronger and stronger, inexplicably about to overwhelm her.
Jiang Zhijiu placed her hand on Bai Ruoliu's shoulder, seemingly naturally and familiarly, but in reality, she was trying her best to control her rapid breathing. She asked with a casual smile, "Did Bai Bai come by herself?"
“With a friend,” Bai Ruoliu looked at Shu Yu, who seemed aloof and oblivious to her surroundings, “Sister Jiu, this is my friend. She was sick and I brought her out to relax. Could you please make her a drink?”
Shu Yu was in silence when suddenly a figure in a red dress appeared in her line of sight, and then her chin was lifted by a soft, fragrant index finger.
When their eyes met, Shu Yu's heart seemed to stop for a moment.
The woman standing close to me had an extremely beautiful face, with delicate and charming features and makeup. She was breathtakingly beautiful, with a captivating and alluring beauty. Her eyes and brows sparkled with a lively and charming spring-like beauty.
Shu Yu's heart suddenly tightened for no reason, and then began to beat violently and uncontrollably.
The woman's red dress was so vibrant in her vision, and her features and makeup were so captivating and beautiful that her heart was pounding so hard it felt like it would burst out of her chest.
"What a beautiful face," the woman said, her beautiful, watery eyes seeming to shimmer with the pink light of a bar's moving head lamp. She smiled and then asked, "Does your sister have a girlfriend? Don't misunderstand, this is your first time here, so I'm asking beforehand so I can help you avoid some people you don't like."
The woman's voice was soft and gentle, like a drifting dandelion seed, or like silk that could be touched at night.
It made her heart race and she felt completely lost.
But for some reason, a scene suddenly flashed into her mind.
It seems this woman has spoken to others in a similar way, in an ambiguous, gentle, and watery manner.
Shu Yu ignored the flutter in her heart and forced herself to calm down, forcing herself to speculate that the bar owner probably had many sisters and had many girlfriends.
Shu Yu lowered her brows, suppressing the agitation in her heart, and gently brushed away her fingers, stepping back: "Please mix the drinks for me."
Jiang Zhijiu lowered her eyes the moment her fingers were pried open.
She had been nervous for a long time, afraid of meeting Shu Yu's gaze and seeing the unfamiliarity in her eyes, afraid of being treated coldly by Shu Yu, but in the end she still came.
When Shu Yu first woke up, her mother said that Shu Yu's memory was stuck three years ago and that she shouldn't recognize her anymore. She didn't believe it, but at this moment, she finally believed it amidst Shu Yu's indifference.
Does Shu Yu hate her that much? She remembers everyone else, but she just doesn't recognize her.
Jiang Zhijiu forced a smile, trying to appear nonchalant. She chuckled softly, a hint of alluring beauty flashing in her eyes: "Little sister has a bit of a temper."
Shu Yu glanced coldly at Jiang Zhijiu for a long time, which made her seem even more temperamental.
Seeing this, Bai Ruoliu quickly said, "She doesn't have a girlfriend, so I'd appreciate it if you could help take care of her. My friend is sick and has forgotten some things, so she's in a bad mood. Shu Yu, I just like to joke around; I don't mean you any harm."
"Didn't I?" Shu Yu suddenly asked Bai Ruoliu.
"What?"
"Girlfriend. Don't I have one?"
Bai Ruoliu was absolutely certain: "Of course you didn't. Which Omega would dare to pursue you? With your personality, would you even actively pursue any Omega?"
Shu Yu lowered her eyes and remained silent.
Really not?
But when she wakes up in the middle of the night, she always has the habit of wanting to hug something, as if she wants to hug a slender waist.
She held her close to her chest, only then did she feel safe.
However, each time they came up empty-handed.
Afterwards, she would feel a great sense of loss and sadness, making it difficult for her to fall asleep.
Were those just her imagination?
And then there's her feeling towards the bar owner.
Was it also due to the chaotic emotions she experienced after waking up from amnesia?
Bai Ruoliu said to Jiang Zhijiu, "Sister Jiu, please don't mind. My friend is a little upset because she can't remember some things."
"It's alright, I understand," Jiang Zhijiu smiled and leaned down, still close to Shu Yu. Her beautiful eyes gently fell on Shu Yu's face as she softly asked, "My sister has just recovered from her illness. Can she drink alcohol? Won't it be bad for her health? How about I make her a non-alcoholic cocktail? A mocktail?"
Shu Yu frowned and stepped back: "I can drink it, please mix the drinks."
Jiang Zhijiu remained enthusiastic and smiled as she touched Shu Yu's face again: "Okay, I'll adjust it for you right now."
Soft fingertips gently brushed across Shu Yu's face, and Shu Yu felt as if a soft feather was gently brushing against her heart.
As her fingertips left, her heartbeat seemed to drift away with them.
However, Jiang Zhijiu straightened up and gracefully walked into the bar. When she passed Bai Ruoliu, she pinched Bai Ruoliu's face. When she passed the bartender Jessica, she patted the top of Jessica's head, as if she liked to touch and rub girls.
Shu Yu was certain that this boss was a playgirl.
Jiang Zhijiu's bartending movements were extremely graceful. Her fingers were long and slender and fair, and the way she shook the bar was beautiful and flexible, like an unpredictable magician. Finally, she put the bar down, poured the contents into a glass, added soda water, stirred it, added fruit, and pushed it in front of Bai Ruoliu.
"Sister Shuyu, try your red rose."
Shu Yu picked up the wine to taste it, but Jiang Zhijiu's jade-like fingers suddenly brushed against the back of her hand almost imperceptibly: "Wait a minute."
Shu Yu looked down at the back of her hand that had been touched, feeling as if her heart was on fire. She tried hard not to pull her hand away: "What?"
“I forgot about the rose,” Jiang Zhijiu said, taking out a small rose, placing it on the surface of the wine, inserting a straw, and handing it to her. “Here you go.”
Shu Yu smelled the aroma of the wine and tried a sip. She was prepared to choke on the wine, but the alcohol content didn't seem to be very high.
Jiang Zhijiu bent down and looked at her with her chin in her hand, saying gently, "You've just recovered from your illness, so it's best to drink less alcohol. That's why I only added a little bit of alcohol to your drink. I hope you recover soon."
Faced with the kind concern, Shu Yu softened her cold demeanor.
"Thank you."
"You're too kind," Jiang Zhijiu straightened up and lightly tossed her hair. "How does it taste?"
"Well enough."
Jiang Zhijiu chuckled: "Not bad, I guess?"
It's really quite good. A tiny bit of alcohol falls into your mouth, giving a slightly sour and astringent sensation, followed by the aroma of roses. It's a very special wine that makes you want to have a second sip after the first.
Jiang Zhijiu continued mixing drinks for Bai Ruoliu, her movements so skillful and efficient that it seemed she had mixed thousands of drinks for beautiful women here.
She wore a figure-hugging red silk halter dress, the halter straps of which seemed more suited to being worn at home than outside, as if she weren't wearing a bra. The dress was soft and relaxed, and every movement exuded captivating charm.
"By the way, my name is Jiang Zhijiu. The flavor of ginger is spicy at first taste, but after a closer tasting, it has a refreshing sweetness that lingers for a long time. Jiang, Zhi, Jiu, Jiu means 'long time'," the bar owner seemed to be intentionally introducing her so she would remember her, while shaking the wine pot and asking her, "What's your name, little sister?"
"Shuyu. Shu means comforting, and Yu means taro milk tea."
"Shuyu, what a lovely name. Remember it, little Shuyu."
Shu Yu looked up, a hint of doubt in her cool and beautiful face: "How can you be sure I'm younger than you?"
Jiang Zhijiu laughed and said, "With your discerning eye, sister. Otherwise, Shu Yu, tell me, how old are you?"
Shu Yu blurted out, "Twenty-two."
Bai Ruoliu: "?"
Jiang Zhijiu: "...?"
Shu Yu took a deep breath and sighed softly, "Twenty-five."
She had forgotten that she was missing three years of her memory.
When she woke up, she thought she was 22 years old and about to start her first year of graduate school, but her mother said she was 25 years old and starting her first year of doctoral studies.
She forgot the memories of those three years, and she also forgot the knowledge she had acquired. Her mother applied for her to take a year off from school.
Jiang Zhijiu chuckled softly and sweetly: "Little sister is so cute. I'm a year older than you, so remember to call me 'older sister' when we meet in the future."
Everyone says Shu Yu is aloof, but no one has ever said she's cute. Shu Yu lowers her head and looks at her phone without saying a word.
Bai Ruoliu wanted to bring up some topics to talk about, but Jiang Zhijiu suddenly bent over.
"What's wrong?" Bai Ruoliu asked.
Jiang Zhijiu's expression was somewhat unnatural: "During the fever, the inhibitor just ran out."
Bai Ruoliu glanced at Shu Yu and deliberately asked Jiang Zhijiu in a seemingly kind manner, "Do you need me to mark you temporarily? I can mark you temporarily without any emotion to comfort you; you can treat me like a doctor."
"No need." Jiang Zhijiu refused decisively, beckoned Jessica over, and whispered to Jessica to bring the inhibitor. Jessica then left.
Jiang Zhijiu raised her eyes, as if speaking to Shu Yu: "My glands are in my lower back, so it's not convenient for anyone to mark them."
The lower back can only be marked by an Alpha crouching or lying behind her.
Shu Yu had just smelled a lot of pheromones in the bar, and there were many girls on the dance floor who were in the heat of the moment. All kinds of sweet pheromones were mixed together, but she felt nothing. However, she felt inexplicably hot at this moment. She took off the straw, drank a glass of wine, put the bottom of the glass on the table, stood up and said, "Let's go."
"Hey—" Bai Ruoliu quickly pulled her away: "What's the rush? Sit down for a while longer."
Jiang Zhijiu knew that there was no need to rush, so she smiled and interrupted Bai Ruoliu: "Sister, you've just recovered from your illness. If you're not feeling well, you should go back and rest early."
As she spoke, Jiang Zhijiu handed Shu Yu a flyer: "I have a bartending competition on the 7th. I'm the bartender participating. You can come and watch if you have time, little sister."
Shu Yu glanced at it, not wanting to take it, but inexplicably reached out her hand.
Jiang Zhijiu didn't let go. She gripped the flyer tightly with her fingertips, staring intently at Shu Yu. Not wanting Shu Yu to leave, she could only ask in a joking tone, "By the way, little sister, you seemed to stare at me in a daze when you first saw me. Why? Were you captivated by my beauty?"
Shu Yu remained silent for a moment, then said calmly to the playboy, "No, it's just that you remind me of a friend of mine."
Jiang Zhijiu suddenly let go of the flyer while in a daze, and it fell into Shu Yu's hands.
It's the same thing she said three years ago.
She resembles the lover in Shu Yu's heart.
She was merely a substitute for the lover in Shu Yu's heart.
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