Steven shuddered and immediately closed the lid of the bamboo tube.
Halifa also shuddered and then woke up.
Halifa looked at the bodyguard in front of her. The other bodyguard was much calmer.
Their reactions were completely different. The other one didn't seem affected.
"Steven, what wine is this?"
Steven wiped the tears from his face.
This wine was magical.
Just the aroma of the wine alone was enough to make people feel intense emotions.
"Steven, give this to me," Halifa said.
Although the memories were painful, they were also happy.
Some memories were already blurry, but after the aroma, they became clear again.
It was an intoxicating feeling, a feeling that made people unable to stop even if they wanted to.
Just like the intoxicating aroma, it made people immerse themselves and unable to pull themselves out.
"No, my friend gave it to me."
Steven couldn't bear to give it away either.
He also missed that feeling. It made people happy and sad.
In just a few seconds, he seemed to recall bits and pieces of the past.
"Boss, I want to ask for leave …"
Halifa glared at her bodyguard. "I'll give you three days."
"Yes, yes, Boss. Goodbye."
"Then share some with me," Halifa Oliver demanded again.
"Didn't you see? This wine is stored in a special container. If you use other containers, it'll definitely lose its effect." Steven looked like he knew everything.
"You called me here to drink, right? Now that there's good wine, you want to hide it? Is this your sincerity? "
Steven really wanted to hide it so he could taste it alone.
However, since Halifa had pointed it out so clearly, he could only share it with her.
When the bamboo tube was opened again, the aroma still filled the air, but it didn't have that strong emotional impact anymore.
However, the aroma was even more intoxicating.
"This wine smells so good. I've never smelled something so fragrant before."
Halifa was a famous wine taster. She had collected many wines from wineries at home.
But she was sure that there had never been a wine that could make people feel so intoxicated just from the aroma alone.
Steven poured Halifa a small glass. "You're not feeling well. Don't drink too much."
Halifa Oliver raised her head and finished it in one gulp.
"Do you remember the first time we met?" The scene suddenly flashed through Halifa's mind.
Steven also took a sip, and an image flashed through his mind.
"At that time, I was filming my graduation project. You were the only girl who came for the audition. You were wearing a white floral dress. You were very beautiful. At that time, I thought, it would be great if you could become my woman."
"Remember the restaurant where you asked me out for the first time?"
"I remember …"
When one was old, one would have a lot of memories.
However, they still had sweet memories in the beginning.
Gradually, the two of them began to quarrel.
"I told you, I didn't cheat. That woman ran into my room and arranged a group of reporters to disguise herself as a victim."
"Don't think that you can fool me again with such flowery words."
After a few more glasses of wine, the two of them were once again in a state of mutual confiding.
"Do you still remember your 50th birthday party? I found a stripper for two hundred dollars each, a total of ten," Steven said with a laugh.
"So it's you! You old * sshole. "
"Do you remember eight years ago, when you were dating an old man? I was the one who had his legs broken," Steven said.
"Oh, what's his name again?" Halifa couldn't remember.
"Here, drink one more and you'll remember."
Steven poured the bamboo bottle, but only a few drops fell.
"F * * k, it's gone." Steven panicked.
"Why is it gone?" Halifa was also panicking. She hadn't had her fill yet. Why was it gone?
"You should've taken a smaller sip."
"Old * sshole, you didn't drink any less than me." Halifa licked her lips. The aroma of the wine was still lingering in her mouth.
The wine was mellow but not strong. It could stir one's emotions, but it wouldn't give one a splitting headache.
"Have your friend send two more bottles over."
Steven's eyes brightened. That's right.
Steven called Chen Zhao. "Hi, Chen."
"What are you doing, Steven?"
"Chen, I've finished the wine you gave me. Give me two more bottles."
"No, I only brewed a few bottles myself. I have to give them to Rasfa, Zola, and my other friends. Don't tell me we're that close. It's just one bottle."
"What? Just one bottle? You might as well not give it to me. Just one bottle. Who gives a gift like that? " "Rasfa has quit drinking recently. Give me his share," Steven cursed.
"Of course. You're my friend, and he's my friend too. I can't give it to you and not him," Chen Zhao replied. "If you still want to drink, go to someone else's place and drink."
Steven's heart skipped a beat. Yeah, go to Rasfa's place and drink.
"I'm going to Rasfa's place. Are you coming?" Steven asked.
"Yes, of course."
…
"F * * k, pay for my wine! You two thieves! Thieves!" Rasfa cursed. "I only took a sip, * sshole."
Rasfa's mouthful was still lingering on the mellow taste, lingering in the memories of those years that had left a deep impression on him.
But when he came back to his senses, Steven and Halifa had already drunk half of it.
"Rasfa, when did you become so stingy? It's just a bottle of wine. "
"Who's sharing a bottle with you? It's from Chen. Don't you know how precious his wine is? "
Rasfa snatched the bottle, but Steven wouldn't let go. The two fought and the bamboo tube was knocked over.
They started fighting. In the end, Halifa stopped after Halifa stopped them.
"Someone, clean the living room for me."
A maid walked in. Her eyes were red and there were tear stains on her face.
"What's wrong? Who bullied you in the family? "
"Sir, no one bullied me," the maid said, choking with sobs. "I just remembered when my grandmother was still alive."
"There's magic in the wine, right?" Halifa asked in amazement.
Steven and Rasfa glared at each other like gamecocks.
They were still blaming each other for spilling the wine.
Now, no one had anything to drink.
"No, we have to think of a way to get a few more bottles from Chen."
"Chen said that he only has a few bottles. He gives one to each of his friends."
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