These past few days, Tan Xiaofu was in a good mood. In fact, one might even say he was feeling really great.
Sitting in the corner of a bar, gripping a bottle of beer, he was quietly watching the boys and girls sweeping across the dance floor, with a faint smile on his face.
When something pleasant happens, unlike others who enjoy sharing the news with friends, he preferred to revel in his heart's joy alone, in the middle of a bustling place.
"Sir, are you alone?" Suddenly, a woman dressed in white approached Tan Xiaofu.
"You are..." Tan Xiaofu looked at the woman, feeling a sense of familiarity. He asked, "Have we met somewhere before?"
The woman laughed, "Sir, your pick-up line is so old-fashioned. But I started it, so you might not need to respond in such an old-fashioned way, right?"
"I didn't mean that." Tan Xiaofu shook his head.
The woman sat next to Tan Xiaofu, chuckling as she asked, "Sir, buy me a drink?"
Tan Xiaofu smiled, "Sure."
