Ghosn is a rich man. In the countryside of tenell City, he owns two farms and a dragon blood wood forest farm that can be felled in turn. Both beef and dragon blood wood have good sales. He also has more than a dozen shops of his own, selling beef and other things. Maybe he can''t compare with the accumulated wealth of the rich in big cities, but in tenell City, he is a well deserved rich man and an elite in the upper class society.

    After years of baptism and precipitation, Ghosn, 37, has taken off all his green and astringent. The biggest difference between men and women is that the older men are, the more delicious they are, and Ghosn is such a very tasteful man. He has brown hair. A good life gives him enough time and energy to maintain his hair, just as he maintains his skin. Although he was thirty-seven, there were still no wrinkles on his face.

    The blue eyes with deep wisdom always fascinate many girls. His tall nose and thin lips make his facial features very three-dimensional and charming. The most special thing is his temperament. After ups and downs, he ushered in the peak of his life. His temperament has already got rid of the instability brought by the commendatory word "bright". He will always be calm and steady.

    Coupled with expensive suits and accessories, many women hope to become his female partner, even life partner. But it''s a pity that so far, Ghosn hasn''t been close to any girl or woman. He''s like a fag.

    Indeed, many people speculate about his sexual orientation. He speaks very gently, speaks clearly, speaks slowly, and is polite. No matter who greets him, even if he is a beggar, he will take off his hat and return the gift. He also likes flowers, red tulips. Whenever, he can always see a red tulip or several petals on his body.

    So many people guess that the man who doesn''t like women, is full of charm and humorous and talkative is a fag.

    In fact, people don''t know him. He likes women. He just has a very serious emotional injury. He can''t extricate himself even after 20 years.

    When he was poor, he met a girl, fell in love with that girl, fell into the golden agate river flowing with love, and immersed in sweet love. But it didn''t last long. The girl''s family was a middle-class family. The girl''s family didn''t like the poor boy who had nothing at that time. They refused the girl to contact him and sent the girl to Orlando.

    That is the capital of kanles Province, which is far more prosperous than tenar.

    In order to find his love, Ghosn worked hard and made some improvement two years later. He opened a shop and sold some non-staple food in addition to beef. Such a business will never lack staff in tenar city. Compared with other cities, poor tenar city residents are more willing to spend their money on filling their stomachs, so Ghosn earned the first bucket of gold in his life.

    He took a thousand dollars to Orlando and found the girl. What he couldn''t imagine was that the girl had married and had another child in her stomach while giving birth to a girl. Even in the face of such a change, Ghosn didn''t give up. He told the girl that he would take her away and marry her as long as she wanted. Even the child in her belly, he agreed to stay and treat the child in her belly like his own child.

    However, it is a pity that the only thing infatuation can get is broken hope.

    The girl who had married told him that the ignorance in her youth was not love, but the impulse of hormones. She doesn''t love him anymore. She also wishes him to find a girl she likes and start a new life.

    The decadent Ghosn returned to tenell and devoted all his energy to business, as if he were revenge for his poor life and the hardship that destroyed his love. He soon owned pastures and forest farms, and more than a dozen shops in tenell. He has experienced many girls and women, and he also dreams of finding his own love one day. I don''t know why. I can''t find the feeling before. It''s like having the world when I''m happy and the feeling of the end of the world when I''m sad.

    Perhaps this is the result of getting what you need to bear - what you lose.

    Ghosn''s greatest pleasure now is to drink a little wine, chat with people, and then throw himself drunk into bed. Next is a new day.

    As always, he parked his car outside the wild rose bar. This is a medium-grade bar. There won''t be many drunken drunks wandering around. It''s also more lively than those high-end bars. He likes it here. There are his friends and people he knows.

    He walked to the bar and sat down. He clenched his fist and knocked on the bar with his joints. "Have a drink!"

    He doesn''t need to say the name of any wine. The bartender can serve him his favorite wine. He is a regular guest here. Almost every guest who often comes here knows him.

    But this time, the bartender didn''t immediately bring his favorite wine, but leaned over and asked, "we have new wine. It tastes good. Do you want to try it?"

    "New wine?", Ghosn raised his eyebrows. "It''s not that kind of blending bar? You know, I don''t drink that kind of thing."

    The bartender immediately patted his chest and promised, "don''t worry, if it''s blending wine, I''ll give you a hundred dollars!". After Ghosn nodded, the bartender asked, "first love and snow elves, have a drink?"

    After agreeing, the bartender brought up a glass. The glass contained light blue wine, emitting a strange aroma of fruit. Ghosn scratched his eyebrows a little. He didn''t like fruit wine very much, because fruit wine is too sweet. Although he can get drunk, he can drink it to the back. But now that he had promised the bartender and wanted to taste the new wine, he took a sip.

    At the moment of entrance, like other high-level wines, the spicy flavor immediately fills the mouth, stimulates the taste buds, and is also very sweet. But soon, when he swallowed the heat, a cold feeling appeared, soothing the hot mouth and esophagus. He was surprised and nodded slightly. It was really a special wine, but he still didn''t like it. This kind of wine is more suitable for young girls, especially the final cold taste can definitely be loved by some girls who can''t drink very much.

    After watching the program for a while, listening to the singer invited from other places sing two songs, clapping and swallowing the last mouthful, the bartender immediately brought him a second glass of wine.

    First love!

    This is the name of the wine, he snorted. No one has ever used love to describe wine, whether high or low, because love is either bitter or sweet, but it will never have spicy ingredients. Dare to use first love as the name of wine, Ghosn wants to see if he really has the feeling of first love.

    He picked up the cup and took a sip, as if time had become eternity at this moment!

    Inexplicably, his eyes were full of tears. He thought of the joys and sorrows when he and the girl first met. He thought of the excitement when he bought gifts for the girl with the one dollar he had saved. He thought of the bitterness when he was rejected by the girl for the first time. He thought of the sweetness when he kissed the girl for the first time

    Everything he thought he had forgotten appeared in front of him so vividly and flashed quickly, just as his love came to the end quickly.

    A tear slipped down his eyes and fell into the wine glass, setting off a small spray.

    His mouth was sour, slightly astringent and left a melancholy aftertaste, just like an arrow shot into his heart thousands of kilometers away! He lowered his head and the world seemed to be quiet for a moment. There was only him and his memories in the world. He drank wine mouthful by mouthful, giggled occasionally, and looked bitter occasionally. The most important memories in his life were activated at this moment.

    He is painful, but at this moment, he feels happy inexplicably!

    He put the empty cup on the bar, pointed to the mouth of the cup and said to the bartender, "first love, another cup!"

    This evening, many people like Ghosn sat on the bar counter of the bar, one with his head down and a glass. Sometimes giggle, sometimes pain, laughter, tears, and countless memories. They are unwilling to share with others, isolate themselves from the whole world, and completely immerse themselves in the remembrance and memory of the past.

    Some young girls finally found the wine they could drink in the bar. The sweet taste is like the taste of falling in love. The cold covers the spicy taste. The almost perfect taste and the fumigation brought by high alcohol make every girl release her vitality.

    On such a night, a kind of high fruit wine called first love and a kind of high fruit wine called snow spirit have unconsciously captured a large number of followers.