调酒师若有所指的歪头看了一眼酒吧最右边的那个紧关着大门的房间。“The boss is not on good terms with her mother. I don't really know what her mother's attitude is, All I know is that when I got here, the boss suddenly opened the bar himself. Business isn't the hottest thing on this street，But the economic benefits are also considerable.”（老板和她母亲关系不好。我也不知道她妈妈是什么态度，我只知道当她到这里时，老板突然自己开了酒吧。生意虽然不是这条街上最火爆的，但经济效益也相当可观。）
听起来这似乎是一个名门大小姐突然被一个见不得光的私生子抢走了继承权，随后自己开辟事业的励志故事。
“Has your boss been anywhere else?”（你们老板去过别的地方吗？）
调酒师这个时候才后知后觉的反应过来，一脸奇怪的看着有点儿不太自在的夏小天。“Why are you so interested in our boss's private life?”（你为什么对我们老板的私生活这么感兴趣？）
夏小天轻声地咳嗽了一声，“I'm just curious, I like to hear different stories from different places. these stories can bring me different gains.”（我只是好奇，我喜欢从不同的地方听到不同的故事。这些故事可以给我带来不同的收获。）
“Ah, I see. You're a writer!”（啊，我明白了。你是个作家！）
调酒师听了夏小天的话，自然而然的把夏小天想象成了一个四处游荡，寻求故事的作家。
虽然自己根本就不是作家，自己来到这里的目的也不算是来听故事的，可看着调酒师一脸恍然大悟的样子，夏小天默默地吞下了嘴边的否定。
“So can you go on?”（你能继续了吗？）
头顶的灯光柔和的铺洒在夏小天的侧脸上面，从远处看仿佛铺上了一层让人沉醉的光芒。
在这个喧闹的酒吧里面显得格外的与众不同，引人注目。
“Of course you can.”（当然可以。）
“Boss, she's been to a lot of places, Saw a lot of things that surprised her. She spends about three or four days in every place, Only China, where she stayed for more than three months. If the boss's father hadn't called her back, I think she might have stayed there forever.”（老板，她去过很多地方，看到了很多让她吃惊的事情。她在每个地方都呆了三四天，只在中国呆了三个多月。如果老板的父亲没有给她打电话，我想她可能会永远呆在那儿。）