Six-color piano music surrounds the cafe, like dancing elves.
"Sister Qingjia, what would you like to drink?"
“Have a glass of Kahlua!”
Yu Qingjia has returned to normal, her cold voice carrying her usual reserve.
"Sister Qingjia, your skin is getting better and better. It seems to be well moisturized."
Li Jiaqi's voice was a bit teasing, but Qingjia's skin is indeed good.
She didn't wear makeup today, but her face was still full of collagen, making her face look very delicate. Her fair skin was flushed, making people want to poke it.
"Jia Qi, is this why you invited me here?"
Yu Qingjia was a little annoyed, and the look in her eyes was a bit cold. She didn't want to get too close to Li Jiaqi.
The former immediately caught her expression keenly, and she knew what Yu Qingjia was thinking.
At this time, the waiter brought the coffee. The fragrant coffee was topped with cat-ear-shaped cream, which looked like a girl's heart.
Yu Qingjia took a sip, and found it was mellow and slightly sweet, and then a faint caramel flavor spread on the tip of the tongue.
"Sister Qingjia, I really miss you. You know, my only friends are you and Ye Zi."
Yu Qingjia's palm warmed up and she was gently grabbed. She wanted to break away, but the heat from the other person's palm was like a rope, making it impossible for her to escape.
Outside the window, the brilliant golden sunlight poured in, covering the two of them in a halo, like a beautiful picture.
Yu Qingjia lowered her head, not daring to look into Li Jiaqi's eyes, which seemed to be burning and hurt.
"Jiaqi, you know my current relationship with Wang Yiran."
"You've already gone out. According to our rules in the river, we're going to disperse."
Li Jiaqi chuckled, put more force on his hands, and leaned forward.
"Now that you are outside, you are not Yu Qingjia in the small theater."
"In that place like a besieged city, our thinking has mutated."
"Sister Qingjia, we all have to come out."
Yu Qingjia felt the warmth on her hands, and her heart beat like a drum.
She didn't like herself to be like this, she didn't want to break Hanoi's rules, and she was afraid that someone would see her breaking the rules.
What she wants is to reach the top of this year's general election, so she needs to have a reason to make those fans madly vote for them. Wang Yiran is an accelerant.
In the eyes of those around her, Wang Yiran was sucking her blood and taking advantage of her.
In fact, Yu Qingjia understood that no matter how hard Wang Yiran sucked blood, he would not be able to reach the top.
Then if you sacrifice a little bit of popularity, or even fans, you can get more attention, why not do it!
"Jiaqi, I'm different from you. You already have a good external job, but I still have to rely on the company and my fans."
Yu Qingjia believed that Li Jiaqi could understand the meaning of his words.
Sure enough, Li Jiaqi let go of his hand, and Yu Qingjia also let out a sigh of relief, but she felt a sense of loss for no reason.
"Sister Qingjia, I understand you. In fact, I just want to see you in person."
"You know, I'm fine when I'm working, but when I'm not working, my thoughts are crazy."
"What do you think you are doing?"
Yu Qingjia felt very sad when she saw Li Jiaqi's forced smile.
"We all said it was very turbid and depressing, but when we got out of the river and entered the ocean, we discovered that our little river was still very clear."
"Jia Qi..."
"It's okay, I just want to express the pain in my heart."
The look in Li Jiaqi's eyes dimmed, as if a rose soaked in the dark night was withering.
"Sister Qingjia, thank you for coming."
When she stood up and left and passed by Yu Qingjia, her hand was gently grabbed.
"Jia Qi, if you really need comfort, I can help you, but only this time."
night
Yu Qingjia dragged her tired but full body back to the dormitory.
She immediately changed out of her clothes, threw them into the basin and soaked them.
After doing all this, she looked at herself in the mirror.
"Yu Qingjia, your current state is very wrong. You need to calm down."
She turned on the faucet, washed her face with cold water, and walked out of the bathroom.
"Huh! Yiran, when did you come back and why didn't you say anything?"
Under the light, Wang Yiran sat on a chair, her silky black hair meticulously tied into a ponytail.
Her body was upright, and there was a smile on her thin but attractive lips.
"Why, I scared you!"
Wang Yiran's smile looked beautiful, but there was something strange in her eyes under her long eyelashes.
"No more!" Yu Qingjia smiled and walked over, picked up the cup and wanted to pour herself a glass of water.
Clinker, Wang Yiran came behind her and gently stroked her hair with his hands.
"Sister Qingjia, you smell very special now! You have become more delicate."
Wang Yiran's tone was soft, sounding like a little cat coquettishly.
Every time this happened, Yu Qingjia's heart felt itchy as if it had been scratched by furry claws.
But now Yu Qingjia is hiding away as if she is allergic.
"Why, you're tired of me!"
"No, Yiran, I'm just a little tired."
Yu Qingjia was embarrassed with her back on her back and did not dare to look back at her CP partner.
The night wind blew into the room through the window, causing the books and papers on the table to rustle.
She felt like there was a furious beast staring at her from behind.
"Tell me, who is it?"
"...Yi Ran, you..."
"I ask for the last time, who is it?"
Wang Yiran suppressed her voice, her eyes lit up, and she looked at Yu Qingjia, as if she wanted to kill the sworn enemy.
Yu Qingjia lowered her head and replied slowly: "It's Jiaqi!"
Hearing the former's words, Wang Yiran's body shook violently, a look of pain appeared on his face, and then his eyes suddenly turned cold, and his thin lips raised in a cold arc: "Why?"
The sound was so terrifying that Yu Qingjia's heart couldn't help but tighten: because Jiaqi was very lonely, she needed someone to accompany her.
Before the former could finish speaking, Wang Yiran rushed over and pushed Yu Qingjia onto the bed.
Yu Qingjia didn't resist, she just closed her eyes and pursed her lips, her pale face expressionless.
"...You were photographed, look what this is." Wang Yiran handed over his cell phone.
Yu Qingjia, who was already lying there stiffly, was trembling all over.
She took the other party's phone and looked at it: Wang Yiran, it turns out you are industrial saccharin.
Below this paragraph are two photos, one is a photo of himself and Li Jiaqi leaving arm in arm, and the other is a photo of himself and Li Jiaqi going to her rented house.
Yu Qingjia was sweating profusely and her face was full of anxiety. She didn't expect that she would be secretly photographed because she was so cautious.
"Yiran..." Yu Qingjia felt the biting ice.
If fans were convinced of something, he would really be doomed.
"I have already thought about it. If any fans release this, I will say that Li Jiaqi asked us to have dinner together. I didn't go because I had something to do, and you went alone."
"Thank you, Yi Ran!"
Yu Qingjia looked at the other person's appearance and felt very heartbroken. In fact, she sincerely devoted herself to every relationship.
It’s just the fate of people. It is destined that many people can only be passers-by in life.
"Yu Qingjia, this is the first and last time."
Wang Yiran frowned and lay next to Yu Qingjia. A scent that made her nostalgic lingered in her nose, like an invisible shackle that made her unable to escape and trapped her.
"Yiran, it won't happen again. I've made it clear to her..."
Outside the window, the moonlight was like a wash, the wind blew past the old tree full of pear blossoms, making a moving rustling sound, and a rich fragrance floated in the yard like a dream.