Zhou Ziqiao turned his face slightly and looked at Cen Yunong, who was standing in the crowd, with a certain warmth in his eyes unconsciously.
The warmth in his eyes was so obvious that she could feel it no matter how dumbfounded Cen Yunong was, no matter how hard her eyes were.
His heart jumped suddenly the moment he looked over, and then kept beating like it was out of order.
Could it be?
it turns out?
Won't.
Cen Yunong was so nervous that all the muscles in her body were tense. When Zhou Ziqiao was about to speak, she turned around and ran away from the crowded crowd like a loach.
After escaping all the way, Cen Yunong felt that his mind was in a state of confusion. He didn't even care to appreciate the various props and gadgets placed on the campus, or watch the excitement. He only thought of blindly running around alone with his head covered.
I don’t know how long I walked, let alone where I went. In short, when Cen Yunong stopped, he found himself in a field surrounded by pine forests.
I don’t know what kind of activities are being held here, but when she entered, someone gave her a round card with a big "17" written on it.
"What is this?" She frowned slightly and looked at the classmates who were handing out cards.
"This is a lucky card. Hey, you don't have a mask." The classmate dressed as a clown enthusiastically handed her a mask, "This is a mask-themed dance. This is your mask. Come in! I hope you can
Find your own happiness!"
What the hell is this?
Cen Yunong frowned and looked at the mask in his hand, only to see a lifelike face painted on the thin mask. Looking under the dim light, he could tell it was a queen's mask.
Never mind it!
Anyway, no one can recognize her when she puts on the mask, and what she needs most now is to hide in a corner where she doesn't know anyone and calm down her mood quietly.
After making up her mind, she put on a mask and followed the people into the pine forest garden.
An open-air party is being held here, and the participants all have masks on their faces and dresses. You can't identify everyone because everyone's mask is different.
There are also food and drinks that you can take on your own, which in Cen Yunong’s opinion is the second biggest advantage.
So, she held the plate alone, randomly picked up some delicious-looking food, and ate it leisurely.
When the music started playing, everyone went to dance wherever they liked. Many people came over to invite Cen Yunong, but she politely declined them all.
To be honest, the last thing she needs now is a man's attentiveness.
It was too late for her to hide from the handsome guy, let alone a strange man who came to her door and whose quality was not very good.
So wouldn't it be better if she simply stayed away and sipped wine to herself?
Just when she was enjoying herself, the music suddenly stopped, and the host of the event ran onto the stage, talking all over the place without knowing what to say. In short, when everyone shouted a number, Cen Yunong only realized what was going on.
She suddenly realized that the number they were looking for was the "17" she drew!
She had bad intuition, and when she was about to run away, a person standing next to her "kindly" stopped her and reminded her that she had drawn a lucky card.
"Uh." Cen Yunong resisted the urge to roll his eyes and reluctantly raised the card in his hand, "Yes, I drew the card 17."
"Wow~" Someone around him made an envious voice, which made Cen Yunong extremely puzzled.
Is this a guessing game with prizes? Does she also have any prizes?
Her question was answered when she walked to the stage.
The host dressed as a "bigger and fatter version of Cupid" gave her answer with excitement - the girl who drew the lucky number could dance with the mysterious guest of this event and win the most popular prize among thousands of girls.
Desired, passionate kiss!
Hearing the word passionate kiss, Cen Yunong couldn't stand anymore. Just kidding, he was hiding here and there, but his love interest actually bumped into him!
"Well, I'm sorry, can I give this honor to someone else?" Cen Yunong shrugged and said nonchalantly.
The host gave her a dull look, as if he didn't understand that there was such a stupid girl in the world, that he would give such a good opportunity to another girl!
The girls in the audience were already getting ready to make a move, and the host scratched his head in embarrassment: "Well, there is no precedent for this!"
"Very good." Cen Yunong smiled, put the card into the host's hand, and said softly, "Then let me create this precedent!" After saying that, she turned around and wanted to leave the stage, but she didn't expect it.
, but his arm was pulled from behind.
A flash of anger quickly flashed across her face, which instantly turned into a faint smile. She turned around and said to the person holding her in the gentlest tone: "Please let go?"
"What if I say no?" A tall figure fell into her eyes. When Gu Shaoqin's familiar cynical tone rushed into her ears, Cen Yunong found that her hands were shaking.
He, it turned out to be him!
Let her think about how long it has been since they last met!
One year? Or two years?
Time is like a ruthless carving knife, mercilessly carving away the years. Before they knew it, they had not seen each other for almost two years.
It's been two years.
She changed her mobile phone number and address, deliberately hiding her whereabouts, just not wanting Gu Shaoqin to find her.
But, but...
It is undeniable that she still thinks of the unbearable past deep in her heart. Whenever she suddenly wakes up from her dream at midnight, Gu Shaoqin's cynical and cold look will always appear in front of her eyes.
Two years apart.
She has changed. She is no longer the little girl who stayed in the ivory tower and was ignorant of the world. If it were not for the mask, I believe they would still not know each other face to face.
The original innocence and childishness have long been replaced by the current maturity. In fact, to put it mildly, it is mature, and to put it worse, it means that it is old.
But he seems to be particularly favored by God. Even though two years have passed, his handsome face still has no traces of time. Whether it is the domineering thick eyebrows, the high bridge of the nose, or the always...
The cold, sarcastic eyes remained unchanged.
Oh, no, it seems to be a little different. The depths of his eyes seem to be even more unfathomable, making it even more difficult to figure out his intentions.
Cen Yunong was so absorbed in looking at the handsome face in front of him that he forgot to speak for a while.
until……
"What's your name?" Gu Shaoqin tugged at his thin lips, smiled slightly, and looked at the petite and exquisite woman in front of him.