Qian Xiaojue smiled and said, "Maybe you admitted your mistake. We met in the club before."
Li Shier frowned slightly and refused to believe it: "No, I mean, I feel familiar with you from the first time I saw you..."
Qiu He interrupted with a smile: "Oh, maybe it's because Xiao Jue looks like some celebrity. He's so beautiful, so it feels familiar. The faces of beauties are all the same. By the way, Yuanyuan, do you have a boyfriend?"
Qiu He successfully brought the topic to Liao Yuanyuan. Liao Yuanyuan glanced at Qian Xiaojue indifferently, as if he understood that Qiu He was helping her and framed him.
After a long while, Liao Yuanyuan replied calmly: "No."
Everyone also felt that Liao Yuanyuan's character was boring, so they turned to the entertainment industry again.
At around ten o'clock, Qian Xiaojue lay on the ground and had enough stargazing. Qiu He finally said that he could go to bed and would continue on his way to the next small town in the mountains tomorrow.
Li Shier didn't want to sleep with Liao Yuanyuan, and the other three white-collar workers and young women had already formed a team, so Li Shier pulled Qiu He, and Liao Yuanyuan could only look at Qian Xiaojue.
"Anyway, the two of us set up the tent together, so let's sleep together." Qian Xiaojue doesn't dislike Liao Yuanyuan, but feels that her dull personality is somewhat similar to his own, and this woman always makes Qian Xiaojue feel uncomfortable.
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The two of them washed up separately. Qian Xiaojue locked the car, entered the tent with a quilt in her arms, lay down and fell asleep soon after.
It gradually became quiet outside, with only the sounds of crickets and wind remaining.
Liao Yuanyuan opened his eyes and looked at the dark tent. Listening to the even breathing next to him, Liao Yuanyuan first stretched out his hand and waved it in front of Qian Xiaojue's eyes as a test. There was no reaction and after confirming that Qian Xiaojue had fallen asleep.
, Liao Yuanyuan slowly pulled out a dagger from his clothes. The dagger flashed past with a faint white light in the darkness.
Liao Yuanyuan slowly moved his body up in the air and sat up. Staring at the peaceful and beautiful face of Qian Xiaojue who was sleeping soundly, Liao Yuanyuan looked expressionless.
Then, with all his strength, Liao Yuanyuan stabbed hard with his dagger.
The biting wind blew gently, slightly moving the hair on Qian Xiaojue's face.
However, those eyes still didn't open.
Liao Yuanyuan's dagger did not actually stab, but stopped when he touched the quilt.
The dagger gently slid up from the heart, and the cold iron was pressed against Qian Xiaojue's neck. As long as she made a slight stroke, the artery would be cut directly, and then the blood would flow out.
But she still didn't draw it, she was waiting.
She didn't let go of any movement while waiting for the sleeping man's reaction.
After a stalemate like this for five minutes, the sleeping person finally turned over. Liao Yuanyuan immediately removed the dagger. If she hadn't done so quickly, she might have hit the sharp dagger and cut her neck.
Liao Yuanyuan frowned, as if he didn't believe that she really had no reaction at all?
The sleeping man suddenly quarreled and murmured something in a low voice, only one name: "He Lian Qing..."
Liao Yuanyuan froze on the spot, seemingly in disbelief and confused.
Finally, Liao Yuanyuan put away the dagger, gradually hid the sudden and complicated emotions on his face, stood up gently, and then left the tent.
Just after she stepped out and zipped up the tent, Qian Xiaojue's sleeping eyes suddenly opened. Qian Xiaojue smiled and said: "Maybe you admitted your mistake, we met in the club before.
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Li Shier frowned slightly and refused to believe it: "No, I mean, I feel familiar with you from the first time I saw you..."
Qiu He interrupted with a smile: "Oh, maybe it's because Xiao Jue looks like some celebrity. He's so beautiful, so it feels familiar. The faces of beauties are all the same. By the way, Yuanyuan, do you have a boyfriend?"
Qiu He successfully brought the topic to Liao Yuanyuan. Liao Yuanyuan glanced at Qian Xiaojue indifferently, as if he understood that Qiu He was helping her and framed him.
After a long while, Liao Yuanyuan replied calmly: "No."
Everyone also felt that Liao Yuanyuan's character was boring, so they turned to the entertainment industry again.
At around ten o'clock, Qian Xiaojue lay on the ground and had enough stargazing. Qiu He finally said that he could go to bed and would continue on his way to the next small town in the mountains tomorrow.
Li Shier didn't want to sleep with Liao Yuanyuan, and the other three white-collar workers and young women had already formed a team, so Li Shier pulled Qiu He, and Liao Yuanyuan could only look at Qian Xiaojue.
"Anyway, the two of us set up the tent together, so let's sleep together." Qian Xiaojue doesn't dislike Liao Yuanyuan, but feels that her dull personality is somewhat similar to his own, and this woman always makes Qian Xiaojue feel uncomfortable.
.
The two of them washed up separately. Qian Xiaojue locked the car, entered the tent with a quilt in her arms, lay down and fell asleep soon after.
It gradually became quiet outside, with only the sounds of crickets and wind remaining.
Liao Yuanyuan opened his eyes and looked at the dark tent. Listening to the even breathing next to him, Liao Yuanyuan first stretched out his hand and waved it in front of Qian Xiaojue's eyes as a test. There was no reaction and after confirming that Qian Xiaojue had fallen asleep.
, Liao Yuanyuan slowly pulled out a dagger from his clothes. The dagger flashed past with a faint white light in the darkness.
Liao Yuanyuan slowly moved his body up in the air and sat up. Staring at the peaceful and beautiful face of Qian Xiaojue who was sleeping soundly, Liao Yuanyuan looked expressionless.
Then, with all his strength, Liao Yuanyuan stabbed hard with his dagger.
The biting wind blew gently, slightly moving the hair on Qian Xiaojue's face.
However, those eyes still didn't open.
Liao Yuanyuan's dagger did not actually stab, but stopped when he touched the quilt.
The dagger gently slid up from the heart, and the cold iron was pressed against Qian Xiaojue's neck. As long as she made a slight stroke, the artery would be cut directly, and then the blood would flow out.
But she still didn't draw it, she was waiting.
She didn't let go of any movement while waiting for the sleeping man's reaction.
After a stalemate like this for five minutes, the sleeping person finally turned over. Liao Yuanyuan immediately removed the dagger. If she hadn't done so quickly, she might have hit the sharp dagger and cut her neck.
Liao Yuanyuan frowned, as if he didn't believe that she really had no reaction at all?
The sleeping man suddenly quarreled and murmured something in a low voice, only one name: "He Lian Qing..."
Liao Yuanyuan froze on the spot, seemingly in disbelief and confused.
Finally, Liao Yuanyuan put away the dagger, gradually hid the sudden and complicated emotions on his face, stood up gently, and then left the tent.
Just after she stepped out and zipped up the tent, Qian Xiaojue's sleeping eyes suddenly opened.