A breeze blew into the balcony, and the white gauze was fluttering. Gu Nianxi's slightly curly hair brushed his cheek. He looked at the girl in front of him and said softly.
"You look like the ragdoll cat I raised."
His words made her panic. Gu Nianxi took a few steps back, but he stopped her.
"Do you often fall?" He stood up straight with a smile and straightened his tie, "Thank you."
He thanked her with a smile, and said as he passed her, "You have grown up."
He left without looking back, leaving Gu Nianxi alone, staring at his back, dumbfounded.
"Wait!" Gu Nianxi ran a few steps, but still didn't dare to catch up.
"I haven't asked your name yet..." She murmured to herself, and suddenly noticed something stepping on her feet. She squatted down and picked it up in the palm of her hand, only to find that it was an exquisite men's cufflink.
Zhao Zimu and Lin Yiduo had a total of eighty-eight tables at that wedding banquet. When Gu Nianxi arrived at the banquet hall, she kept looking for him among the guests. She followed Lin Yiduo and drank one glass after another absentmindedly.
Just when she was being teased by Zhao Zimu's high school classmates for a drink, he appeared again and strode into the main hall from the side door.
He wore suits and leather shoes and had an outstanding temperament, and he quickly became the focus of women's attention.
Gu Nianxi's eyes followed his figure, and when she saw him sitting at a table with the man's relatives, she couldn't help but wonder who he was, Zhao Zimu.
He didn't talk to anyone else and sat there quietly, playing with the gadgets in his hands. When Gu Nianxi took a closer look, she realized that what he was holding was her anti-itch roller ball. She couldn't help but laugh. The pink ball was so cold to him.
The image really doesn’t match.
Maybe it was Zhao Zimu's friend who was making too much noise. He looked at Gu Nianxi who was in trouble across a table.
Zhao Zimu's college classmates made a fuss about Gu Nianxi having a drink with the best man. Gu Nianxi refused repeatedly. They then asked her to sing three love songs. Gu Nianxi was overwhelmed with thought and could only think of two love songs. The last one
I can't think of a first.
"If you can't think of anything, let's have a drink!" Zhao Zimu's high school classmate shouted loudly.
"I remembered."
"Hey, I don't even count when I think about it, because the time is up, and unless you go on stage to sing, you will pass."
Gu Nianxi never imagined that she would be asked by classmate Zhao Zimu to sing on stage. When she stood on the stage, there was thunderous applause from the audience.
She is not afraid of singing in crowded places. After all, she is also a student union cadre and has experienced all kinds of scenes. The reason why she is nervous is because there are eyes in the audience staring at her all the time.
"Hello everyone, my name is Gu Nianxi. I want to sing a song for my best friend Lin Yiduo and my little friend Zhao Zimu. I hope that they will never leave each other and that they will have both children."
After Gu Nianxi finished speaking her blessings, people laughed loudly. She was just too nervous at the time and forgot the blessings of a happy marriage and a son soon.
She held the phone tightly and glanced in his direction. The two looked at each other. There was an expression on his face that Gu Nianxi couldn't understand, including cold eyes and a slight smile on his lips.
Accompanied by a live band, Gu Nianxi sang a song about love.
"We will embrace each other affectionately, and we will continue to grow old, as long as we can love you..."
Her light and warm singing voice echoed in the wedding scene, and everyone's face was filled with happy smiles.
Gu Nianxi, wearing a fairy-like purple bridesmaid dress, looked like a fallen fairy among the sprayed foam and dry ice.
When the music ended, the audience burst into applause. The male students at Zhao Zimu's table clapped their hands wildly, and there were two or three others standing on the chairs whistling, and everyone started to make a fuss.
"Let's fall in love with me!"
"Zhao Zimu! That's enough! Why didn't you say you had such a beautiful hair! Are you a brother?"
"You regret refusing to be my best man!" Zhao Zimu said jokingly to his classmates.
"Mr. Zhao, introduce me to Fa Xiao quickly. My father is also urging me to get married as soon as possible."
Some of Zhao Zimu's classmates were booing and complaining about him. These boys were all about the same age as him, only twenty-two or three years old, and they were in their prime.
Gu Nianxi gained many admirers that day, especially Zhao Zimu's best man, Lu Zhiyao, who was very considerate to Gu Nianxi.
Lu Zhiyao has been pursuing Gu Nianxi since his freshman year, but has never been successful. He originally thought that the opportunity given by Zhao Zimu this time would give him the first opportunity, but he didn't know that another man appeared in her life.
When the wine was served to his table, Gu Nianxi hid behind Lin Yiduo, his heart pounding. He stood up and clinked glasses with Zhao Zimu, with a faint smile on his lips.
"Nian Nian, this is Uncle Su Yi's son Su Yuheng. We met when we were children. Do you remember?"
The two people's eyes intertwined, and when their wine glasses collided, Gu Nianxi felt more shocked than nervous.
"Hello, I'm Su Yuheng." He introduced himself politely, and his calmness made Gu Nianxi wonder if he and the man on the balcony were the same person.
She held up a goblet filled with red wine and stood there dumbly. She glanced at Zhao Zimu and saw his heartless smile. Gu Nianxi instantly turned to stone.
At this moment, she seemed to have received a sad script, which could be called "I Fall in Love with the Boy I Bullied" or "The Boy I Bullied Became a Goddess"!
He turned out to be Su Yuheng! The Su Yuheng who she and Zhao Zimu called a monster! The boy who was hurt by her when she was six years old.
Gu Nianxi looked at his face, remembering that bad thing in her childhood, and her heart suddenly went cold.
Growing up, the name Su Yuheng was always mentioned by Father Gu and Father Zhao as an example to inspire her and Zhao Zimu to study hard.
In the eyes of Gu Nianxi and Zhao Zimu, this boy who was born in country M and grew up in country M, although he has nothing to do with them, has always brought great pressure to them.
During their long study careers, once Father Gu and Father Zhao got together, they would talk about Su Yuheng and praise him in various ways. For example, he went to boarding school independently since he was a child and won various medals.
He is soft-handed, wins the first-class scholarship in school every year, can equestrian, fencing, swimming, surfing, etc., etc., he is completely an all-round superman.
However, Zhao Zimu and Gu Nianxi have another name for him, which is - monster.
How can a person be so perfect? Unless he is a monster.
Unexpectedly, the monster turned out to be a seductive evildoer. He was as dazzling as a rose, making it hard for people to take their eyes away.
"Nian Nian?"
Lin Yiduo woke up Gu Nianxi. She quickly came to her senses and introduced herself guiltily, "Hello, I'm Gu Nianxi."
He said nothing about their meeting on the balcony, and Gu Nianxi also cooperated with him in pretending that they had never seen each other. Gu Nianxi drank the wine in her glass and turned around to escape from his sight.
Gu Nianxi still couldn't figure out how he could be Su Yuheng. She looked back at him and he stared at her with a sneer on his face. His appearance instantly overlapped with that of the eleven-year-old boy in her memory. Gu Nianxi was so frightened that she quickly turned around and remembered
His helpless look back then, and his words, "I will come back to settle the score with you."
She couldn't help but shudder.
Before the wedding banquet was over, he took a call and left early. Gu Nianxi looked at the empty seat where he had sat and felt a sense of loss.
If their story was just an encounter on the balcony, then Gu Nianxi and Su Yuheng would not have had any entanglements later. After their wedding, God arranged for them to meet again by chance.