My thoughts.
My thoughts.
My thoughts.
The man's deep, magnetic voice echoed in Yu Nian's mind three times.
The music suddenly started.
Yu Nian snapped out of her daze, picked up the cold drink on the table to moisten the dryness in her throat, and after a long while, she looked at Song Ci again.
It is said that brave people enjoy the world first.
This time, she also wants to be a truly brave person again.
Perhaps only in this way can she reach the world that belongs to her.
"Want to dance together?" Song Ci extended his hand, his sincere gaze fixed on Yu Nian.
Looking at the figure in Song Ci's eyes, Yu Nian softly replied, "Okay."
"Yu Nian, will you come with me?"
As soon as Yu Nian finished speaking, Luo Sheng's voice came from behind her.
When Song Ci saw Luo Sheng, the coldness in his eyes intensified. He took a step forward, stood close behind Yu Nian, and took her hand from behind.
How could anyone be so inconsiderate!
This is my house!
“Niannian has already agreed to dance with me, Young Master Luo, you should find another dance partner.”
After saying that, without giving Luo Sheng a chance to speak, she pulled Yu Nian towards the center of the dance floor.
Seeing Song Ci's indifferent attitude towards Luo Sheng, Yu Nian was not angry. However, Luo Sheng's behavior made her even more confused.
"Niannian, do you still like him?" Song Ci's voice was low and soft, carrying a suppressed feeling that even he himself could not control.
Instead of pulling Yu Nian directly to the center of the stage, he led her to the balcony.
Yu Nian looked at Song Ci, her amber eyes furrowed slightly, her brows furrowed in unease and nervousness. He was still holding her hand, the thin layer of sweat on his palm already dampening her skin.
In a short while.
She let go of his hand.
Why do you ask that?
She didn't answer him immediately, which made Song Ci feel a little disappointed.
The pain in my heart was overwhelming, along with a sense of helplessness.
That love, which everyone knew about, had grown wildly without him noticing, and he couldn't hear her affirmative answer.
He longed to reach out and embrace her, to hold her tightly in his arms, and to seal her away with his actions, so that he wouldn't hear the answer he didn't want.
But as soon as he reached out, Yu Nian walked inside, and he stared blankly at the direction the figure had gone.
She still likes that person, doesn't she?
Song Ci slammed his fist into the outer railing with a bang, his knuckles aching as gusts of cold wind blew towards him.
A sense of loneliness arose spontaneously.
Yu Nian ran back after grabbing her bag and saw this scene.
"I don't like him. I haven't liked him for a long time."
Those who heard this were all shocked, not only Song Ci, but also Luo Sheng.
Yu Nian slowly walked towards Song Ci. When he turned around to face her, she grabbed his hand, took out a pack of tissues from her bag, and gently wiped his hand.
"Also, I don't like people who would hurt themselves."
After she finished speaking, she rubbed the man's knuckles, which he had just used to slam his fist against the railing.
She looked up and asked him.
"Does it hurt?"
It was all a dream, and perhaps fate had been kind to him; he could boldly guess that she had feelings for him.
The gloom in my heart vanished without a trace, replaced by an overflowing joy.
"It hurts." His hand still ached, and he regretted it, regretting that he had been so angry and used so much force.
Upon hearing this, Yu Nian rubbed his fingers even more vigorously, breathing on them, until he suddenly pulled her close. In that instant when they were pressed together, she heard his heartbeat, and hers, pounding more and more urgently.
"Stop nagging me, I'm itching to get back it, I can't resist."
"I want a hug."
Yu Nian: ......
A passing waiter: ? ? ? ? What a perfect couple! I was just passing by…
Luo Sheng, eavesdropping: ...
He put his arm around her, and she didn't resist. He was satisfied, but he also became bolder.
He glanced at the person standing behind them who had witnessed everything, raised an eyebrow, and smiled at the newcomer.
He swept his gaze across her without any friendliness, but that one glance seemed to declare, "She is mine."
Despite the chilly wind, Song Ci's embrace made her feel incredibly hot all over.
The dance music outside had ended, and Yu Nian, hearing the sound, gently pushed Song Ci away.
"Alright, there are a lot of people watching. Let's go out first." After saying that, she pulled Song Ci to go out.
But when they turned around, they saw Luo Sheng standing in front of them, looking somewhat lost in thought.
Yu Nian frowned, her lips moving slightly: "Brother Luo Sheng, what are you doing here?"
Luo Sheng, who had inadvertently witnessed everything, felt a tightness in his chest. He didn't understand why this was happening. He only regarded Yu Nian as a younger sister. He clearly still cared about Bai Jiu, the woman in his heart. So why did his chest ache when he saw Yu Nian being affectionate with another man? Perhaps, as Fang Hao said, it was just that he wasn't used to it.
His throat suddenly felt dry. "I just happened to be passing by. I'm sorry, Yu Nian, for disturbing you."
Then he glanced at Song Ci, suppressed the bitterness in his mouth, and said, "Mr. Song, I have to take my leave now."
Song Ci was somewhat surprised, but still nodded politely to him.
I thought they would pester me relentlessly.
After everyone left, Song Ci grabbed Yu Nian's hand and led her to the center of the dance floor.
"Let's go, let's go dancing."
Yu Nian stared intently at the two tightly clasped hands, her face still flushed.
Tonight's events will definitely stir up some waves in this circle's tranquility. She understands that tonight is not just Song Ci's birthday celebration; he and his family are using various actions to show her and her family, and to this circle, that Song Ci really likes Yu Nian.
He made a silent yet powerful declaration: he was in love with her.
But what could she do? She wanted to wait; she wanted to give herself more time to think about the relationship. She just hoped that she wouldn't suffer the same crushing defeat in love as she had before.
She wanted to give her first love, and his first love, a perfect ending.
On the other side.
As soon as Luo Sheng stepped out of the Song residence, his phone buzzed with a message.
"Ah Sheng, I'm going back to China next month. Will you come to pick me up? I miss you so much, Ah Sheng."
The sender of the text message had not left a note, but Luo Sheng recognized it at a glance.
His hands trembled slightly as he tapped the phone screen, his eyes suddenly reddening as he stared at the number for a long time.
After all this time, she's finally willing to come back.
He gripped his phone tightly and walked out with heavy steps.
As I walked, I said to myself:
See, you still love baijiu; you haven't been swayed, have you?
The moment she returned, all his complaints crumbled. He remained immersed in the beautiful world of yesteryear, a world with her and him.
In this chaotic world, I still glimpsed your love.
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