32 Kiss
◎Your fiancée is keeping a very strict control over you.◎
There was a sudden silence all around.
Everyone looked at Liang Youwei, then at Shao Yue. As they stared at each other, one of the parties involved suddenly spoke.
"It's Brother Shao Yue."
The moment she saw him clearly, Liang Youwei's mind cleared up a little, and her heartbeat involuntarily quickened. She silently clenched her fingers, then feigned composure the next second as she pulled a strawberry-flavored Pocky from the box.
She jokingly said, "Is my brother going to drink whiskey in front of me?"
It was still her usual coquettish tone, maybe because she was a little tipsy from drinking, but it sounded different from usual to my ears.
It's smooth and sweet, like drinking a glass of high-proof cherry wine.
Shao Yue didn't meet her gaze, but looked away slightly, his throat rolling softly: "Weiwei, come sit here."
This means tacit consent.
Suddenly, cheers broke out from the crowd watching the show.
"Brother Shao Yue, is this your first time having intimate contact with a girl in public?"
"Our Weiwei is the same. Besides, Second Brother Shao has a lot of girlfriends, so he definitely doesn't care about this. No matter how you look at it, Youwei is the one who suffers."
"Yao Yu, why did you insist on a five-millimeter limit? Doesn't that mean you're just kissing her? Aren't you afraid Qin Zhen will cause you trouble? Seriously."
The surroundings were extremely noisy, but Liang Youwei felt that the only thing that was deafening was her own heartbeat.
"Don't be afraid." Shao Yue gently rubbed the tip of her ear as if to coax her, and amidst the louder cheering, he leaned close to her ear and said, "Trust me, I won't really kiss you."
"...Really?" Liang Youwei couldn't see her ears which were red as if they were dripping with blood. She just followed his movements and handed him the slender pocky in her hand.
But if that person is Brother Shao Yue, it doesn't seem to matter if he really kisses him.
Shao Yue moved the sweet-smelling pocky to their fingertips and whispered, "Hmm."
When the biscuit was about to be touched, the man suddenly stopped, raised his eyelids, and asked knowingly: "Will Qin Zhen care?"
Liang Youwei looked into his bottomless black eyes, her heart beating like a drum, and whispered: "It shouldn't be... It's just a little game."
She enunciated her words with great force.
Is it just a small game?
"I hope so."
Shao Yue lowered his eyelids, bit one end, then raised his eyes again and signaled the person opposite him.
Liang Youwei grasped the edge of her skirt, moved closer tentatively, slowly opened her mouth, and bit the other end with her face tilted.
As the distance between them shortened, their breaths gradually intertwined, the scent of cherry wrapped in the scent of vanilla, becoming ambiguous.
Liang Youwei couldn't help but want to see what was in his heart.
She had always thought that Shao Yue was handsome, with affectionate and gentle peach blossom eyes, a high but not protruding nose, and even the folds of his double eyelids were more delicate and beautiful than those of others.
This was the first time she was so close to Shao Yue.
It turns out his eyelashes are that long too.
It felt like something was cooking in my heart, bubbling and gurgling.
But being too close also had its drawbacks. Liang Youwei could clearly see Shao Yue's eyes. There was no shyness, no smile, and no other emotion she wanted to see. Only the cold indifference of a businesslike attitude and gentleness towards his sister.
He was practically embracing her, but why was there no emotion on his face? Was her attraction to him always zero?
Liang Youwei didn't want to see him being so calm and unreasonably angry towards her, so she simply closed her eyes.
Out of sight, out of mind.
Holding her soft cheek with his broad, long fingers, Shao Yue never closed his eyes. He just stared at her without hesitation and swallowed the tasteless pocky firmly and slowly.
Reason and emotion were fighting each other, and the palm-sized cookies were quickly eaten up.
The tips of their noses were already touching, getting closer and closer. The rosy lips were perhaps only a centimeter away from him, but Shao Yue stopped all movement at this moment.
Liang Youwei probably can't bear the consequences after tonight.
Whether it was moral pressure or practical factors, he had already been unclean for a long time, but she was not.
Reason seemed to have triumphed once again.
So he let go of his hand, pressed her shoulder instead, and turned his face to the side. Shao Yue restrained the strength of his hand, slowly lowered his eyes, and at the same time locked up all his true emotions.
"I accept the punishment."
After saying this, Shao Yue stood up and, without anyone's reminder, opened the whiskey himself. In front of everyone's surprised gaze, he filled ten glasses, apparently intending to drink them all himself.
Liang Youwei opened her eyes and watched him drink the whiskey silently, her heart sinking into the cold ocean.
Shao Yue would rather drink ten glasses of liquor with an alcohol content higher than the normal threshold than put on a fake show with himself.
Is the girl in his heart so important? But if she is so important, why does he accept everyone who comes?
Why...can't she be there from the beginning to the end?
Liang Youwei gritted her teeth, her long nails digging into the tender white flesh, stood up, and walked out of the box without hesitation.
At this point, the video stopped playing and finally froze on Liang Youwei's back as she left.
Another message came from the other side: "It seems that, Qin Zhen, your dear girlfriend doesn't seem to value the relationship with you very much."
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Maybe it was because she drank a lot of wine tonight, Liang Youwei's dream was also drunk and bizarre, with the red and blue filters like in old movies, and a certain picture flashed like a montage.
She actually dreamed about what happened in junior high school again.
She was fifteen and Shao Yue was eighteen at that time.
Liang Youwei never thought that it was wrong for her to like Shao Yue.
Shao Yue is handsome, generous, good at playing cards and driving cars, and can speak nice words effortlessly. It is normal for girls to like him.
The only thing that seemed a little off was her age. She was too young at the time, too young to be considered liking someone. Plus, she had always been stubborn and would never admit she liked someone, so no one thought she had any feelings for Shao Yue.
But Liang Youwei knew very well that she just liked Shao Yue, this brother who had countless rumored girlfriends and frequented dance parties and the world of Vanity Fair.
The scene in the dream was so real. The slightly noisy cicadas kept chirping, and the wind blowing in her face was mixed with the fragrance of the flowers in the flower baskets in the corridor, which were her favorite little roses.
Twenty-one-year-old Liang Youwei felt fifteen again, her steps leaping with joy. Once again, forgetting everything, she bounded towards where he was, like a moth to a flame.
"The second young master's peach blossoms can overwhelm the entire class," someone sighed, not knowing whether it was envy or ridicule, "How many times has this happened this month?"
"It's none of your business how many times it happens, understand?" His voice rose slightly with a smile, and the young man was full of vigor. "If you have time to think about these things, you might as well practice your billiards."
Liang Youwei carefully poked her head out from behind the door, scanned the classroom, and quickly locked onto her target.
He is so handsome that you don't have to look for him deliberately.
"But you should give me some space. We agreed last time that you would give me three balls."
Hearing his friend's complaints, Shao Yue seemed to smile helplessly. He leaned back with his shoulders folded, and replied lazily: "Who would have thought you would be so useless? Even if you give the ball, you still have a chance."
"Forget about the ball issue. At least turn around and see who's behind you."
Liang Youwei, who was secretly peeking, was finally discovered. Her heart skipped a beat and she subconsciously took a few steps back, wanting to turn around quickly and pretend to pass by.
But Shao Yue called her.
"Weiwei, why don't you come over?"
He stood up and walked towards him, and naturally a large group of people followed him.
Shao Yue has a kind of pleasing charm, and it seems that both men and women are willing to follow him for no reason.
Perhaps it was because he caught a glimpse of the fleeting beads of sweat on her forehead that Shao Yue took out a small tissue from his pocket, bent down obediently, and carefully wiped the sweat off her face. "Did you run here? You can send me a message later and I'll come find you."
"Why did you come here suddenly today? What's the matter?"
Liang Youwei's ears were filled with red clouds, and she heard her own voice, which was much softer than usual: "Well, it's nothing, actually. There's just a dance party in a few days. I wanted to ask if you are free, brother. I'm still short of a dance partner..."
In order to conceal her true feelings and prevent others from guessing the truth, she immediately looked up and added: "After all, Brother Shao Yue is the best dancer, better than my eldest brother."
A righteous look.
Shao Yue was amused by her. He casually placed his warm, dry palm on the top of her head and gently rubbed it. "Of course I'm free. I dare not refuse the princess' invitation."
Human beings are easily carried away by success, especially Liang Youwei, who is not very good at hiding things.
"Really? But why did I hear that Brother Shao Yue is in love again? He and his girlfriend are in love, will she agree to you dancing with me?"
When Liang Youwei thought of the recent rumors, her words began to sound sour.
"yes."
But the boy in front of her didn't seem to want to coax her. Instead, he raised his lips amid the gossipy glances around him and thought seriously: "Since Weiwei knows that brother is in a relationship, why did you still come to dance with me? Aren't you afraid that sister will be angry with you?"
Liang Youwei couldn't help but be stunned, and then, embarrassment came over her, her nose suddenly felt sore, and her eyes became misty.
Is he really in a relationship? Didn't they just break up not long ago? Why is he back together again so soon...
"No, Shao Yue, Youwei is about to cry!" The brother who had been enjoying the show noticed her abnormality and quickly patted the person on the shoulder, "Please put away your evil intentions and stop teasing the child!"
Seeing Liang Youwei really started to cry, Shao Yue was also shocked. He wiped her tears helplessly and said, "Brother is just teasing you. I don't have a girlfriend, and no one is mean to you. Don't cry."
Liang Youwei didn't want to cry in public at all, but she couldn't control herself and turned her head away sobbing: "Why are you scaring me on purpose..."
"I'm sorry, Weiwei. Brother really didn't mean it."
Shao Yue had no choice but to bend down and apologize neatly.
One of the brothers couldn't help himself and turned around, bending over with silent laughter. After laughing enough, he came back and approached Shao Yue, who was still whispering to him, and teased him, "Wow, Second Young Master, your fiancée is keeping you under such strict control. Are you so good at coaxing people?"
On weekdays, you never comfort us when we are beaten up.
When those three words entered Liang Youwei's eardrum, she even forgot about the grievances and looked stunned.
Shao Yue frowned deeply, losing his usual nonchalant look. He sternly denied, "Don't talk nonsense. There's no such thing as a fiancée. You didn't let me tease the child, but you did it yourself."
"Yes, yes, you still have Bai Yueguang." The brothers didn't care much about this solemnity and said with a smile: "Let's not tease her anymore, okay?"
After they finished speaking to him, they looked at Liang Youwei again and said seriously: "Don't worry, Weiwei, you can invite your brother Shao Yue to dance as much as you want in the next few years. Before this guy is with Bai Yueguang, no girlfriend will be mean to you."
As if something hit her heart, Liang Youwei looked up at Shao Yue, expecting him to refute "Bai Yueguang's" remarks, but he didn't.
He tacitly acknowledged that such a person existed.
The feeling of suffocation came again, and Liang Youwei suddenly woke up from her sleep. She sat up suddenly, covered her chest tightly, and breathed heavily.
But soon, she realized another fact.
Just by listening to the breathing sounds, it seemed like I was not the only one in this room.
Her whole body suddenly felt a chill, and she slowly raised her eyes following the sound of breathing, and saw Qin Zhen sitting beside the bed.
I don’t know when it came, nor do I know what emotions are hidden under that expressionless face.
"Did you have a nightmare, Weiwei?" She could only hear Qin Zhen's voice, as cold as broken jade and floating ice. "Did you dream about Shao Yue, or me?"
【Author’s words】
When Weiwei was fifteen, Shao Yue didn't like her. At that time, Shao Yue didn't have anyone he liked, and "White Moonlight" will explain it later.
Now we have finally come to my favorite part hahahaha, dark XP explosion!
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