Being praised so suddenly caught Wei Yu off guard. She paused for three seconds, pursed her pink lips, and said shyly, "Thank you."
Ji Junyao added, "You looked very confident on stage."
Wei Yu: "..."
"You recognized me?"
Everyone was wearing masks and high heels, so they were all about the same height and had similar figures—all equally thin.
“Of course.” Ji Junyao raised his eyebrows and smiled slightly, his expression a little proud. “Even if you’re all wearing masks, I can still recognize you at a glance.”
When a person's image is deeply imprinted in your heart, even a mask cannot hide the burning intensity of that imprint.
Wei Yu was speechless and could only look away like a bewildered child, anxiously waiting for Ji Junyao to let go.
...
On her way back, Wei Yu didn't encounter anyone. The entire building was quiet. Even though no one broke in, her anxiety didn't lessen in the slightest. The burning heat on her forehead was a clear reminder of everything.
She scratched her hair to cover the burning sensation and quickened her pace back to her room.
"Weiyu, you're back! Where did you go? I couldn't find you anywhere."
Inside the room, Lan Qingyue was already awake, sitting cross-legged on the sofa with two cute cartoon cushions on her thighs. Her elbows were resting on the soft cushions, and she was holding a can of popcorn in one hand and popping golden kernels into her mouth with the other. A modern drama was playing on the TV.
"Oh, I just went out for a walk, it was too hot so I came back. Qingyue, how come you woke up so quickly?"
Wei Yu locked the door, walked over naturally, and sat down on the single sofa.
Lan Qingyue stuffed a few more popcorn kernels into her mouth, her cheeks puffed out like a greedy little hamster, which, incongruous with her overly charming face, actually made her look rather cute. "I guess I'm used to it. When I'm very sleepy but have things to do, I keep telling myself not to sleep too deeply, not to sleep too deeply, and then I wake up after a short while. Luckily, I didn't sleep in a bed and didn't remove my makeup, so I don't need to put on makeup when I get up. Now I'm just watching TV to pass the time."
To cover up his embarrassment, Wei Yu followed up on Lan Qingyue's topic, asking, "Oh, what's the name of this drama? Is it good?"
Lan Qingyue hadn't really paid attention to the title of the drama. She just happened to find it on the channel and thought the actors were quite good-looking, which suited her aesthetic. So she continued watching, her gaze shifting left and right. "It's called *****. I've watched a few clips, and it's alright. These days, TV dramas have pretty long titles."
The actors were all handsome or beautiful, but Lan Qingyue didn't recognize any of them.
"Weiyu, do you want some popcorn? I just found some in my suitcase, it's pretty crunchy, caramel flavored, it's delicious."
Lan Qingyue handed over a large jar of popcorn, which she had only eaten less than a fifth of.
Wei Yu doesn't really like snacks, but since Lan Qingyue has already offered them to her, it wouldn't be right to refuse her kindness directly. So she picked up a snack and said, "I'll just try one, thank you."
"You're welcome, no need to be so polite. By the way, I also have some dried meat and dried mango, would you like some?"
Lan Qingyue asked again.
During this period, Wei Yu has been staying at Lan Qingyue's place. Wei Yu's room has been vacated and turned into a craft room. The design drafts, paintbrushes, kraft paper, and fabrics on the table have to be temporarily placed on the bed.
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