Chapter 39 Turn around, I'll get it for you
After the stage performance, there was warm applause and cheers from the audience.
Lu Shijie stood nearby, his eyes wide in surprise, feeling as if he was being poached:
"Oh my god, Xilou, look, they're actually holding hands?!"
He Xilou glanced at him and said in a cold voice, "Shut up, I have eyes."
Lu Shijie didn't fail to notice his displeasure and continued to chatter:
"Let me tell you, when I was preparing backstage, I heard Shiyi praising that boy for his good looks! I even made some inquiries and found out they were in the same class..."
He Xilou's voice was barely perceptible with coldness: "You talk too much."
Lu Shijie: “…”
Uh, why do I always feel like there’s a sour smell in the air?
After the performance, posts about Meng Shiyi popped up like mushrooms on the forum:
[Found it! It's Meng Shiyi, a freshman majoring in Chinese Language and Literature, and our chairman's cousin!]
[Wow, she's so kind, like an angel! Last week, I couldn't move the buckets, so she came over to help me. She has a nice voice and a sweet smile. Even a straight woman like me fell head over heels in love with her [crying]]
[She's beautiful and kind-hearted, absolutely a campus beauty, okay?... I declare Meng Shiyi my goddess now! ! ! [drooling]]
[Every random screenshot is amazing. Oh my god, how can someone be so beautiful without makeup? I really want to get close to these beautiful ladies!!]
[I feel like she and the boy next to her are a good match~]
"Match? Match what?" Lu Shijie saw this forum comment and almost jumped up in anxiety.
As the stage performance ended and the audience left, the lights gradually dimmed.
He Xilou looked over casually.
Meng Shiyi was wearing white high heels, which made it inconvenient for her to go down the stairs. Song Wenzhou took the initiative to extend his hand and helped her down the stairs in a gentlemanly manner.
Quite close.
He was laughing quite happily.
He Xilou did not look away, his pupils were filled with unclear meaning, like a bottomless abyss under the sea, surging with complex emotions.
After a long time, he turned around and left.
Lu Shijie stretched his neck and said, "Hey, hey, where are you going? Aren't you going to watch it with me? I heard the next show is pretty cool!"
He Xilou: "Not interested."
“…” Lu Shijie was silent.
Then why are you here to look at the yarn?
He didn't know if it was an illusion, but Lu Shijie always felt that the temperature around him had dropped sharply, and the air was chilly...
After Meng Shiyi finished her performance, she lifted her skirt and went backstage, where she sat down to organize her things.
Xu Qingqing and Sheng Wan tagged her crazily in the dormitory group.
[sunny晴: You're such a fairy! Someone on the forum has already dubbed you the campus goddess! [love]]
Wanwan: I remember she was wearing super bright makeup, so why is she on stage without makeup? Anyway, she looks super, super beautiful. My baby is the most beautiful tonight! @孟诗意]
Is she really that fairy?
Meng Shiyi lowered her eyes and sent kissing emoticons to the two of them.
There aren't many people around here.
Song Wenzhou sat next to her, pursed his lips, and said in a gentle voice:
"I was a little nervous on stage just now and almost made a mistake in reading it."
Meng Shiyi raised her head and smiled gently: "Everyone performed very well this time, including you, squad leader."
Song Wenzhou looks good, is usually gentle and polite, and speaks and behaves in a generous and polite manner. It is very easy and comfortable to chat with him.
Meng Shiyi was chatting with him when suddenly a shadow loomed over her.
The sofa beside me collapsed, and the familiar cold pine scent swept over me.
Her heart skipped a beat and she immediately turned to look.
He Xilou was sitting beside her, his long legs lazily crossed, a nonchalant smile on his lips:
"It was a pleasant conversation."
He tilted his head slightly, his eyes full of interest: "Want to chat together?"
“…” The atmosphere suddenly became weird.
At this time, a student happened to call Song Wenzhou to help move things.
Song Wenzhou quickly stood up and said, "Meng Shiyi, I'm leaving first. See you next time."
"Okay, bye." Meng Shiyi waved.
After Song Wenzhou left, the surroundings suddenly fell into silence, with only two people left on the sofa.
He Xilou's dark eyes were glancing at her, his long eyelashes casting a small shadow under his eyes, making him look even more mysterious and ambiguous.
Meng Shiyi's breathing rate changed, and she unconsciously tightened her fingertips and asked softly:
"Brother Xilou, why are you here?"
He's not going on stage to perform, so why is he backstage for no reason?
Although He Xilou usually seemed to be uninterested and aloof, he seemed a little unhappy now...
"It's too noisy outside, come sit here for a while."
He Xilou was lying on the sofa, exuding an unrestrained and uninhibited aura, and looking very relaxed.
Meng Shiyi deliberately avoided his sight.
I feel it’s noisy, but I can actually go back to the dormitory.
She didn't ask any more questions, but pursed her lips slightly, afraid of disturbing He Xilou's rest. Just as she stood up to leave, he grabbed her hand.
The man's burning body temperature spread from his fingertips, continuously transmitted to his heart and spread to every corner of his body, causing waves of numbness like an electric current.
!!
Meng Shiyi's breathing stopped for a moment and her brain froze for two seconds.
Her eyes were evasive, and they seemed to be filled with shallow spring water. She looked at him in confusion, and her voice was soft: "What's wrong?"
He Xilou lowered his eyes and glanced at her hand lightly.
The girl's right hand is white and beautiful, with her nails trimmed neatly and cleanly, like a tender willow branch in spring, delicate and soft to hold.
The hand that Song Wenzhou had just held was this one.
Just two or three seconds.
He Xilou suddenly let go of his hand and spoke slowly, his tone indifferent:
"Why, you're leaving as soon as I get here?"
"No," Meng Shiyi shook her head and pointed to the dressing room next to her, explaining tepidly, "I'm going inside to change clothes."
This is a rented dress. It's very expensive.
"Okay." He Xilou leaned back slightly on the sofa, his eyelids drooping, making it impossible to discern his emotions. "Go ahead."
The changing room is right next to it, separated by a black curtain, and the space inside is very small.
Meng Shiyi lifted the curtain, brought in her usual casual clothes, and carefully hooked the zipper on her back.
This dress is exquisite and perfect, with almost no flaws, except for the zipper, which was a bit stuck when I put it on, and now I can't take it off.
She didn't dare to use too much force, and after trying repeatedly for a few minutes, her arms became sore.
Suddenly, the zipper got caught in a piece of long hair.
"hiss…"
Meng Shiyi felt pain and couldn't help but let out a soft whimper, which was particularly obvious in the silent space.
"What's wrong?"
He Xilou's voice came from outside the curtain.
Meng Shiyi whispered, "The zipper of my dress...is stuck..."
"You want me to help you?" He Xilou's voice was magnetic, with a slightly drawn-out ending, as if it contained little hooks, sexy and alluring.
Meng Shiyi hesitated for a few seconds and quietly poked her head out.
Only after confirming that there was no one nearby did he dare to lift the curtain and let He Xilou in.
He Xilou was tall, and as he walked in, the already narrow space became even more cramped, and even the air was filled with his warm and unique scent.
Meng Shiyi looked up and met the man's sharp and deep eyes, and her heartbeat was suddenly disrupted.
A wave of regret suddenly surged in her heart. She shrank her neck and quietly took a half step back.
"How about just forget it? I'll ask my roommate to help me..."
The next second, there was no time to react.
He Xilou suddenly took a step closer to her, his dark eyes like a mysterious whirlpool, as if staring at his prey, his voice slightly hoarse:
"Turn around, I'll do it for you."
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