Chapter 25 Give Me a Kiss
He has never been interested in these kinds of lively games, but today he surprisingly agreed.
Song Zhiwei initially wanted to wave her hand in refusal.
But Mo Huaizhi wouldn't let her off the hook, and kept trying to persuade her.
"Come on, come on, it's not a difficult thing, just consider it as adding to the fun."
Unable to refuse and unwilling to spoil everyone's fun, she could only sit down with a blush on her face.
Qiao Yiqing had clearly played this game many times before; her movements were so practiced that it seemed she had rehearsed it countless times.
She washed the cards and gently placed them in the center of the table.
Then he picked up the empty glass bottle on the table and said with a smile.
"Come on, who wants to spin first?"
The bottle on the table was flicked, spun around a few times, and then slowly slowed down.
Finally, the bottle stopped on Mo Huaizhi.
"Huaizhi, draw a card."
Qiao Yiqing reached out and handed over the cards.
Mo Huaizhi pulled out the top card and unfolded it to take a look.
He then read the words aloud.
When was your first time?
"Wow!"
The people around immediately started to jeer.
Laughter and whistles filled the air, instantly enlivening the entire private room.
Mo Huaizhi, on the other hand, was quite composed.
He smiled and answered calmly.
Seventeen years old.
"So early? They're not even adults yet!"
Some people exclaimed in exaggerated surprise, their tone full of mockery.
He laughed and cursed.
"Stop talking nonsense, you're all waiting, it'll be your turn to cry."
After saying that, he turned the bottle around again.
His movements were swift and agile, his eyes full of amusement.
The game went on round after round, filled with laughter, and the questions became increasingly daring.
Suddenly, the bottle spun around on the table for a while before finally coming to a slow stop.
The bottle's mouth pointed directly at Sheng Tingzhou.
Everyone was taken aback, and then all eyes turned to him.
Sheng Tingzhou remained calm and composed.
He reached his long, slender fingers into the deck, casually drew a card, and got one.
The card only had one line written on it: "Do you have a crush on someone?"
Mo Huaizhi, with his sharp eyes, immediately leaned over to take a look.
He then grinned and read it aloud.
"Haha, Tingzhou has a crush on someone? Impossible! Ever since he was a child, there have been so many people who like him that there's a long line of them. Back in school, I was so tired of collecting love letters for him."
Others joined in the joke.
"That's an absurd question. Someone like Tingzhou is someone who's too busy having crushes on others to even think about having a crush on someone else."
The Sheng family has a strong background, and Sheng Tingzhou himself is outstanding.
She's the center of attention wherever she goes.
He only needs a glance to want someone; how could he possibly have a crush on someone else?
To everyone else, this was practically a fantasy.
Sheng Tingzhou lowered his eyes indifferently and glanced at the woman beside him.
Song Zhiwei was taking a sip of wine with her head down.
Her expression was indifferent, as if the topic had nothing to do with her.
His voice was calm, yet it reached everyone's ears clearly.
"have."
The private room fell silent for two seconds, and even the background music seemed to have been paused.
Mo Huaizhi's eyes widened suddenly, so shocked he almost jumped off his chair.
"Holy crap!"
"Really?"
Some people asked in disbelief.
Everyone turned around and stared at Sheng Tingzhou in surprise.
It felt like I was meeting him for the first time.
Song Zhiwei's hand holding the cup also paused.
She couldn't help but look up at the man.
Sheng Tingzhou, who was always calm and aloof, as if standing on a cloud looking down on all living beings.
She always felt that things like having a crush only happened to sensitive and insecure people like her.
Sheng Tingzhou, born at the top and shining brightly, how could he also have someone he couldn't have?
Sheng Tingzhou put the card back on the table.
He spoke casually, a faint smile playing on his lips.
"I'm not an idol that everyone likes. How could everyone be attracted to me? There are many people in this world who like me, but there are also quite a few who don't."
"Who is it? Who actually dislikes our Brother Yu?"
Mo Huaizhi pointed at Sheng Tingzhou, his eyes wide open.
"You're the most composed, handsome, and charismatic among us. Who can resist you? Seriously, who is it? Tell me and I'll teach him a lesson for you!"
Even Zhou Yuze, who usually doesn't like to get involved, couldn't help but raise his head.
Sheng Tingzhou smiled slightly, his eyes calm.
I won't tell you.
The four words were spoken lightly, yet they carried an unwavering certainty that left no room for doubt.
"Okay, I know you're tight-lipped."
Mo Huaizhi shrugged helplessly and reached out to turn the glass bottle in the center of the table again.
The bottle traces an arc under the light.
After spinning a few times, the speed gradually slowed down.
Finally, with a "whoosh," the bottle mouth pointed steadily at Zhou Yuce.
"Draw a card! Draw a card!"
Qiao Yiqing's eyes lit up, as if she had been waiting for this moment.
She immediately pulled a deck of cards from the pile and handed it over with a smile.
"Young Zhou, are you ready for the choice that will shape your life?"
Zhou Yuce rubbed his forehead, somewhat helpless.
He casually picked up a card, turned it over, and his pupils contracted slightly.
The card clearly stated:
Kissing someone you like in public.
The air seemed to freeze instantly.
The next second:
Wow!
Screams immediately erupted inside the house.
Qiao Yiqing covered her already flushed face.
She lowered her head, smiling shyly.
"This...this is way too direct."
Song Zhiwei unconsciously clenched the wine glass in her hand.
The noise around her and the card with the punishment written on it pierced her heart like needles.
"Give me a kiss, give me a kiss!"
All eyes were on Zhou Yuze and Qiao Yiqing.
Zhou Yuce paused slightly in the hand holding the card.
He looked at Song Zhiwei in the corner.
She was staring blankly at him.
His eyes held shock, and a hint of emotion he couldn't decipher.
The moment their eyes met, she seemed to be jolted awake.
He quickly forced a smile and clapped and cheered.
But it felt like a crack had suddenly appeared in my chest, and waves of sourness surged up and rushed straight to the tip of my nose.
My eyes also felt dry and sore.
She pinched her palm hard, using the pain to remind herself.
She couldn't lose her composure, couldn't cry, and couldn't let anyone see that she cared.
Zhou Yuze put down the card, his movements so slow it was as if he were saying goodbye.
He turned his head to look at Qiao Yiqing.
She was looking up at him, her eyes sparkling with shyness and joy.
He sighed softly, then bent down.
The moment their lips touched, the surrounding area erupted in chaos.
Song Zhiwei watched all of this silently.
She watched as he gently cradled Qiao Yiqing's face, his movements incredibly tender;
Seeing that Qiao Yiqing didn't shy away from it, she wrapped her arms around his neck.
Their cheeks drew closer and closer, and their kiss deepened.
She put down her wine glass, stood up, and without saying a word, quickly walked out of the private room.
It was a winter night outside.
The cold wind stung my face like a knife, making my skin ache.
The flickering light cast dappled shadows on the ground, creating a desolate and unsettling atmosphere.
It was as if the whole world had sunk into a silent abyss.
She flagged down a car on the side of the road, opened the door, and got into the passenger seat.
After fastening her seatbelt, she looked down, took out her phone, and swiped her finger across the screen.
Open the chat window with Sheng Tingzhou.
She stared at the screen for a few seconds, her fingertips trembling slightly, before finally typing out a line:
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