He held his breath, watching Fu Yan's every move, as if Fu Yan's every gesture carried a fatal attraction, making him unable to look away, and even his breathing began to falter.
Fu Yan sang a song, his ambiguous gaze fixed on Xiao Xin.
With her affectionate gaze and captivating singing, Xiao Xin gradually succumbed to Fu Yan's relentless advances, her heart pounding like thunder.
Xiao Xin bit his lip, his chest heaving slightly, trying to suppress his urge to burst forth. His heart was screaming, but reason kept him calm.
It seems he lost this game...
After Fu Yan finished singing, he smiled and bowed, saying, "Thank you everyone!"
A wave of applause erupted from the audience, one wave higher than the next, deafeningly loud.
Under everyone's gaze, Fu Yan took Xiao Xin's hand and waved goodbye to leave the venue in a high-profile manner.
Before Xiao Xin could react, Fu Yan pulled her toward the back door.
After leaving the venue, Xiao Xin stopped and asked Fu Yan after making sure no one was around, "What are you doing out here?"
Fu Yan, holding his hand, stopped and turned to look at Xiao Xin: "I noticed that you didn't look too good just now..."
Xiao Xin frowned; his face began to flush the moment he met Fu Yan's gaze.
Fu Yan chuckled and reached out to pinch Xiao Xin's cheek: "See, I wasn't wrong, my face is even redder now. There are a lot of people in the venue and the air isn't very good, so I thought I'd bring you out for some fresh air."
If he stayed inside any longer, Fu Yan was afraid that more female admirers would ask Xiao Xin for her WeChat.
Xiao Xin looked down at their tightly clasped hands, bit her lip, and said, "Now, can you let go of me?"
Fu Yan had been leading Xiao Xin along the way, and Xiao Xin didn't want to expose him.
As soon as Fu Yan let go, he saw two girls following closely behind Xiao Xin, and his eyes grew increasingly dark.
They followed cautiously the whole way, and only after much difficulty did they muster the courage to approach and strike up a conversation. But when they looked up and saw Fu Yan's deep and dark eyes, their excited smiles instantly froze.
But she still mustered up her courage and stood behind Xiao Xin, asking timidly, "Senior, can I add you on WeChat?"
Xiao Xin turned around and saw the two girls looking shy, and instantly understood.
He was about to politely decline when Fu Yan pulled him to her side and spoke first: "Sorry, he doesn't have WeChat."
"Huh?" The two girls were stunned, and instantly felt a little embarrassed.
One of the girls glanced between Fu Yan and Xiao Xin, and driven by curiosity, she boldly pointed at Fu Yan and asked Xiao Xin, "Senior, who is he to you?"
Without hesitation, Xiao Xin blurted out, "My distant cousin..."
“Oh,” the two girls nodded thoughtfully, “Then…”
Fu Yan glanced at Xiao Xin with a complicated expression and snorted coldly, "I am not his brother."
After saying that, he released Xiao Xin's hand and turned to leave.
Xiao Xin caught a glimpse of the anger in Fu Yan's eyes. After politely declining the two girls' invitations, she jogged to catch up with Fu Yan and took his hand.
Their hands were intertwined, and Xiao Xin shook his hand, tilting her head and smiling at Fu Yan: "Jealous?"
Fu Yan snorted expressionlessly, "No."
"Pfft—" Xiao Xin chuckled softly, not exposing him.
After laughing, she took Fu Yan's hand and went into the convenience store next door.
Fu Yan felt a little nervous when he saw Xiao Xin holding his hand without any hesitation, wandering under the scrutinizing gazes of a group of people.
He didn't feel this way at all when he held Xiao Xin's hand, but when Xiao Xin took the initiative, his heart started pounding inexplicably, and it seemed to be getting worse.
Xiao Xin didn't even look at Fu Yan. He took two cans of beer to the front desk to pay the bill. Only when he was paying did Xiao Xin let go of Fu Yan and take out his phone to scan the QR code.
Fu Yan breathed a slight sigh of relief as he watched Xiao Xin release his hand.
The shopkeeper wrapped the package in a bag for Xiao Xin and handed it to her.
Xiao Xin smiled and accepted it, saying thank you.
Before Fu Yan could recover, Xiao Xin suddenly grabbed his hand again, and his heart jumped into his throat once more.
Fu Yan watched Xiao Xin's retreating figure and felt the warmth of his hand in her palm. Her heart was in turmoil; the feeling was strange and subtle...
It was as if something he had been waiting for for a long time had suddenly responded, or a flower he had been cultivating for a long time had suddenly bloomed overnight. That joy filled every cell of his body, and he was so excited that he wanted to hug Xiao Xin from behind immediately and melt him into his own bones.
A thin layer of sweat appeared on their palms as they clasped hands. In a corner where Fu Yan couldn't see, Xiao Xin smirked mischievously, thinking, "You little brat, you've finally met your match..."
Under the dim streetlights, the two walked one after the other, with Fu Yan following closely behind Xiao Xin, until they arrived at a playground.
The autumn night was chilly and the wind stung my face; this kind of weather was the worst thing to do for a date or a walk on the playground.
But Xiao Xin thought it would be cold at night, and this was the quietest place around, so she chose this spot.
He casually found a spot on the lawn to sit down and patted the empty seat next to him: "Sit."
Fu Yan didn't know what Xiao Xin wanted to do, but he still obediently sat down.
The two of them looked up and saw the podium. Below the podium was a running track. It was 8 p.m. and there were still people jogging, but not many.
The white light diffused, adding a touch of desolation to the silence of the night.
Xiao Xin popped open a bottle of beer with a "rip" and handed it to Fu Yan: "Have some to warm up."
Fu Yan took the beer and looked at his profile: "Why did you suddenly decide to come here for a drink?"
Xiao Xin opened his bottle, took a sip, and said, "I'm happy, celebrating."
Fu Yan pursed his lips and took a sip of wine. Fine, I'm jealous, you celebrate.
Xiao Xin smiled and glanced at his profile: "You did a great job on stage just now, you even stole my thunder. You must have put a lot of effort into preparing for this these past few days."
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