The daytime sleeper turned his head as if he didn't see it.
She was surrounded by her familiar friends, laughing and making noises. The singer on the stage sang the songs she loved so much that she played them on repeat. He created all the attention, as if he wanted to hold her high as the most precious thing and do everything in his power to make her happy.
If it was the daytime nap three years ago, I would be deeply moved.
If I hadn't known him before, I would have probably fallen in love.
Shi Wang said to her: "Do you want to change seats with me? I can hear you talking from this side of my ear."
Xiaomian glanced at his left ear and said, "No need."
As soon as she finished speaking, the drone above the stage poured down a rain of flowers, and red rose petals floated all over the sky, fluttering in the evening breeze.
Zhuo Mian raised her eyes unexpectedly, and a rose petal slid down her nose, passed by her lips, and landed on Shi Wang's clothes.
The man stared at her with scorching eyes, his neck muscles undulating and his Adam's apple moving.
Zhuomian had no doubt that he would kiss her in public the next second, even though the big screen was pointing at them.
Zhang Shuang looked up at them on the big screen, her eyes slightly red.
In fact, the big screen did not intentionally only shoot them, but their position was too forward and their appearance was outstanding, so they were particularly conspicuous among the crowd.
Zhuomian reached for the water, unscrewed the cap and took a sip.
Shi Wang kept looking at her.
The last person to appear on stage was a singer with a lot of experience. His songs were very popular and almost everyone had heard them.
The whole audience was shocked by the chorus, singing the songs that Zhou Mian liked.
The dazzling lights of the stage shone on the singer's handsome face. Before the last song began, he walked up to Daytime Sleep and interacted with her: "Hello, Miss Daytime Sleep."
The other party's tone was quite friendly, as if he was talking to a child at home.
Xiaomian smiled and said, "Hello."
The singer smiled and wished: "I hope you sleep during the day and slay demons at night, realize your ambitions, and be happy every day."
Zhu Mian had been listening to his songs since she was little. She smiled and said, "Okay."
Shi Wang also smiled faintly.
When the show ended, everyone was still reluctant to leave and the crowd rushed out, but Zhu Mian and Shi Wang sat there without moving.
The night is too confusing, and there is an ambiguous atmosphere faintly surging.
Lumian got up and said, "I'm leaving."
Shi Wang asked softly, "Are you happy today?"
Xiaomian said calmly: "It's okay."
Shi Wang lowered his eyes and smiled faintly. He stood up, picked up her bag and coat, and said, "Let's go."
The two walked side by side, her slender arm brushed against his fingertips, and the lingering warmth lingered for a long time.
Shi Wang held her hand, and she did not struggle.
The streets gradually became quiet, the department store had closed, and other stores also turned off their lights one after another.
Shi Wang stopped and looked at her under the streetlight, his eyes full of tenderness: "This concert belongs to you. You don't need to accommodate other people's aesthetic tastes."
Sleepy looked at him.
Shi Wang held her slightly cold hand and said, "If you wish, everything you face in the future will be yours alone. I dare not say that I can make everything smooth sailing for you, but I will do everything I can for you."
Xiaomen just laughed slowly: "Oh."
She withdrew her hand, rubbed it on her clothes as if she had been touched by a dog, glanced around casually, and did not respond to his feelings directly: "Is there any restaurant that is not closed now? I want to eat."
She looked up and around, and Shi Wang felt that she looked like a small mushroom, inexplicably cute.
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