How on earth did she offend the devil incarnation? Zong Weihuai looked at Yan Shiying who was still trembling slightly, and was really curious.
Yan Shiying was still hiding by his side, her thin shoulders trembling slightly, like a wounded beast subconsciously seeking support from someone she trusted, shivering weakly and stubbornly...
When she stopped her, her eyes were wet and bright, as if carrying all the hope and dependence, Zong Weihuai slowly lowered her eyes, her eyes fell on her hand with white knuckles, and she didn't speak.
He told himself that he only offered Qi Haoran a helping hand for the sake of Qi Haoran's face.
So as soon as the people left, he said lightly, "They have already left."
His voice has returned to the alienation, indifference and coldness that he used to reject people thousands of miles away.
Yan Shiying rolled her eyes, as if she had just come back to her senses, her teardrop face suddenly forced a smile at her, "Thank you, thank you."
It's just that her hand was still clutching the corner of his clothes, as if she was still in shock.
Zong Weihuai noticed that there was still an extremely clear red mark on her slender wrist, which was obviously left after being treated roughly.
The red marks that had begun to turn blue were extremely obvious on the snow-white skin, and the thick finger marks covering the entire wrist were a bit dazzling. Suddenly, it was like a small stone was thrown on the lake, causing slight ripples in his heart.
Zong Weihuai looked at her for a moment, then said lightly, "I'll take you to Xiao Qi."
Yan Shiying shook her head immediately, "No need, I'm fine." As if to prove her point, she took off her glasses and wiped her eyes in a panic, the smile on her face seemed to be crying but not laughing.
Seeing her seemingly avoiding attitude, Zong Weihuai lowered his eyes and did not speak. 818 novels
His silence seemed to have caused Yan Shiying to misunderstand something. While wiping away her tears, she helped him tidy up the corners of his clothes that she was clutching, and kept saying sorry to him.
After being caressed by her, the crumpled corner of his clothes was pulled down again, distorting half of his collar, but she still raised her head and smiled at him with a silly and timid smile.
"I'll be leaving first, there is still today's matter, can I ask you not to tell Qi Haoran."
Zong Weihuai was slightly taken aback, seeing her folded hands and did not answer.
Won't you tell Qi Haoran
Yan Shiying seemed to be very relieved of him, and waved goodbye to him before he could say yes.
He was finally convinced that she seemed to trust him inexplicably, and the source of the change seemed to be the conversation in the lounge that day.
Zong Weihuai lowered his head, he didn't know what he thought of, and suddenly pinched the corner of his clothes that had recovered to be flat.
And right behind where they were talking, a figure stopped for a moment, and turned to leave until Yan Shiying walked away.
Looking at the red marks on her wrists that Cheng Mobei and the others had scratched, Yan Shiying lowered her head and wiped her tears indifferently.
Zong Weihuai and the others may not know that tears are just weapons for the weak.
Although I don't know what's going on with Cheng Mobei's madness, and he just recklessly targeted her when he came out of the confinement, but Yan Shiying will naturally not be unprepared after experiencing it once.
In the eyes of some people in the academy, Cheng Mobei's identity is the nephew of the political commissar of District A, but Yan Shiying knows that in the original novel, he is just the licking dog of the heroine Qin Nianzhi.
Although she has nothing to do with Qin Nianzhi, she still has the identity of the masked man Mint, so she sifts through the information, selects the information that Cheng Mobei will be interested in, and spreads it anonymously on the forum.
In addition, Yan Shiying is also ready to meet Cheng Mobei in the next few days. But to her surprise, Cheng Mobei hasn't moved much these days.
Just to conform to the experience of the previous few days, Yan Shiying has been very depressed these days.
When Lu Li came out to breathe, he took out a cigarette from his pocket. As soon as he lit the cigarette, he saw Yan Shiying passing by, followed by Qi Haoran, who was talking to her in a low voice with a smile.
He squinted at the way Yan Shiying raised her head and talked to Qi Haoran, and didn't even notice that the cigarette ash fell on her fingers. It wasn't until the two separated, and Qi Haoran turned and walked away, that he threw the recently lit cigarette on the ground and crushed it vigorously with his feet.
He raised his foot and walked towards Yan Shiying. Only when she reached Yan Shiying's line of sight, did she see a sudden change in her face.
The smile that was hanging on the corner of her mouth quickly disappeared, she glanced at him anxiously, then quickly changed her route and walked in the opposite direction from him.
Before Lu Li could even make a sound, Yan Shiying buried her head and walked faster and faster, and soon turned into a side path, and she was no longer seen.
She was completely different from the girl who was defenseless and unscrupulous in front of him last time.
Lu Li stood there for a while, then suddenly sneered.
Yan Shiying walked halfway, and after confirming that Lu Li hadn't caught up, she slowly stopped and let out a breath.
She casually glanced aside, and saw Qin Muxu and Qin Nianzhi walking side by side, they were talking and laughing along the garden path.
Qin Nianzhi didn't speak much, but listened more to what Qin Muxu had to say to him. Occasionally, he was amused by her, so he covered his lips and smiled lowly, and then Qin Muxu also looked at her and laughed, and there was something flickering in her eyes.
When Qin Nianzhi turned his head, Qin Muxu suddenly suppressed his smile, and quickly looked in Yan Shiying's direction.
Yan Shiying was caught off guard by him, but a timid smile appeared on his face unhurriedly, and then he turned and left as if nothing had happened.
But in his heart, he was faintly thinking that according to his progress, he might not be able to catch up with Qin Nianzhi until the year of the monkey.
Qi Haoran had an important meeting in the afternoon and left before noon.
Unable to go to Zong Weihuai's lounge, Yan Shiying found a secluded flower pavilion as usual after lunch.
The weather was very suitable for sleeping, and Yan Shiying was drowsy with a book in her arms.
After replying to the text message, she took off her glasses and put them aside, closed her eyes and took a nap.
Feeling something fell on her while half dreaming and half awake, Yan Shiying opened her eyes slightly, and saw a clumsy and cute doll standing in front of her, looking at her with its head wobbly.
But after a moment of daze, she soon realized the reason. Thinking of the text message Qiao Nianjiao sent to herself, Yan Shiying couldn't help laughing inwardly.
"Jiaojiao?" Yan Shiying rubbed her eyes and stretched, "Is the matter of the student union not over yet? Why didn't you wake me up when I fell asleep?"
She spread her hand towards him very naturally: "Help me take off my glasses."
The doll was silent for a while, then obediently handed the glasses to her.
Yan Shiying took the glasses without putting them on, but stuck them on the neckline, and then she patted the side of her side for him to sit beside her.
After he sat down, she leaned into his arms extremely skillfully, wrapped her slender arms around him and started chatting with him.
The doll froze for a moment, then slowly rested its paws on her arms, as if adjusting to her intimate position.
Yan Shiying suddenly put her chin on his furry shoulder, looked up at him, "By the way, guess who I saw just now?"
Before he could answer, Yan Shiying sighed, "It's Lu Li."
The doll paused for a moment, then looked over with its head wobbly.
"Do you remember what I told you about him before?"
The person covered by the doll couldn't see any expression, but nodded slowly.
"He is probably the last person I want to meet now. Every time I see him, I feel terrified... But I don't know why, I can always meet him these days..."
"The next time I see him, I must run far away. I don't want something like..."
Yan Shiying frowned and muttered softly, the last sentence she said was very light, Lu Li raised his heart, trying to hear what she said clearly, but through a thick layer of doll clothes, her The voice was too soft, only vague words could be heard.
It was rare for Lu Li to be a little anxious, and wanted to ask her what she said just now, but because of the role she was playing at the moment, he could only say nothing.
The topic of Yan Shiying has turned to Tang Bingchuan. Speaking of Tang Bingchuan, she praised his advantages and virtues without hesitation, and her praise was beyond words.
Lu Li was still thinking in secret, but gradually he noticed the appreciation in her words, and his eyes moved to the smile on her face.
Tang Bingchuan? The one who beat him and Zong Weihuai in the simulation match
A doubt popped up in my mind, when did they have such a good relationship
At this moment, Yan Shiying suddenly raised her eyes and smiled slyly at him.
"By the way, we haven't decided the winner last time, have we?"
While Lu Li was still in a daze, he saw Yan Shiying stretched out his hand unexpectedly, covering his chest.
Through a layer of doll clothes, Lu Li clearly felt her hands groping unscrupulously on his chest muscles, and then hesitantly confirmed on his Yimapingchuan chest.
not good…
Lu Li's face changed, and he wanted to retreat, but it was too late.
Yan Shiying stared at him blankly, as if she couldn't believe it, "Jiaojiao, your breasts...?"
The face of Lu Li's doll suddenly sank.
After a while, she suddenly realized something, quickly stood up and took a few steps back.
"You... who are you?!"
She put away all the postures of relaxing and relying, and stared at him defensively and vigilantly.
The air was momentarily dead silent.
Something invisible peeled off the doll. After a few seconds of silence, a cold male voice suddenly came from the doll costume, "So what you said just now... are you serious?"
The people in the seats slowly took off their hoods, revealing the sweaty, handsome and wicked man's face inside.
He stared at Yan Shiying gloomyly, showing a chilling sneer, "Aren't you trying to escape?"
"Then you can escape and try."
Seeing the other party's true face clearly, Yan Shiying's eyes widened, and she turned and ran away in a panic.
But before she could escape a few steps, the man grabbed her wrist from behind and dragged her to her front.
Lu Li forced her to face him, and the flames of rage suddenly jumped in his heart because of her evasive behavior. There was a sneer on the corner of his mouth, "I would like to ask you, why are you afraid of seeing me? And what would happen if you just said you saw me? Huh?"
Yan Shiying didn't answer, but wanted to escape in panic.
Lu Li held her tightly, his eyes became more gloomy and cold, "Speak!"
Yan Shiying shrank her shoulders and struggled harder to push him away. But there is a huge difference in strength between her and him, and she has exhausted all her strength in vain.
The contrast in her attitude before and after made the anger in Lu Li's heart intensify. He became angry and stretched out his hand brutally to push her against the pillar.
Before she could speak, she heard Yan Shiying snort. She raised her head in panic like a frightened rabbit, her slender eyelashes kept trembling, and there were drops of water in her eyes due to pain.
The panic and defensive fear in his eyes seemed as if his last experience was a dream, and this feeling was like something he already had was cut away.
Lu Li was startled.
He took a deep breath, turned his gaze unnaturally, and said stiffly:
"Does it hurt you?"
He said the simple four words very bluntly. At first glance, he sounded like a foreigner who just learned to speak Chinese.
Yan Shiying didn't expect him to say such words, she raised her head and looked at him, her eyes were dull, and the wet pupils filled with tears made people feel an inflated desire to abuse...
"Let me go..." She struggled a few times, but was pinned even tighter by her backhand. She could only say in a cowardly and soft voice, "Can you stop like this..."
Yan Shiying lowered her head slowly, revealing a slender and white neck, like a helpless prey exposing its vulnerability in front of the hunter, the flexible and graceful lines lure the hunter forward...
Lu Li's eyes froze, and his rationality told him to let go, but his body remained motionless and firmly blocked her way out.
He suddenly discovered something that he had been ignoring before, and his heart and blood were beating wildly.
There is a seductive voice in my heart, why let go? A woman of her status can completely let him pick and choose for people of his class, and there is no need to give in and endure anything. Behind him is the entire huge Lu family, and the woman opposite is neither the daughter of the Zhang family nor the only daughter of the Zheng family, so he doesn't have to worry about anything at all.
Everything about her is within easy reach of him, and within his reach.
Lu Li stared at her as if obsessed, then pressed a few inches closer to her, and said softly, "What if I say no?"
Yan Shiying froze.
"look at me."
His slender body condescendingly enveloped her completely, almost pressing her down aggressively. The feeling of oppression is like being stared at by some kind of dangerous and terrifying large beast, which makes people feel cold hands and feet...
Yan Shiying couldn't help struggling, lowered her eyes to avoid his gaze, and said timidly: "Lu Li, don't be like this..."
Her lips were still opening and closing, but the person in front of her suddenly bent down and blocked her lips without a doubt.
Pausing for a few seconds, Lu Li's deep pupils stared at her, tossing and turning deepened the kiss...
There are only inaudible whimpers and chaotic gasps in the air...
Yan Shiying opened her eyes dazedly, her body was almost hugged by his waist, only her toes could barely reach the ground.
Her arms were softly clinging to his shoulders, Yan Shiying's cheeks were flushed, her breathing was rapid, her pupils were moist and blurred, all of these showed her youthfulness and unfamiliarity with this matter.
Lu Li lowered his head, stared at her intently, and said in a low voice, "Are you still running away?"
The voice could be called calm, but the breath on his body seemed to tell her what the consequences of nodding would be.
Yan Shiying turned her head uncomfortably, and said softly as if she was in a difficult situation: "Why are you doing this..."
Just halfway through the conversation, the sound of footsteps and conversation suddenly came from a distance.
"Tang Bingchuan, can you be my male companion at the masquerade ball on Friday?"
"You don't have to worry about clothing and accessories at all, I will leave these to me, as long as someone shows up... how about it?"
Lu Li tilted his head to listen for a while, looked away, and hooked the corners of his lips, "I remember, you seem to have a good relationship with that Tang Bingchuan..."
"I see, I won't run away again!" Yan Shiying said in a panic, and the quick answer made the smile on Lu Li's face stagnate.
The next moment, a wicked smile appeared on his face, "Oh? Then I tell you to obey me in everything, will you agree?"
Yan Shiying was stunned immediately, and looked at him with wide eyes, a little at a loss, like a rabbit who would not resist, and would only look at him aggrieved when bullied.
Her moist pupils looked like crystal-clear gems under the light, so clean and clear that only he was reflected, Lu Li felt his throat dry for no reason.
"... Forget it." He quickly lowered his eyes to hide the strange color in his eyes, let go of her and took a few steps back, "You'd better do what you say."
Lu Li wanted to say something more, but Yan Shiying flew away from him.
The figure of the man named Tang Bingchuan was looming in the distance, and Lu Li's eyes fell on the slender figure, and he couldn't help squinting slightly.
"Feel sorry."
As soon as Yan Shiying rejected the other party cleanly, she ran to Tang Bingchuan panting.
"...Yan Shiying?" Tang Bingchuan asked, and when his eyes fell on Yan Shiying's lips, he paused in confusion for a few seconds before moving away.
"You, did you promise him just now?"
Tang Bingchuan shook his head, hesitated for a moment before speaking, "Actually, I don't intend to participate..."
Yan Shiying immediately lowered the corners of her mouth in disappointment, and murmured, "I still want to invite you to be my dance partner..."
Tang Bingchuan was silent suddenly, and after a while, he opened his mouth with reddish cheeks, "I've changed my mind..."
"What?"
"To the ball." He closed his mouth and remained silent after he finished speaking, as if he didn't intend to speak again.
Yan Shiying's face beamed with joy, "That's great!"
If she wants to use Qi Haoran to get close to Zong Weihuai, she must maintain a size that is inseparable. She didn't intend to be Qi Haoran's dance partner, so Tang Bingchuan was the perfect candidate for her to attend the ball.
Excitedly, she pulled Tang Bingchuan to discuss the preparations before the dance, but suddenly felt a gaze on her.
Yan Shiying pretended to be ignorant, but when she passed the teaching building, she quietly observed through the glass window, her heart skipped a beat immediately.
It's Qi Haoran.
Because of Yan Shiying's inexplicable depression these days, Qi Haoran is always a little restless.
Wanting to know the reason for her depression, but unwilling to find out by himself, he always wanted to hear her tell her personally.
He originally had an important family meeting in the afternoon, but he suddenly didn't want to go, thinking about how to spend more time with him.
When he learned that the other two cronies did not participate, he asked the driver to take him back halfway.
He found a handicraft stall on the road. He saw an interesting handicraft and thought she would like it, so he carefully selected one and bought it.
But he didn't want to see him with Tang Bingchuan just after he found him.
At first, when Qi Haoran brought her into their circle, he thought she would be unacceptable, but he didn't expect that not only did she integrate quickly, but she was also treated differently by a few friends.
But what he didn't get, how could it be someone else's turn to covet it
Maybe when he really got her, it would be nice to let her stay by his side until he got bored, he thought.
But at this moment, seeing the person walking side by side with Yan Shiying, Qi Haoran became unhappy when he left.
If it were any other person, Qi Haoran would not be as unhappy as he is now.
People of their origin have received the best and most elite education since childhood. From the beginning of school, their progress is more than twice as fast as that of their peers. There are three or four famous teachers for a single course. The teaching staff and educational team are beyond the reach of ordinary people.
But they lost to Tang Bingchuan. He still remembers the shock when he saw his background information.
It was as if what he had been striving for was easily won by others.
Qi Haoran has always been very good at covering up his emotions, but now looking at the calm expressions of the two people opposite him, there is nothing unusual about it.
What an eyesore.
There was even a nonchalant smile on the corner of his mouth, thinking to himself.
He casually walked over, interrupting them with a smile.
"Yingying, come here, I have something to tell you."
Yan Shiying was slightly taken aback, this was the first time Qi Haoran called him that.
Tang Bingchuan's eyes changed, and then he just asked him in a very calm voice, "Are you leaving?"
"Yingying." Before Yan Shiying could answer, Qi Haoran's voice came again, and he had already walked between Yan Shiying and Tang Bingchuan.
He took Yan Shiying's hand and looked at Tang Bingchuan, smiling politely and distantly.
"Let's go first, let's talk about something next time."
After speaking, he pulled Yan Shiying away.
Tang Bingchuan stood motionless on the spot, silently watching the backs of the two of them.
Even though he didn't say anything, Yan Shiying felt that he was depressed.
After walking a few steps, Yan Shiying suddenly broke free from Qi Haoran's hand, turned around and ran towards him. She looked at him with a panting smile, "I'll see you at the same place next time, right?"
Tang Bingchuan looked at him fixedly, and suddenly laughed.
"Um."
Yan Shiying waved her hand at him, the moment she turned her head, she didn't see Tang Bingchuan's eyes that instantly sunk, they were gloomy like endless dark clouds that she had never seen before.
Spreading his hands and looking at the things in his palms, Tang Bingchuan suddenly twitched the corners of his mouth in a self-deprecating manner.
Yan Shiying thought that Qi Haoran would take him to the lounge, but he didn't. He took her to a quiet corner and took out a gift for her.
Qi Haoran guessed right, this gift really suits Yan Shiying's appetite. Even though she knew that Qi Haoran was only the target of a raid, Yan Shiying couldn't put it down because of this gift.
Qi Haoran spoke at this moment.
"Yingying, date me." He looked at her with a smile, which was dazzling under the light.
"You know, I mean it."
He confessed to her for the second time, with a focused look and a charming smile. He is confident that after so many days of getting along, he is at least 70% sure.
Yan Shiying, who was in sight, lowered her head and whispered as if she was very embarrassed: "Sorry... Senior Qi, I don't think we are really suitable."
Qi Haoran froze his body, although there was a smile on his face, there was no smile in his eyes.
He lowered his eyes slowly, and said softly, "Oh? What's wrong with it?"
The voice sounded so soft that it was like a spring breeze, but there was a frightening chill in his eyes.
Yan Shiying didn't notice anything, and still lowered her head, muttering softly, "You know it clearly, our family backgrounds are really different. You are such a dazzling person, the more I am by your side, the more I understand I will never be a person like Senior Sister Qin. You are so kind, so good that I know that I am not worthy of you at all... "
Her voice was tremblingly sad, and her eyes were gentle but firm, "So please let me go... No matter how hard you try, it's useless, we won't have a good result..."
"Is this the answer you gave me?"
"sorry… "
Qi Haoran's expression has returned to its original appearance, but there is an incomprehensible emotion in his eyes.
He smiled, and just as he was about to speak, his wrist was suddenly grabbed.
Yan Shiying's fingers were so cold that there was almost no temperature, and there was a strange shudder when the skin touched. When she spread his palm, Qi Haoran found that her hand was only three quarters of his own length, as if he could hold her as soon as he stretched out his hand.
Qi Haoran's thoughts drifted a little, and she saw her support the back of his hand with her soft five fingers, and put the gift he gave just now in his palm.
It seemed that he wanted to draw a clear boundary with him.
Qi Haoran was slightly stunned, then when she turned around and was about to leave, he grabbed her wrist, clasped her waist, and held her firmly in his arms.
"What if I say... I have to force it?"
He still pursed his lips in a gentle manner, but his eyes were burning and bright, as if jumping with strange flames.
Yan Shiying stared at him blankly, as if stunned.
The bottom of my heart was chuckling, hooked.
Yan Shiying's eyes widened in bewilderment, then suddenly pushed him away, and ran away without looking back.
Qi Haoran didn't have time to catch her, so he could only watch her leaving back.
There was still the feeling of touch when she touched him just now on the wrist, it was so cold that it made people shiver, Qi Haoran chuckled lightly.
He will never let go of what he wants until he has it.
*****
On the day when the masquerade banquet started, Yan Shiying didn't touch the gown that Qi Haoran gave her, and went to the drama club to borrow a set by herself.
Wearing a mask and entering the arena, the mask is so large that it can almost occupy the entire face, but the vision is very clear.
When Yan Shiying went in late, the banquet was about to start, and the atmosphere was harmonious. The men and women inside stood in opposite directions, waiting for the music to start inviting each other.
Yan Shiying was wearing a black classical dress, with long hair and high heels, probably because her image was too different from her usual appearance. After passing by Qiao Nianjiao and the others, no one recognized her. He looked at her strangely like a stranger.
She glanced in the direction of her boyfriend, and saw Zong Weihuai Qi Haoran and the others as expected.
They all wore well-tailored gowns, and even among a group of famous elites, they still stood out from the crowd.
Especially Zong Weihuai, although he was wearing a mask, his outstanding temperament and upright figure made Yan Shiying instantly understand why so many people flocked to them.
Yan Shiying accidentally bumped into someone walking across, Yan Shiying said sorry softly. The man who was bumped stared at her blankly for several seconds, until she left, his eyes were still looking in the direction she left.
Yan Shiying walked to a place close to the sofa and stopped. The dance was about to start, and there was no one else here, but it seemed that Qin Nianzhi and Lu Chi, who were standing close together in the distance, were a little conspicuous.
They stood in a secluded corner far away from the center of the dance floor. Qin Nianzhi was wearing a gorgeous and noble white long dress, and his originally soft and docile temperament became more elegant.
Probably because a good thing is coming, Lu Chi is not as restrained and forbearing towards Qin Nianzhi as before, and acts a lot more unscrupulously.
However, Qin Nianzhi obviously had nothing to investigate, and his attitude towards Lu Chi was still the same as before.
Yan Shiying watched them quietly and calmly, thinking to herself that it's time to let the dark nails buried in Qin Nianzhi's place intensify.
But she saw that Cheng Mobei was not far from Qin Nianzhi, but strangely, Yan Shiying always felt that his eyes fell on her from time to time.
Although Cheng Mobei didn't do anything out of the ordinary these days, he wouldn't want to make trouble for himself in this kind of occasion, would he
The masquerade ball is a tradition that has continued since the establishment of the college, and it has always been organized by the student union, which is why Yan Shiying has been working for the student union. The energy and influence of the student union is no joke in the college. If Cheng Mobei dares to trouble him on this occasion, his fate may be several times worse than being locked up.
The music changed to melodious classical music, and the dance officially began.
The crowds on both sides began to merge one after another, and people kept pouring into the dance floor, and the atmosphere was full of joy and harmony.
No one expected that not long after the banquet started, the lights in the entire venue suddenly went out.
The surroundings were dark, someone in the crowd screamed, someone accidentally knocked something off, and a chaotic noise filled the surroundings.
Yan Shiying remained calm, it was just a small accident, I believe that the banquet will restore order in a short time.
It's just that the contrast between the front and back light is too great, and the eyes can't adapt to the suddenly dark environment for a while. Yan Shiying can't even see anything in front of her eyes, so she can only barely distinguish the position by sound.
When the eyes cannot see clearly, the hearing becomes extra sharp.
In the darkness, Yan Shiying felt something approaching her.
Before Yan Shiying could even react, she was caught off guard and pushed against the wall. All struggles and resistance were easily subdued under the suppression of absolute power, and the visitor calmly and lightly imprisoned her, swallowing all her whispers...
The kiss on the lips is like a tiger pounced on its prey, it has been planned for a long time, and it is so fierce that it seems to swallow her alive. It is overwhelming, confused, forgetful, and wanton, so that she can only make a rush like a collapse respite…
who is it
Yan Shiying tried her best to open her eyes wide, trying to see the person in front of her clearly, but the darkness in her vision slowly emerged.
A hand suddenly covered her eyes, and her eyes fell into complete darkness again, followed by the other party's plunder like a storm...
The noisy human voices in the ears have not stopped, and no one has noticed this corner. Only the person in front of her imprisoned her, unscrupulous and unscrupulous on her lips time and time again...
The silent and ferocious plunder made Yan Shiying a little dizzy due to lack of oxygen, and the hand covering her eyes suddenly loosened. Yan Shiying tried her best to open her eyes to see the other person clearly, but the vision was covered by the curtain on the wall again. My hands and feet are weak, and I can't even try to reach out and grab someone...
Vaguely, she could only see a figure walking away in the darkness, panting and lifting the heavy curtain hanging on her body, she closed her eyes, and tried her best to recall the scene she had just seen, but found that all the features were similar to others. Well hidden.
That person just now... who the hell? ! And such a plot, she remembers that the original plot never happened at all...
Browsing the panel that emerged in her mind, Yan Shiying was shocked to find that, in addition to the plots that had already happened, there were strange garbled codes with unknown meanings on the resume introductions of several main characters, which reminded her immediately of the previous world. Case.
What's going on
At this moment, the lights in the venue flickered on, as if the power supply had returned to normal.
Taking advantage of the weak light, Yan Shiying's first reaction was to look around her, her heart was pounding, she knew that the other party should not go too far with the distance and time just now, and at least that person knew her .
Consciously looking around, the person closest to her is Zong Weihuai, and Qi Haoran is standing next to him, the two of them are talking in a low voice. Masks covered their faces, and only the decorations on their collars and gowns shone in the dim light.
The people around Qin Nianzhi changed from Lu Chi to Qin Muxu. For some reason, he was extremely keenly aware of her gaze, and smiled at her with great interest.
Yan Shiying's eyes swept across Lu Li, Cheng Mobei, Qin Nianzhi who were not far away one by one... and Tang Bingchuan who was looking around blankly as if looking for her. The exquisitely crafted masks seemed to be intertwined into a complicated one. The net enveloped her in silence.
Yan Shiying supported her head with some headaches.