"Huh?"
Cao Yuan looked at the group of jazz dancers walking on the stage and raised his eyebrows in confusion.
"What's wrong?" Lu Menglei, wearing a lavender dress, asked holding his arm.
"It's strange. This show should be my friend's solo performance... Why did he jump directly to a jazz dance?"
"Is there an error in the program list?"
"I don't know... maybe the order has changed." Cao Yuan shrugged and looked away from the stage.
Lu Menglei blinked and began to actively look for topics:
"By the way, Junior Cao Yuan, do you like jazz dance?"
"Me? Just average."
"I don't really like it... this dance is too elegant, too weak, and not as sharp and exciting as the swordsmanship." Lu Menglei glanced at Cao Yuan and couldn't help but said, "If this show were replaced with real swords and guns, If the group fights fiercely, it will be a lot to watch."
"...That kind of show can't pass the review, right?"
"Speaking of which, Junior Cao Yuan, why have you always refused to use a bamboo sword?" Lu Menglei asked in confusion, "Even if you are sparring with me, you only use tree branches..."
"I don't like using swords, or knives."
"But when you were fighting before, you certainly couldn't hold branches, right?"
Cao Yuan was speechless.
"I know you may be afraid that I will feel inferior when I see your true strength... But it doesn't matter, really! I promise not to tell others. Next time we find a place where there are only two of us, you can show me your bamboo sword. Is your real swordsmanship good?"
"This..." Cao Yuan was a little embarrassed.
"As long as you show me your true strength, I... I will agree to your request." Lu Menglei bit her lips lightly, her cheeks turning red.
"Request? What kind of request?"
"You can ask for anything." Lu Menglei added, "But it can't be too much..."
"How to judge too much?"
"Just...just...oh, I have the final say anyway!"
Cao Yuan looked at Lu Menglei's expectant eyes and chuckled, "Okay, I promise you."
Hearing this, Lu Menglei immediately cheered. At this moment, several girls stood in the distance and waved to her.
"My friends are also here to watch the party... Junior, please wait for me for a while, I will go say hello to them."
"good."
Lu Menglei ran to the girls with small steps. They gathered together and said something, and then a few subtle eyes fell on Cao Yuan from a distance, seeming very curious.
The corner of Cao Yuan's mouth twitched slightly, sighed, and walked silently to the front of the crowd.
From the corner of his eye, he saw a figure sitting in a wheelchair and patted him on the shoulder.
"Qingyu, have you seen Li Yifei?"
"I saw it. He went backstage and then ran out." An Qingyu said with a helpless smile, "I guess we won't be able to see his wonderful performance tonight..."
An Qingyu glanced at Cao Yuan and raised the corners of his mouth slightly, "You and that girl are making really fast progress."
"Have you seen everything?"
"You are standing so close to me, it's hard for me not to see you."
Cao Yuan grinned and did not deny it, but said directly, "She is my type and has a good personality. I am not far from consummation."
"...Have you really thought about it?"
Cao Yuan looked at An Qingyu and seemed a little confused, "What are you thinking about?"
"We can't stay here for long. When we return to the world we should be in, you won't be able to see each other again."
"Can't see her again? That's not the case." Cao Yuan shook his head, "Even if we go on a mission in the fog, we can come back in a month or two. Occasionally, I can visit her when I have free time. No matter how intensive the mission is, we can always come back in a year. Let’s meet once?”
"Isn't it too little to meet once a year?"
"So many border guards, anti-narcotics policemen, and police officers cannot go home to see their families for several years. As long as it is true love, once a year is enough."
"What if you die outside?"
"...Can you hope that I will be better?"
"I mean just in case."
"In case of sacrifice, I will let someone notify her and I won't let her wait for me." After Cao Yuan answered, he looked at An Qingyu complicatedly, "Qingyu, are you too pessimistic?"
"This is not pessimism, it's just that we can't give them a happy future yet, can we?"
"Relationships are not like fighting. They don't need to be so elaborately planned. You just think too much and are deeply disturbed by it." Cao Yuan patted An Qingyu on the shoulder. The same thing was said to him by Lin Qiye a few days ago. Pass.
"Look at Jiang Er. If she likes you, she just likes you. She has sacrificed for you. When did she think so much about it
Look at you again... She has done so much for you, what about you? Have you given her any feedback? You are either doing anatomy or doing research on weekdays. When have you ever focused on her? Have you ever made her feel, even once, how much you love her
Feelings are mutual. Even Qiye, a straight man, understands this. Why can't you figure it out? "
Cao Yuan's series of rhetorical questions left An Qingyu speechless. He sat in his wheelchair and stared blankly ahead, motionless.
Seeing this, Cao Yuan sighed helplessly. He patted An Qingyu's shoulder heavily and said, "I'll leave first. You can think about it yourself."
Cao Yuan walked through the crowd and returned to his original position. Lu Menglei had already separated from her friends and stood with him again.
"Qingyu, look! I secretly bought you the ice cream!" Just when An Qingyu was lost in thought, a white figure quietly emerged from the ground with a three-color ice cream, and a soft laugh echoed in the ground. in his headphones,
"I went to the store and took one away, and then left ten yuan for the boss on the shelf. I carried it all the way without anyone noticing. Isn't it amazing?!"
An Qingyu took the ice cream blankly. He couldn't see Jiang Er hiding underground, but from the headphones, he could hear Jiang Er's innocent smile.
"Awesome..." He nodded slightly with a complicated expression.
"What's wrong with you? Are you worried?"
An Qingyu said nothing. At this moment, he had mixed feelings in his heart.
Lin Qiye and Cao Yuan's successive encounters made him finally realize his problem. He and Jiang Er had been together for a long time, but Jiang Er had almost always been taking care of him during this long time.
Whether it was during dissection, research, injury, coma, or the lowest moment... Jiang Er would always stand by his side. It seemed that An Qingyu was the only one in her world.
But he himself has almost never done anything for Jiang Er... Maybe this is because he is too accustomed to Jiang Er's existence.
If you get used to it, you will ignore it.
An Qingyu looked at the stage where countless eyes were focused, his eyes flickered slightly,
"Jiang Er, can you do me a favor?"