In the box at this time, everyone planned to evacuate.
"How about it?" Xin Zechuan looked around, but saw no one.
"I just went out, let's go to the toilet."
Meng Peiyan frowned: "He drank a lot just now, wouldn't he be drunk outside?"
"That's too exaggerated, brother Yan would not be that drunk."
Meng Peiyan: "Who of you will take a look?"
"I'll go, I'll go."
The person who promised ran outside to search around, and when he came back, he shook his head and said, "I'm not there, where did you go?"
Xue Xiaoxiao, who was following Meng Peiyan, suddenly muttered, "Isn't Cen Ning here?"
Everyone: "???"
Xin Zechuan raised his eyebrows slightly, and now that he understands, the two probably slipped away to another place first. So he said with a smile: "Forget it, don't worry about them, they can go back by themselves, let's go."
A group of people went downstairs like this, and the boys in front hooked their shoulders and smiled. Suddenly, a boy who was laughing suddenly stopped in his tracks, his eyes fixed on one spot.
The hand of the friend next to him was still on his shoulder: "What are you doing, let's go."
The boy stared blankly not far away, rubbed his eyes, and rubbed his eyes again: "...is that Brother Yan?"
Everyone followed his line of sight strangely, and after seeing it, they were all stunned.
What kind of person is he in words and deeds, cold and reserved, strict and solemn, he is the most feared person among them.
From childhood to adulthood, everyone has always centered on him subconsciously, and dare not act recklessly in front of him, and everyone has the impression that he will not have a side that is not calm or calm.
But now...
Everyone looked at the words and deeds of a little girl under the river and on the balcony, and suddenly discovered that no matter how strict with self-discipline, people will have a side of indulgence.
"Cough, then, what, brother Yan is here."
The other person smiled faintly: "Okay, let's go, don't disturb others."
"That person is Cen Ning, right?"
"Tsk, don't talk too much nonsense." After speaking, he hinted that he would look at Meng Peiyan, and the people around him took a look at Meng Peiyan, and they all went downstairs in embarrassment.
Zhang Ziyi: "Hey, it's Ningning—"
Tang Zheng covered her mouth: "Let's go."
He held Zhang Ziyi in his arms, and was about to hit him with his backhand, but Tang Zheng blocked her with a dark face, and carried him away in one go.
"No no no!"
Tang Zheng: "I'll deal with you later."
Everyone went out, but Meng Peiyan and Xue Xiaoxiao were still standing on the stairs.
Xue Xiaoxiao pulled Meng Peiyan worriedly: "Sister, let's go."
Meng Peiyan looked at that person, her eyes were full of strangeness and desolation. It turned out that he still had such a side. She had known him for so many years, but she never knew that he would treat someone like this.
Full of heart and eyes, it seems that there is only that person.
On the other side, when Cen Ning's feet were so weak that he could barely stand, he finally let her go.
But he looked down at the little girl in his arms who was so delicate that water could be squeezed out, and the evil fire in his heart couldn't dissipate no matter what.
Cen Ning put his hands on his chest to prevent him from approaching: "I just heard someone calling me just now."
His words and deeds hooked his lips: "Why didn't I hear who called you?"
Cen Ning ignored him, poked his head out of his embrace, looked back, and was startled suddenly.
Words and deeds realized that the person in his arms was stiff for a moment, and looked back along the way.
On the stairs, Meng Peiyan twitched the corners of her mouth, withdrew her eyes and left. But Xue Xiaoxiao bit her lip and followed out with an awkward expression.
Cen Ning blinked, feeling a little dazed: "... when were they here?"
Turning around in words and deeds, he pinched her face: "Is this important?"
Cen Ning was slightly embarrassed: "Of course it's important, so, so sorry!"
"I'm sorry." Said calmly, "Aren't you my girlfriend, can't I kiss you?"
Cen Ning: "..."
Words and deeds: "It happens that everyone doesn't know yet, and now the province has notified one by one."
Cen Ning: "Everyone?"
The way of words and deeds: "The box has probably been dispersed, and this is the way to go downstairs. I guess everyone has gone out."
Does this mean that they have already passed by
Cen Ning narrowed his eyes in confusion, a little too late to react.
She raised her head to look at the stairs, and then at him, with belated heat rushing to her cheeks: "You, you..."
"What am I?" He smiled with words and deeds.
Cen Ning: "You did it on purpose!"
Words and deeds are not salty and authentic: "This is really not the case."
"You have!"
"I'm just a little drunk." As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and pressed the center of his eyebrows, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, "So I can't control it."
Whether the words and deeds were intentional or not, it took a long time before Cen Ning heard the correct answer from Xin Zechuan.
He said that he really wanted to breathe, and he really wanted to "bully" her. But then it suddenly occurred to me that that position seems to be easy to be seen by others, and being seen by others... is also very good.
Instead of making everyone think that there is something wrong between him and Meng Peiyan, it's better to give a strong dose of information, so that people can stop thinking and have new answers.
But at the moment, Cen Ning still believed in his words and deeds, and she also felt that he must be a little drunk, otherwise, with his temper, he would not be willing to let others see these scenes.
**
It was almost New Year's Eve again, when Cen Ning and Wei Pinfang came back from shopping, they saw Zhang Ziyi chasing Tang Zheng and throwing snowballs in the open space.
During this period of time, Zhang Ziyi and Tang Zheng were arguing and talking about being together, no. Talk about a complete separation, and no.
The way the two of them get along suddenly is exactly the same as it was many years ago, and Cen Ning doesn't know what's going on between the two of them.
"Ningning!" Zhang Ziyi saw her and stopped in time.
Cen Ning walked over after talking to Wei Pinfang: "What are you doing?"
Zhang Ziyi snorted: "I was building a snowman with them just now, who knew that this guy would destroy my snowman as soon as he came over! I'm so mad!"
Tang Zheng sneered: "Didn't I reshape it for you? Who knew it would fall over if touched."
Zhang Ziyi: "You still say it!"
Tang Zheng: "Okay, okay, don't talk, don't talk, can't I go?"
"Where are you going?"
"Let's play mahjong." Tang Zheng said and looked at Cen Ning, "Hey little girl, let's go together, Brother Yan is here too."
Cen Ning groaned, "He, playing mahjong?"
Tang Zheng: "Isn't everyone idle? There is no one in Zechuan's house today, and there are two tables set up."
Zhang Ziyi glanced at him: "A kid from a rich family who has nothing to do."
Tang Zheng: "Hey, what you said is that I taught Zechuan the same way."
Zhang Ziyi: "..."
"Let's go, let's take you to see what is called Sparrow God!"
When Cen Ning and his group walked into Xin Zechuan's house, the game was raging inside. One table's electric mahjong table was being shuffled, and the other table was already in the middle and late stages.
Cen Ning saw Zhizhi who was sitting with his back to the door. He put one hand on the side of his face and held a mahjong in the other. He was slightly sideways, looking lazy and dignified.
"How is it? Who won?" Tang Zheng stepped forward and asked with a smile.
Xin Zechuan tutted his head and shook his head: "What are you talking about, Tang Zheng, hurry up and let this man rest for a while, or I'm going to lose the hell out of here."
The person Xin Zechuan accused was following his words and deeds, and the latter smiled faintly when he heard what he said: "Zechuan, since you want to come, you have to afford to lose."
Tang Zheng patted Xin Zechuan on the shoulder: "Sorry! But it's okay! I brought someone to help you."
Xin Zechuan: "Huh?"
Tang Zheng waved back: "Cen Ning, come here, come here, and watch your brother Xingzhi play mahjong."
Cen Ning: "..."
Xin Zechuan: "Are you sure you're not the one who brought the help?"
Tang Zheng: "Aren't you stupid? Cen Ning came to tell you about my brother's heart. Isn't this just a roundabout way to help you!"
Xin Zechuan: "Hey, it makes sense."
Cen Ning: "..."
He smiled in words and deeds, and motioned for Cen Ning to sit down next to him: "Sit here."
Cen Ning hesitated and stepped forward.
Words and deeds moved her away, and after she sat down, he asked, "Will you?"
When Cen Ning was a freshman, she went out to play with the people from the photography club, and she also learned a little there, but she was not good at fighting.
"A little bit."
"That's OK." Yan Xingzhi stood up suddenly, "You sit here, and I'll sit next to you."
Cen Ning was stunned for a moment, and said in a panic, "I'm actually not very good at it."
"It doesn't matter."
The person on the opposite side smiled and said, "Cen Ning, it's okay if you lose the fight. Brother Renyan has a family background to let you lose."
"Hahaha that's it."
Cen Ning's ears turned red from being teased, but under the watchful eyes of words and deeds, she had to sit in the main seat. After she sat down, she said with a sad face: "I'm really not good at it."
His words and deeds are indulgent: "Hit whatever you want."
Cen Ning really didn't hit casually afterwards, but the result of her serious typing was the same as casual hitting.
She is really not very good at it, and the chips that were won by her words and deeds are completely lost under her control.
The other three started to smile since she sat down. Cen Ning was going to die of embarrassment, but his words and deeds were the same as the other three, with smiles in his eyes.
After losing another game, Cen Ning turned to his words and deeds, and unconsciously said in a coquettish tone: "I can't win, I won't fight anymore..."
The eyes of words and deeds fixed on her face for a while, and said: "Whoever said you can't win, it was all because of bad luck just now."
Tang Zheng, who was watching from the sidelines: Oh, you are so polite!
Cen Ning: "Really."
"Yes, in the last game, I will definitely win."
Cen Ning had no choice but to start another round with a few people.
I don't know if her words and deeds were open, but Cen Ning's game was surprisingly smooth, and she got what she wanted. In the end, her boss, Xin Zechuan, dropped a tube.
Cen Ning blinked his eyes in disbelief.
"Nonsense?!"
She turned to words and deeds, pulled his sleeve and said excitedly: "Nonsense."
Looking at her radiant face, his words and deeds made him feel very refreshed: "Well, I said that I can win, but my cards were not good before."
Cen Ning got up: "Then go on with you, if the next game is not good, you will win for nothing."
Words and deeds also stood up, but did not need to push Tang Zheng to sit on the seat: "Stop fighting, go home."
Cen Ning: "Huh?"
"Let's go."
Walking towards the door, Cen Ning greeted Zhang Ziyi, who was playing at another table, and followed them out.
After the two of them left, the person at the mahjong table complained: "Zechuan saw that you played such a good hand, let Cen Ning eat it all the time, and finally give it a shot! Your luck is no one else."
Xin Zechuan pressed the shuffle button on the table. Youyou said: "Yo, you guys don't really think it's such a coincidence, do you? I just need all the Cen Ning I lost."
The others paused: "What do you mean?"
Xin Zechuan shook his head and sighed: "It's not the young master of the Yan family sitting next to me who frantically hinted at the cards I should play, and acted as if he was going to settle accounts after the fall. I dare not refuse to listen."
"What? You mean Brother Yan? He actually cheated!"
"correct."
"Come on, I don't even want humanity for my own baby."
"Wow, Brother Yan is not human..."
On the other side, Cen Ning, who knew nothing, was still rejoicing at his victory in the last game.
She is in a good mood, and even watching this winter snowy night is much more pleasing to the eye. She walked side by side on the edge of words and deeds, reaching out to catch the thin snowflakes. Today's snow was not heavy, it fell into her palm and melted quickly.
Playing with the snow was too focused, her feet slipped on the ground, she slipped and almost sat back, but fortunately, the words and deeds at the side grabbed her arm in time.
"Look at the road." Words and deeds frowned.
Cen Ning stood firm and obediently let out an ooh.
Just as he was about to move forward, a hand suddenly stretched out in front of him.
Cen Ning raised his eyes, only to see that his words and deeds were half helpless and half funny, and said: "I can't even walk steadily, hold my hand."
The fluttering snow seemed to be getting bigger and bigger, falling bit by bit on the hair and shoulders of the two of them... It seemed that there were countless memories, turning into an unstoppable tenderness.
Cen Ning put his hand into his palm, and in an instant, warmth came over him, as if people were instantly in an extremely safe situation.
After a while, he held her hand tightly and led her forward.
"Ning Ning."
"Um?"
"No gloves?"
"Yes, yes."
"Then why don't you wear it, your hands are very cold."
"Oh... I forgot."
"Don't forget next time."
"okay."
She won't forget next time, but this time, she is very glad that she forgot.
Because on such a winter night, he walked home with her like this, and it was a million times warmer than wearing gloves.