The colorful lights are flickering on and off, people in strange costumes walk in the well-arranged hall, the enchanting and sexy catwoman, the monster with blue face and fangs, the mysterious witch in black, the princess in pure white gauze skirt, among the dazzling, the only The same thing is that everyone's face is covered with a mask, only revealing the lower half of an unconcealable excited smile.
The person who appeared at the door was straight and straight. He was dressed in a baroque aristocratic dress. His blood-red high-necked shirt and pure black cloak intertwined with a ghostly and dangerous aura. His thin lips and pointed fangs showed that His identity - a handsome vampire.
After seeing the noisy and chaotic scene in the hall, he frowned slightly, and the eyes exposed by the silver mask scanned the crowd inch by inch, as if looking for something, after a while, he lowered his eyes in disappointment.
Before leaving home, Jiang Fu enthusiastically stated that they would come to the dance separately, and on the premise that they could not inform each other about their clothes in advance, the person who recognized each other first could make a request.
This proposal was so exciting that Yin Hui began to look for familiar figures after he hurried to the ball.
He already has an outstanding temperament, and the vampire costume makes him tall and long-legged, which is particularly eye-catching. Even though he exudes a cold air all over his body, he still can't stop the admiring gazes of others from looking at him, and the existence of the mask makes many people stunned. Boldly approached and struck up a conversation.
Yin Hui's cold gaze was like a cold sharp sword, and the invisible deterrent sword energy shocked people so much that they dared not approach easily.
He wanted to pinch the center of his eyebrows irritably, but the tentacles were cold masks.
Where is the orange.
After searching around the side of the hall, Yin Hui stopped at the corner, but continued to search without stopping.
Not far away is a dressing room, the door is ajar, and cheerful and mixed voices can be heard faintly.
"Last time we agreed to let us dress you up, Fufu, you can't play tricks!"
Sensitively catching the words of Jiang Fu's name, Yin Hui turned sideways, as if he wanted to go in, but he didn't move after thinking about it, and his tense back relaxed silently.
It turns out here.
The voice in the dressing room seemed to become clearer due to the attentive listening, and the familiar soft voice seemed to be close to the ear.
"Okay, okay, I'm not playing tricks, ladies and sisters, please be merciful."
"Hahaha, we will definitely not embarrass Fufu, but we really want to see Fufu wear this."
"Yes! Fufu must look super good wearing this!"
After the rustling sound, Jiang Fu seemed to have seen something that he couldn't look directly at, and his helpless voice was full of disgust.
"Please, I'm a boy, this dress..."
"Hurry up! Fufu promised!"
"That's right! Fufu agreed not to play tricks, come and let us help you wear it!"
"Hey hey hey! I don't wear it!..."
Jiang Fu's dissatisfied voice was gradually suppressed, followed by the excited and excited screams of the girls, as if seeing a dream scene.
"Ahh! I'm going to have a nosebleed when it's over!"
"Fu Fu Fu Fu Fu I love you to death!"
"Why am I actually a girl, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"
Yin Hui's expression moved slightly, his eyes were fixed on the door of the dressing room, and his heart beat faster and faster in anticipation.
After a while, the door of the dressing room was finally pushed open, and a few girls dressed as flower elves came out first. Even though they were chirping, their eyes were glued to the people behind them in unison. , Eyes are amazingly bright.
Immediately afterwards, a touch of red came into Yin Hui's sight, and his pupils widened slightly.
The black curly hair hangs down to the waist like a long waterfall, and the European Basir skirt props up the skirt at the back of the waist, with layers of flower pleats, complicated and beautiful. The line extending from the shoulders and neck to the back outlines an extremely graceful arc, and the girded waist is extraordinarily slender, comparable to a grip.
Jiang Fu stretched out his hand and tugged at the hem of the skirt as if he was not used to it, and when he turned slightly sideways, he revealed half of his snow-white side face, which seemed to have been surrounded by girls and put on makeup, his lips were as red as blood, and his long and thick eyelashes were curly, The dark and bright eyes were full of helpless compromise.
"Okay, I've worn it all, can I change it back?"
The girls put a wine-red mask on his face, stuffed him with a matching feather fan, and pushed him to the hall with a smile.
"This is not possible. We have tried our best to dress up. Fufuke must wear it for an hour."
Jiang Fu patted his palm lightly with the feather fan in his hand, his compromising tone was full of connivance.
"Got it, little fairies, I'll just wear it."
He glanced around carelessly, and Yin Hui, who was always looking at him, couldn't tell if he was afraid that he would recognize him or wanted him to recognize him, but Jiang Fu lazily looked away and continued to talk with him. The group of girls talking.
Yin Hui lowered his brows, hiding the loss in his heart, and thought again.
Forget it, wouldn't Fu Fu blame him for cheating
Reluctantly looking at Jiang Fu with his back turned to him, Yin Hui moved his steps, turned around and walked in the direction he came from, and after a while stood at the entrance of the hall, pretending to have just arrived, but his heavy eyes were wrapped in With the urgent heat, I am eagerly looking for that touch of red on the tip of my heart.
Pushing aside the dazzling crowd, he saw Jiang Fu talking to someone beside the champagne tower from a distance, with a sweet smile and soft dimples under the mask.
And the person next to him was dressed as a medieval knight, with a heroic spirit, and it was a particularly good match with Jiang Fuli, who was in a red dress and black hair.
The match is extremely dazzling.
Yin Hui lowered his face in displeasure, and strode towards them.
The closer you are, the more you can hear what they are saying.
"Zhou Chuan, you are so handsome today!"
Jiang Fu's eyes were shining brightly and movingly under the light, and the smile on the corners of his lips was sly and seductive. It was much fresher than the indifference of the previous days, just like staring at him softly before.
Yin Hui's footsteps suddenly stopped.
Zhou Chuan took Jiang Fu's hand, and placed a burning kiss on the back of the greasy white hand.
"My princess is beautiful today too."
Jiang Fu didn't take back his hand, but instead tapped the tip of Zhou Chuan's nose with a feather fan. This intimate and natural gesture made Yin Hui's blood freeze into ice.
For a moment, he was blind and deaf, and everything was silent.
What slowly overwhelmed all the senses was the faintly drawn voice of the conversation, and every sentence of careless boredom was like an iron whip wrapped in barbs, which made Yin Hui's heart bleed and collapsed.
"Fufu, why don't you go find Yin Hui?"
"Oh... I don't want to go to him."
"Then will you stay with me tonight?"
"OK."
It took a long time for the slack eyesight to gradually condense, the scene in front of me was like thin paper stained by water, showing sticky, brittle scars as thin as cicada's wings.
Yin Hui stared at Jiang Fu expressionlessly, like a cold statue.
The smiling person was lazily ruffling the black hair hanging on his shoulders, and his thin white fingers suddenly stiffened when he inadvertently saw the vampire not far away.
Immediately, a trace of panic flashed across that handsome and fair face, and even the soft smile disappeared a bit.
Yin Hui walked towards him, and gently lifted his mask, with a soft tone without any warmth.
"Orange, I found you."
Jiang Fu lowered his eyes unnaturally, bit his lower lip nervously, and quickly glanced at Zhou Chuan next to him.
That look seemed to be seeking some kind of reassurance.
"Huihui, let's break up."
Jiang Fu didn't dare to look at him, his drooping eyelashes trembled violently, but his tone was extremely firm.
With his fingertips tightly pinching into the wine-red mask, Yin Hui stared at him blankly, as if he didn't understand what he was saying.
"Chengcheng, let's go home, shall we?"
Like a puppy trying to please, he eagerly grabbed Jiang Fu's hand, then clenched it tightly, even trembling slightly.
"Orange orange, orange orange."
Jiang Fu shook his hand away like an electric shock, his brows furrowed, and his face paled.
"Yin Hui, let's break up."
This is the first time Yin Hui has heard him call himself that, alienated and strange, with a disgust that can cut people.
"Why."
Yin Hui raised his head, his wet eyes were filled with helpless sadness, and even his voice was cautious.
"Chengcheng, did I do something wrong? Can you tell me? I don't want to break up, I don't want to break up."
Jiang Fu stopped looking at him, lowered his head and grabbed the soft feathers on the feather fan, and said casually.
"It's just that I'm tired and don't want to be with you anymore."
Yin Hui hugged him suddenly, almost strangling him into his own flesh and blood, with strong force and paranoid fierceness, he gritted his teeth fiercely and said.
"Chengcheng, I found you first, and I won. You have to promise me not to break up, never, ever."
The young man with no gaps in his arms pushed him impatiently, the malice in his voice was like ice scum hitting his face.
"You're never finished! I said I don't want to be with you anymore! Let me go!"
A huge external force tore Yin Hui away, he staggered a few steps unprepared, the temperature in his arms suddenly dropped, and when he looked up again, Zhou Chuan had already blocked Jiang Fu, glaring at him triumphantly and hostilely .
"Yin Hui, haven't you heard yet, Fu Fu said that he wants to break up with you, you should go quickly."
There was too much movement here, and the eyes of everyone in the hall had gradually gathered, as if they had guessed what was going on. The whispers wrapped in the loud music sounded like a heavy stone covering the roof, and the gazes they cast were full of With sympathy and gloating.
Yin Hui, who was devastated, turned a deaf ear to him, his handsome and tall body seemed to have been taken away from the only supporting backbone, and his heavy eyes fixed on the obstructive Zhou Chuan, as if he had suddenly found a way to save him.
"... Zhou Chuan, it's all about you. As long as you disappear, Chengcheng will never leave me."
His wooden murmur reached Jiang Fu's ears, and the latter was startled suddenly, screaming inwardly.
Jiang Fu suddenly crossed Zhou Chuan and rushed towards Yin Hui who was gradually falling into his own world, holding his arm tightly, his lowered tone seemed to be coaxing gently, but revealed the cruelest sharp edge.
"It's not because of Zhou Chuan. Yin Hui, I just don't want to be with you anymore. I might be with anyone, but not you."
The pupils that already had bright green garbled characters shrunk suddenly, and after a few seconds of suffocation-like absence, they were once again occupied by bottomless darkness.
Yin Hui looked down at the handsome young man, reached out and touched his side face, without saying a word.
Seeing that he no longer seemed to have the idea of destruction, Jiang Fu glanced at the gossiping people, stepped back a few steps, and said to Zhou Chuan.
"Zhou Chuan, let's go."
Zhou Chuan's eyes lit up, and he immediately stepped forward to pull him with a smile on his face.
Jiang Fu glanced at the calm Yin Hui, hesitated for a moment, and avoided his hand.
Zhou Chuan froze for a moment, but still said with a smile.
"Let's go."
Jiang Fu nodded, turned around and left the ball with him.
Yin Hui, who was standing there, was still dressed as a pale and gloomy vampire. The black cloak and blood-red collar shirt were painted into a strange and gloomy look by the lights. The ghost that came out stared deeply at the direction where Jiang Fu disappeared.
Zhou Chuan first took him back to the dormitory to change out of the complicated clothes. When the invitation to stay overnight was rejected by Jiang Fu, he had no choice but to send Jiang Fu back to the apartment, waiting for Ai Ai to ask.
"Fufu, don't live here anymore, I'll help you move back to school tomorrow, okay?"
Jiang Fu, who was about to go upstairs, was startled for a while, and his voice, which seemed to be a smile but not a smile, withdrew the previous intimacy, gentle and casual.
"Zhou Chuan, don't worry about what happened tonight."
"Why?"
Zhou Chuan eagerly stepped forward to grab his arm, and said happily but hesitantly.
"Fufu, you walked with me at the ball, the princess and the knight left, so the princess belongs to the knight."
Jiang Fu smiled, then pushed his hand away.
"Zhou Chuan, the knight did not take the princess away, the knight failed."
He didn't know what to think of, and sighed sadly.
"And the poor princess will also be locked in a coffin by an angry vampire."