Just because I saw you once more in the crowd, I could never forget your face. I dreamed of meeting you again by chance one day, and from then on I began to miss you alone. —Wu Yang
*
At Xiao Xiao's wedding, Wu Yang fell in love with Song Yan'an at first sight.
At that time, he was sitting on one side of the banquet table, with his head bowed, his thin lips sipping the swaying red wine, his eyes sparkling, like a masterpiece of God, graceful and elegant, captivating everyone.
Wu Yang stared at him blankly and asked his good friend Jiang Xun, "Who is that person?"
Jiang Xun looked over and said with a smile, "Brother Yan An."
"The one who developed the e-sports IG?"
"Yes."
Wu Yang said nothing, but just stared at him for a long time, his heart beating like a drum.
She didn't know what kind of feeling this was, she just felt panicky and her eyes were involuntarily fixed on him. Her cheeks began to feel hot as he moved.
She hadn't even spoken a word to him, but she felt a strange longing for him.
Shocked by this crazy idea, Wu Yang was stunned for a moment and looked at him again.
Song Yan'an had stood up at this time, walked to a beautiful woman, bent down, took the baby from her arms, then stretched out a hand and teased her with a smile.
For some reason, Wu Yang felt that he was so loving that she didn't even notice the whole banquet was over.
After returning home, Wu Yang lay down deep in the quilt, with his head on the pillow, but he couldn't fall asleep at all.
how so
Why did she start missing a man she had only met once for no reason
But his eyes are so beautiful, with a slightly upturned arc, as if they can speak, making people blush and their heart beat faster.
Wu Yang blushed and her heart beat fast as she hugged the pillow thinking about him.
Unfortunately, she never saw him again.
*
About two months later, Jiang Xun called her and said, "Little guy, come out and play."
Her nickname is Xiaoyang.
Wu Yang leaned on the sofa and watched TV, saying lazily: "I don't want to go out."
"So what do you do at home?"
"watch TV."
"..." Jiang Xun rolled his eyes, "Boring, let's go out and have fun, there are a lot of people here tonight..." At this point, Jiang Xun called out on the other end of the phone, "Brother Yan An."
Wu Yang sat up immediately and threw away the pillow in his hand, "Where are you?"
"Huh? You're not coming?"
"Stop talking nonsense. Where are you guys playing?"
"Golf Club, tonight is Ye Mei's birthday."
"Oh." Ye Mei is Jiang Xun's good friend and is not very familiar with Wu Yang.
Wu Yang had been in a low mood recently, but for some reason, she just wanted to meet the man named Song. She opened the closet in the bedroom, picked out clothes for about ten minutes, changed seven or eight sets of clothes, and finally decided to wear a caramel coat to the party.
It's winter outside.
Wu Yang wore a white T-shirt and light-colored jeans under her coat. Her long black hair was tied up high in a fishtail braid. Her lips were a man-killing color. I heard that this lip gloss color was extremely seductive and could win the hearts of all straight men, even though she didn't like it.
*
In the golf club.
Music concerto.
Elite beauties dressed in suits and ladies' dresses sat together, chatting and laughing, and the atmosphere was peaceful.
Wu Yang walked in and opened the door, only to realize how inappropriate her outfit was for the evening. She rolled her eyes and thought, damn Jiang Xun, why didn't he tell her to dress more formally in advance
"Wu Yang, here." From afar, a white hand was beckoning her over.
Wu Yang walked over and side-glanced, and saw Jiang Xun also wearing a British suit. His face suddenly turned cold, "Why the hell didn't you tell me to wear formal clothes tonight?"
Jiang Xun smiled, holding the champagne on his phone, "You hung up before I could even say anything."
Wu Yang glared and snorted coldly.
"Come, let me introduce Ye Mei to you." Jiang Xun pulled Wu Yang and asked her to sit down. Next to him was Ye Mei.
Ye Mei is the daughter of the Ye Group. She is well-behaved and has an indescribable temperament of a lady from a noble family. She is particularly quiet and elegant.
But her personality was not like that. Although she was not cold or arrogant, she was still friendly. She extended her hand to Wu Yang and said, "Hello, I'm Ye Mei."
"Hello, I'm Wu Yang." Wu Yang held her hand and added, "Happy birthday." Knowing that tonight was her birthday.
Ye Mei smiled, "Thank you."
After Wu Yang sat down, his eyes began to roam around the private room, as if he was looking for something.
After searching around, Wu Yang still couldn't find the shadow of the person he missed. He pursed his lips and thought: Was I hallucinating just now
She didn't even notice how lost she looked.
Oh, I wouldn’t have come if I had known.
*
"Ye Mei." A gentle male voice sounded behind her.
Wu Yang was stunned for a moment and pursed his lips subconsciously.
Then Ye Mei stood up and smiled sweetly at the person in front of her: "Cousin, are you done with the call?"
"Well, happy birthday." Song Yanan handed over the gift in his hand.
Ye Mei took it and smiled brightly, "Thank you, cousin."
"You're one year older. You should be more sensible in the future and don't make your uncle and aunt worry. Do you understand?" The gentle male voice was right above my head, and it sounded particularly nice.
Wu Yang couldn't help but look back.
The lights were flickering, and Song Yanan stood in front of him, like a god descending from heaven, so handsome that it made people feel dazed.
Wu Yang didn't know why, but he felt an indescribable joy in his heart. Seeing him was like fulfilling a wish. He felt extremely happy and satisfied.
Song Yan'an sat down and Jiang Xun talked to him.
The two of them leaned on the sofa and chatted, occasionally clinking their wine glasses, and the atmosphere was harmonious.
It was only at this time that Wu Yang realized that Jiang Xun and Song Yanan had a good relationship. He did not expect that Jiang Xun, who seemed to be a playboy, was also quite good at socializing.
Ye Mei came over to chat with Wu Yang, "Wu Yang, do you want to have a drink?"
"Okay." Wu Yang clinked glasses with her, his eyes fell on Song Yan'an, and then looked away as if nothing had happened.
God knows she didn't want to chat at all, she just wanted to sit there quietly and admire Song Yanan's handsome face.
Ye Mei said: "I often hear Jiang Xun mention you. He said that you two have a very good relationship."
"I guess so." Wu Yang thought for a moment, "It seems that he is my best friend, and I am also his best friend."
"You two have such a good relationship." Ye Mei stared at the wine glass in her hand, not knowing what she was thinking, with a dazed expression.
Wu Yang felt something was strange and looked at her a few more times, feeling that she was worried about something.
When he found a chance, Wu Yang tilted his head and asked Jiang Xun, "Hey, how did you get to know Ye Mei?"
"That day, she caught her boyfriend cheating on her in a Michelin restaurant, and then she had a fight with the mistress. The scumbag wanted to beat her up too. I happened to pass by, so I helped her deal with the scumbag." Jiang Xun whispered in her ear. From a distance, the two of them seemed to be whispering.
Wu Yang couldn't help laughing, his eyebrows were full of smiles, "How did you clean it up?"
"I walked over so handsomely and punched the scumbag in the stomach. The scumbag asked me who I was. I said, I am your father, and then I beat him up. I beat him so hard that he couldn't even get up from the ground."
"Okay, you are so brave, causing trouble outside. Aren't you afraid that your father will punish you?"
"It is my duty to deal with the scumbag. Even if my dad came, I would still say the same thing."
"Bullshit! You're just trying to show off your prowess. If you run into a martial artist, you'll probably be beaten to a pulp."
"Tsk..." Jiang Xun snorted disdainfully, raised his arms, rolled up his shirt sleeves, and showed off his solid wheat-colored muscles. "See? I work out every day, and I'm also a Taekwondo gangster. Would I be afraid of a mere martial artist? Come on, I'll beat one. Come on, I'll beat two."
Jiang Xun's muscles are not the exaggerated ones, but the beautiful ones. They don't look exaggerated but are strong, beautiful and sexy. They are the kind of perfect muscles.
Wu Yang smiled with his eyes curved, "Alright, alright, you just talk nonsense, don't I know what you are capable of?"
"I'm afraid you don't understand enough about my abilities." As he said this, he blinked his eyes, suggesting something meaningful.
Wu Yang knew what he was talking about. He rolled his eyes and hit him on the head. "Get lost. You just show off your inferiority in front of me."
"Hey, that's wrong. That's not what you said when you asked me for resources."
"..." Wu Yang's face changed, "Keep your voice down!"
After saying that, he secretly glanced at Song Yanan, and felt relieved to see that he was listening to the phone.
Jiang Xun raised his eyebrows and jokingly asked, "What? You dare to watch porn but you don't dare to admit it?"
"Go to hell!" Wu Yang had the urge to drag Jiang Xun out and execute him immediately. "How can you say something like this out loud? You have no shame, but I still have some."
Because everyone said the ending was a bit regrettable, I also think that the little brother should have a destination, so I made up a special chapter about Song Yanan.
(End of this chapter)