Ye Cong's appearance was probably the biggest show of the night. He couldn't understand the dialect and had an excuse to keep Xinya by his side.
It's a beautiful name. If I say something wrong, it will be you who will be embarrassed.
There are many singing and dancing activities, and Ye Cong only listens to a melody when singing, but that's enough because the melody is nice.
Xinya always sang very well, so Ye Cong sat next to her and listened to his singing.
Maybe it's because she hasn't been back for two years. Xinya was very excited tonight, and Ye Cong just watched, as if it was a kind of happiness to see her happy like this.
Ye Cong couldn't understand what was being shouted over there, but in the next second he saw Xin Ya running over, looking up at him with her big bright eyes, "They asked you if you wanted to dance."
Ye Cong raised his eyebrows slightly, "I can't."
"It's just dancing blindly." Xinya said, dragging Ye Cong and ran over, and then led him into the crowd, really dancing around the centuries-old elm tree.
But everyone is happy, and that's enough.
Ye Cong followed Xinya and felt for the first time that happiness could be so simple.
After arriving here, Ye Cong discovered that many of his firsts were given to him by this place.
This place is barren, backward and poor, but their spirit is rich and their life is happy.
A New Year's party danced until eleven o'clock. Everyone walked past Ye Cong before leaving, looking at him with satisfaction or appraising him. Will Ye Cong respond politely with one or two sentences? To deal with these, Easy.
"Would you find it boring?" Xinya walked backwards and looked at Ye Cong.
"No, it's very fresh." Ye Cong gave a word that could roughly describe his mood, but he was always paying attention to Xinya's feet. When Xinya almost fell, he directly pulled the person into his arms, "Look Get on your way."
This hug never let go.
The sprout was wet all over, but she didn't struggle to open it. There were still people passing by at this moment, and her face turned red as soon as she rubbed it.
Fortunately, it was dark now, so no one could see clearly.
"What are you doing?" Xin Ya growled, not daring to speak louder.
Ye Cong carried Xinya around twice and turned to the corner of a house so that no one would see him.
"I haven't answered what happened this afternoon. Now do you know who I like?" Tonight, there was still an hour before the Chinese New Year, and he would definitely not postpone it until next year.
Xin Ya was half pressed by him, and his words with a slight smile fell on her ears.
Plop, plop—
Xinya avoided looking at Ye Cong, and twisted her hands together, but Ye Cong slowly squeezed in, took her right hand, and interlocked with her fingers.
"Where did you have the courage to lie to me at Qian Yikun's house?" Ye Cong put his chin on her shoulder and pressed his palms against hers with warmth.
Someone was setting off fireworks at the foot of the mountain in the distance, and she could see it when she looked up.
The first time someone confesses your feelings, is it your boss
What is she going to do
My head was a little confused, and my heart was beating so fast that it almost jumped out of my throat.
Do you like Ye Cong
like!
Maybe she likes Ding Junqi even more than she did at first. At least she was really happy when Ding Junqi got married. But if Ye Cong likes someone else, she will feel uncomfortable in her heart.
This is probably because I like it.
"I-"
Xin Ya thought and looked up at Ye Cong.