Black Moonlight Crazy Criticism of the Vicious Female Supporting Awakens

After Jiang Deng dragged Zhou Wu out of the Jiang family's ancestral home, they went to the video game arcade in the mall and had fun until five in the afternoon.

It gets dark early in winter, and a series of white or yellow lights are lit on both sides of the street. The large LED screens on the nearby high-rise buildings are showing colorful advertisements that are blinding enough, but there are not many people on the streets.

The Chinese New Year is probably the time of the year when Syracuse has the least people, and many migrant workers return to their hometowns before New Year’s Eve.

Family reunion may be a happy thing for many people.

For example, Zhou Wu.

Unfortunately, it wasn't the case for her.

"You prodigal son, go home now. You don't have to accompany me." Jiang Deng withdrew his gaze from Zhou Wu's smiling peach blossom eyes, lowered his eyelids, and took a sip of the taro milk green tea in his hand, which was about to run out. "I am very happy today."

Thank you for coming all the way to accompany me.

But he didn't like to hear her thank you, so Jiang Deng didn't say this.

After Zhou Wu leaves, she will probably return to Xilin Villa.

It's boring to be outside alone, and the movie isn't that good to watch, so I'd better go back and practice dancing for a while.

"Ayu."

Zhou Wu pinched the palm of her right hand.

"Ok?"

Jiang Deng looked up at him in confusion.

The light coming from somewhere shone into her clear and bright eyes through her long eyelashes, sometimes bright and sometimes dim, like thousands of stars twinkling in the night sky.

She didn't know how pitiful she looked now, like a small animal curled up in a ball hugging itself. It clearly wanted someone to accompany it, but it still pretended to be tough while feeling sorry for itself and feeling lonely.

Zhou Wu felt as if his entire heart was grabbed by an invisible giant hand.

He really wanted to hug her and kiss her.

And he did.

The burning temperature touched her eyelids, and Jiang Deng heard a man's clear and gentle voice from above:

"Do you want to go back to Zhou's house with me?"

Jiang Deng was stunned for a moment and raised his eyes.

"Just treat it as an advance inspection. My parents, grandparents are actually very easy to get along with, unlike the Jiang family." Zhou Wu became a little nervous at the end, "Ayu, we can spend the New Year together..."

Jiang Deng was a little slow to react to the meaning of his words.

Go to Zhou's house...

Perhaps the Zhou family is really as Zhou Wu said.

If she hadn't gone back to the Jiang family to cause trouble today, she would have most likely agreed to Zhou Wu's request, but now she has already used up most of her energy -

Forget it.

No matter how easy it is to get along with the elders, they are still elders. They are Zhou Wu’s relatives, not hers.

Jiang Deng finally rejected Zhou Wu's proposal. Zhou Wu felt a little disappointed, but did not force her. After sending her back to Xilin, he gently kissed her on the forehead and said goodbye.

Jiang Deng leaned against the door frame, watching his tall and straight figure gradually disappear into the darkness.

For a moment she wanted to change her mind and chase after him, but finally she calmed down and held back.

There is still a long way to go.

We will meet again the day after tomorrow.

Don't rush.

She changed her clothes, ran to the dance studio, closed the door and danced to her heart's content.

Dinner was great.

After Jiang Deng had eaten and drunk his fill, he asked Aunt Wang to distribute red envelopes to all the servants in the villa. Then he sat alone on the swing chair on the balcony to look at the scenery outside the floor-to-ceiling window.

Perhaps because she had just rejected Zhou Wu, she was a little evasive, so she didn't start checking her phone until now.

New messages pop up one by one.

There were good friends in the circle like Lingran and Yueyuan, relatives like Laotou, classmates from Teikawa University, colleagues and customers from Forest Company... and so on.

The only one that didn't come was from Zhou Wu.

Jiang Deng slid his index finger to the top of the phone screen and paused.

There were no new messages and no missed calls.