When they met again, the boss' eyes turned red, kissed her and said sweet words to her

"Choose me."

"I choose him."

Ye Qingrou and the man's voice sounded almost at the same time.

She was stunned and felt the burning gaze from the "green bean eyes" on the man's mask.

And her eyes were unconsciously eager, wanting to see the man's face through the mask.

He pushed aside the people blocking his way and strode towards her.

The man was tall and straight, and the strong and cold aura he unconsciously exuded was so familiar.

He was much taller than her. Ye Qingrou looked up at him, her heart beating a little faster.

"Are you sure you want me to kiss you?" the man asked her in a deep and unfathomable voice.

The colorful lights in the room were bizarre, and the people were wearing absurd and strange clothes. Everything seemed so blurry that it was unreal...

In a trance, Ye Qingrou stood in front of him, looking up at him, as if she had returned to the past, the moment when she was completely infatuated with him.

There was deep admiration between her elegant and gentle eyes. She called him softly, "Muchuan."

For a moment, the man's tall figure froze.

He wrapped one arm around her waist and pulled her into his arms. His hard finger bones clamped her chin, forcing her to meet him and open her lips.

He lowered his head and peeled off the mask from bottom to top...

Ye Qingrou vaguely saw his sharp and clear jaw line, and the hot breath he exhaled sprayed on her face.

Suddenly, whistles and chaotic cheering sounds were heard!

The dream was shattered in an instant.

Looking at the person I think about day and night, my eyes are fixed on her thin petal lips...

Pei Muchuan endured it so hard that his spine trembled. He pressed his hands on her slender back, rubbed her hard into his arms, and covered her with a mask.

His warm breath was blocked, and Ye Qingrou regained consciousness and reached out to remove his mask.

"run!"

The man whispered something in her ear.

Then he suddenly raised his foot and kicked down the two people blocking the door, grabbed her arm and rushed out!

The group of "devils and monsters" in the room immediately followed them.

"You find a place to hide!"

After rushing out of the horror house, the man pushed her into a dark corner and ran in the opposite direction to attract fire.

Watching the group of people running away after him, Ye Qingrou walked out of the corner cautiously.

There were two voices in my heart: one was to leave immediately and ignore him, and the other was to find him and take off his mask.

only……

It was not her turn to be confused. The man dressed as a "pirate" in the room just now turned back and saw her at a glance: "Little bee, buzz buzz buzz..."

...What's so good about it.

Ye Qingrou panicked and turned around and ran.

The more she ran, the more dizzy she felt. She realized later that it was the aftereffects of the glass of wine she had just drunk that had taken over her.

The road beneath my feet has become like the ups and downs of waves...

A reflective mirror seemed to appear on the ground, and she stepped on it.

"thump!"

The cold water flooded over my head.

This is a small lake next to the park!

Ye Qingrou instinctively stretched her hands forward, bent her knees and legs, and floated on the water. However, the doll costume she was wearing was too absorbent, and she was also drunk, so her body sank further and further...

The "pirate" was still on the shore, laughing and clapping his hands: "The little bee fell into the water..."

However, before he could finish laughing, he was kicked hard on the butt and fell headfirst into the lake!

"Fuck you!"

In the dim light, a man's furious curses were heard.

Ye Qingrou only felt her body become light as she was carried ashore.

When the cool night breeze blew, she shivered and slowly opened her eyes.

What caught my eye was the "ugly blind man".

"How is it? Are you injured anywhere?" he asked anxiously.

Ye Qingrou leaned in his arms in a daze, not saying a word. She raised her hand to take off the mask on his face, but he turned his head away.

She took his right hand again, slowly tightened her grip, and spread out his palm in front of her, looking at it carefully.

Tears unconsciously covered her eyes, and she whispered, "It's you."

"I remember all the lines on your palm."