Beauty is like a flower across the clouds.

They stood arm-in-arm, smiling slightly, their faces soft and bright, and their sleek and slim white dresses glowing brightly under the clear beams.

It can be seen that neither of them talks much. The master of ceremonies is sharp-toothed, but he can't bargain in front of them.

Asked about the five-year love run, Lu Linan pursed his lips reservedly, "That's how it came naturally, huh...... Very lucky. A sweet and shy smile.

Ningxia looked at it from a distance and smiled.

It's good that other people's love is lucky enough to feel it, she restrained her mind, and took advantage of the lights in the banquet hall to come out along the wall.

The corridor outside the hall was empty, and the sound of footsteps, which was already inaudible, was sucked into the thick, soft carpet and made it even more inaudible.

Ningxia lowered his head and thought about his thoughts, and approached the elevator inside the employee step by step.

As soon as her left foot stepped around the corner, her heart thumped, and she jerked her foot back against the wall of the hallway, holding her breath and listening.

Xu Zhengze stood up to answer the phone at the elevator entrance, he responded vaguely, his attitude was perfunctory, and he could hear that he was very impatient.

Soon, he ran out of patience and said in a bad tone: "What I want to do is my business, it has nothing to do with you!" ”

I don't know what the other party said, his fiery temper was suppressed, "Okay, see you in the evening." ”

The elevator door opened, and he walked inside.

Ningxia heard the sound and hurriedly ran out from the corner to see the floor indication on the elevator operation panel, the elevator stopped on the second floor, and continued down until it finally stopped at the negative floor.

She didn't know if there was anyone else in the car before Xu Zhengze entered, and whether it was him or someone else who went to the negative floor, she didn't know. But the only thing that is certain is that she can't stay here anymore, in case she is caught, it doesn't matter if she is scolded, she is afraid that she will affect Brother Liang.

The elevator rose quickly after falling, Ningxia couldn't wait, the elevator keys of the two elevators were pressed, and she waited for a second, two seconds, three seconds......

Someone walked up.

She heard a click of something lid. Then, with a thud, something popped out.

Ningxia is too familiar with these two light sounds, and the one that can make this sound is an old-fashioned flint lighter.

There was a tremor in the air, her head pounding, and her chest pounding.

She hadn't heard that voice in years.

The fastest elevator has reached the 12th floor, and the rate of descent is steady, without stopping on any floor between 8~12.

Ningxia turned his head at this time.

A man was only half a meter away from her, he had just lit a cigarette in his hand, there was no wind in the corridor, the smoke was not disturbed, it floated straight upward, his handsome face was half hidden in the gradually dissipating smoke, like a stone slab under the waves of water, heavy, expressionless.

It's Ye Zhaojue.

He didn't seem to notice her, her eyes suddenly looked over, he was stunned, and the coldness on his face was slow to release after a while, "Why are you here?" ”

The tone didn't seem like asking a question, but it seemed like seeing her, and he sighed casually in a little surprise.

"I—I'll come up and take a look."

Ningxia stared at the cigarette in his hand, and the residual feelings in his heart disappeared little by little, but seeing him like this, it was inevitable that his heart was slightly convex.

Ye Zhaojue in front of him was a semi-stranger, the lively little white-dotted tie around his neck was slightly loose, and the buttons of his suit were open, revealing the plain shirt inside, although he tried his best to restrain himself, the loneliness and coldness in his eyes were so strong that he couldn't dissolve.

The elevator door opened at this time, but Ningxia had already ignored it.

The people inside were all hotel staff, and when they saw her in casual clothes, they thought it was just a passing guest, and immediately pressed the close button. Coincidentally, one went down, and the other just came up, and it crossed the eighth floor in a daze and stopped at the ninth floor.

Ningxia's attention was no longer on the elevator, and she asked, "What about you, how did you get out?" ”

She wanted to say that the engagement banquet was still going on, but for some reason, she held back.

Ye Zhaojue raised his hand slightly, "Come out and smoke a cigarette." He lifted his chin and pointed to the security door not far away, "I'm not going to accompany you." ”

As he spoke, he was going in that direction.

"Wait a minute!" Ningxia complied with his wishes and hurriedly called out to him.

"What?" His eyes narrowed slightly, and his silent eyes were fixed on her.

"I'll be with you." Ningxia clenched his fists and repeated, "Shall I accompany you?" The corners of her lips were slightly raised, and she spoke in a consultative tone.

Ye Zhaojue frowned, opened his eyes, and refused stiffly: "No." ”

"Yes, yes." Ningxia said continuously. She opened the way in front of her, turning back as she went, "Come on, my time is precious." ”

He froze at her, a little scarlet burning quietly between his fingers.

Over there, Ningxia has already walked to the security emergency door. She pushed open the door, leaned against the door, and beckoned from a distance, "Come here." ”

Ye Zhaojue didn't move at all.

The two looked at each other silently, one calling, the other hesitating.

Time is silent.

Ningxia waited quietly. He was in a bad mood, he wanted to find a place where no one was to smoke a cigarette, maybe in a short period of self-solitude, he would quickly pack up his mood and change back to the original him, but Ningxia didn't want to do what he wanted.

As for the reason, she couldn't tell. Perhaps, once he comforted her, she subconsciously hoped to take this opportunity to return the warmth. Or perhaps, for no reason, she's purely insane and nosy.

She waited and waited, and when his smile was about to freeze, he finally walked over.

Unlike the elevator room, the stairwell is dimly lit, and when the door is closed, it suddenly seems empty and lonely. Standing on the side of the handrail and looking down, it was so faint that you couldn't see the bottom at a glance, and the more you went down, the darker it became.

Ningxia sat on the bottom step of the ascending stairs, with no cushion under his buttocks, and he did not blow soot when he sat down, without any scruples.

Ye Zhaojue stood in the corner of the wall, keeping a certain distance from her.

He slipped one hand into his suit trouser pocket and took a deep drag on his cigarette. The smoke fills and slowly disperses in the corners. The smell of smoke wafted to Ningxia, and it was already too faint to grasp.

Ningxia put his hands on his knees, put his hands on his cheeks, and looked up at him, "May I ask you a question?" ”

He raised an eyebrow, faintly, "This is your mantra?" ”

Ningxia smiled, "Don't you think I'm very polite?" Every time you have a question, you will be consulted in advance. ”

A quiet smile lit up a lamp in the dim skylight, although this lamp was a little dazzling to Ye Zhaojue, his gloomy mood gradually brightened.

He curled the corners of his lips imperceptibly, "Since you're asking, I can choose not to answer." ”

Ningxia shrugged her shoulders, "It doesn't matter, I only asked because I can know or not know this question, and it will have no effect on me if you answer or not." ”

"What's the problem?" He asked.

Ningxia smiled even more happily, "I knew you would satisfy me." ”

At this point, she had already paused, but suddenly realized that something was wrong, and immediately lowered her head, a little embarrassed, "Well, I mean, you will satisfy my curiosity." ”

Ye Zhaojue chuckled, his expression unconsciously relaxed.

The laughter vaguely reached Ningxia's ears, and she bent her lips, feeling a sense of joy that was crooked.

She asked slowly, "Hmm...... I want to ask you, what age are you, and why do you still use flint lighters? ”

"How do you know?" Ye Zhaojue was stunned.

“…… I guess. Ningxia put down his hand, his arms were spread on his knees, his chin was pillowed, but his voice was lowered, "Aren't flint lighters all eliminated, do you have nostalgia?" ”

He was silent.

Ningxia waited for a while and didn't wait for a reply, and raised his head.

He turned sideways to face her, his head slightly lowered, his chest slumped together, and he took another deep puff of cigarette. The light was already dim, and the slowly exhaled smoke rings lingered around him, enveloping him in a hazy mist.

What the hell happened to him?

Isn't today a day to be happy about?

Why does he look like he's lost?

Ningxia wrinkled his eyebrows and wondered, what was the difference in his thoughts gradually opened.

She looked at him, and she didn't urge, she just looked at him silently.

He took a few puffs, and the smoke dispersed and gathered, gathered and dispersed, until the cigarette in his hand burned out, and he extinguished the cigarette butt and looked at it.

"Maybe." He said.

“…… Oh. Ningxia suddenly didn't want to speak.

Push open the flip lid of the trash can and drop the cigarette butt inside. He put his other hand in his pocket and turned it around. Those eyes were dull and bottomless.

Ningxia looked at him and saw his lips close one by one, "Xiao Xia, are you in love?" ”

“…… No. Ningxia was stunned for a second.

He walked over, obviously not interested, but asked again, "Have you talked about it before?" ”

“…… Nor did it. ”

As he continued to get closer and inexplicable questions one after another, Ningxia buried his head uncomfortably, his lips against the back of his hand.

He sat down at the other end of the steps, as casual as she had before, but he had long hands and long feet, unlike Ningxia, who bent his knees and sat reservedly, but his two long legs were naturally straight, and one foot rested loosely on the other.

With his hands still in his pockets, he turned his head, his gaze sliding over her head, "Not once?" ”

His tone is so bland that it is almost official, more cramped than a teacher asking a student if he has a puppy love.

Ningxia suddenly became a little angry, her head was slightly sideways, her eyes were staring, and her voice was accompanied by a hint of obvious annoyance, "No, no, no, no, isn't it strange, what is there to ask." ”

The stairs were narrow, only separated by a distance of two people, Ye Zhaojue did not stop, he looked at her and continued, "Is there anyone you like?" ”

Ningxia took a deep breath and slowly sat up straight. She pursed her lips, tilted her head, and met her gaze without avoiding it, her voice became slightly cold, and her speech speed became low: "No." ”

"It's good." He smiled.

Ningxia was stunned for a moment, and his irritable mood was immediately stopped, "What? ”

Was she hallucinating?

――Do you have someone you like? Didn't it work?

Her eyes widened, and her heartbeat became irregular.

He no longer looked at her, but at a point in the void ahead of him, "It's good not to have a crush." ”

"Crush?" Ningxia blinked, not understanding.

He replied: "You have a crush on him, and he happens to have a crush on you, is this chance very small?" ”

“…… Well. Ningxia bit her lip with a complicated expression.

He tugged at the corners of his lips and snorted slightly: "It's sad to spend all my time in mutual crushes, and I miss it." It's good not to have a crush, Natsu-chan. ”

“……”

So, are you obsessed?