In fact, not only Yan Huaiqing, but even Mu Zhuoyao also attaches great importance to this Qixi Festival.

He knew that it was not easy for them to come together, so he wanted to be better to Yan Huaiqing and give her more romantic memories. So on the night of Qixi Festival, when Yan Huaiqing was invited to the Western restaurant by the secretary of the mysterious and secret place, she was shocked by the scene in front of her.

I saw that the entire hall was emptied, and the lights were turned off a lot, leaving only a table in the middle, on which were placed delicate vintage candlesticks and a bouquet of roses, and the faint halo looked very warm. The surrounding walls were filled with picture frames and balloons, and the inlaid photos were all memories of them, not knowing where he had come from.

On the ground in front of Yan Huaiqing, there were many flower petals scattered on the road surrounded by pink candles, and the lights flickered on both sides, leading to the table in the middle.

Even though she had already passed the age of a pink girl's heart, when she really saw such a scene in front of her, Yan Huaiqing still felt that her heart seemed to be moved fiercely. It's just that she doesn't know why, she always feels that such a scene is a little familiar, but she can't think of any memories related to it.

Yan Huaiqing simply stopped worrying about this question, and looked straight at the center of the hall. At the end of this candle-lit and petal-paved road, Mu Zhuoyao, dressed in casual clothes, was standing there, just chuckling and looking at her, his face full of softness.

In such a romantic and sweet atmosphere, such a smile was like a whirlpool, sucking all of Yan Huaiqing's thoughts into it, so that when she called Song Meilun to talk about it later, she couldn't stop smiling.

"Alright, I'm not here to eat your dog food."

Song Meilun interrupted her very ruthlessly when she heard it for the third time, and then muttered: "I didn't expect that kid to be quite fast, I only mentioned a few words, and I was able to do it exactly the slightest." ”

Yan Huaiqing heard her muttering very sharply, and was puzzled, and hurriedly asked, "What do you mention?" What's not bad in the slightest? ”

"It's not the scene that Mu Zhuoyao arranged on the day of Qixi Festival!"

Song Meilun replied casually, and only after saying that she reacted, her voice suddenly raised a lot: "No, you didn't even notice this?" ”

Such a clueless question, of course Yan Huaiqing didn't react to what she was talking about. And Song Meilun on the other end of the phone slapped her head and gritted her teeth to remind her: "Jingjing, don't you think the layout of that day is very familiar?" ”

"Like...... It's kind of a bit. ”

Of course, she thought that she was thinking too much, after all, it was impossible for someone else to spend so much time to set up such a romantic scene for her before.

Facing her best friend, who couldn't turn a corner when she touched Mu Zhuoyao's brain, Song Meilun has always had a tone of hatred for iron and steel: "It's not just a little!" This is the dream scene you yourself described to me at the beginning! That day, Mu Zhuoyao came to me for advice, saying that he was going to surprise you on Qixi Festival, I thought about it, and relayed all the words you said to him. ”

After her reminder, Yan Huaiqing instantly recalled.

It was one afternoon, the sun was just right, and when she was chatting with Song Meilun, she happened to talk about whether she wanted to date her boyfriend in the future. Anyway, it's just a hypothesis, Yan Huaiqing simply copied all the arrangements of the romantic scenes he saw in the book, and then casually recited nonsense.

The key is that she was still young at that time, and she had never talked about love, and the scene she described felt bloody just by listening to it! She really didn't know how Mu Zhuoyao felt when she heard it, and how she managed to get those scenes out in the slightest.

Yan Huaiqing was very embarrassed to talk to Song Meilun nonsense, and after the latter hung up the phone in understanding, she threw the phone aside, and threw herself on the soft bed by the way.

She lay on the quilt in shame, her hands covering her face tightly, as if to force herself to calm down.

"Ahhh It's really shameless! ”

A dry howl came from under the covers, and drifted outside the unclosed door. Yan Huaiqing covered herself on the quilt, so she didn't notice that Su Jingying didn't know when she was standing outside her room, and she didn't know how much she had listened to the conversation with Song Meilun just now.

The figure outside didn't walk in the end, and the pudding, which was meant to be used to please her, was mercilessly thrown into the trash.

Su Jingying had a gloomy face, and after returning to the guest room where she was temporarily staying, she finally couldn't help but sweep all the things on the dresser to the ground and lose her temper. Precious skincare products and perfumes fell to the ground and shattered into pieces, and the fragrance filled her nostrils, but it seemed to make her more irritable.

"That slut, slut!"

She said that she couldn't find Mu Zhuoyao anywhere on the day of Qixi Festival, it turned out that she was actually seduced by Yan Huaiqing's vixen and went elsewhere, and even the latter deliberately asked Mu Zhuoyao to set up some romantic scenes for her. How could there be such a shameless woman!

Su Jingying couldn't hear Song Meilun's voice outside the door, so she only knew a little about it. But with her temperament, even if she knew the whole story, she would probably be as jealous and crazy as she is now.

Due to Mu Zhuoyao's previous warning, no matter how angry Su Jingying was in her heart, she didn't dare to continue to make a move against Yan Huaiqing for the time being, so she could only suppress this jealousy and resentment in her heart. It's just that blindly suppressing emotions like this can't do anything to alleviate it, and it may even continue to precipitate and ferment, just waiting for the last one to erupt.

It took half a day for Su Jingying to finally pack up her emotions and walk out of the room. When she saw Yan Huaiqing again, she still pretended to be very intimate as she had done recently, as if she was really a good friend with the other party.

Yan Huaiqing didn't know that her conversation with Song Meilun had been quietly listened to by this person, and she came to inform Su Jingying of the matter: "Zhuo Yao said that he was going to hold a private banquet here, and the time was probably the night after tomorrow. If you have time, be sure to attend on time. ”

Banquet?

Su Jingying was obviously stunned for a moment, and couldn't figure out when Mu Zhuoyao, who had always hated being lively, was keen on private banquets. However, she quickly curled the corners of her lips and smiled slightly: "Don't worry, of course I will attend on time." ”