In the huge Starbucks, Wang Chengxi sat opposite her, without saying a word, her cold and lonely black eyes shone slightly, as if she was thinking about something.

What did he want to say?

Or, what do you want to do?

For a long time, the surrounding air slowly condensed around her, Wu Yueyao didn't dare to take a breath, all kinds of speculations flashed in her mind, stirring up ripple-like waves, she remembered the relationship between them that was always lukewarm, as well as the fierce words he slammed out of the door in the third year of junior high school, and the unrelenting "Happy Birthday".

Those seem to be all the memories.

There are also some feelings that cannot be parted, which can no longer be said to be obsessions, or scars that are forced to heal after being handled lightly.

After a long time, the boy on the other side finally opened his mouth.

"You're going to help my mom celebrate her birthday tomorrow?"

This sentence brought back Wu Yueyao's wandering thoughts, but it also made her heart chuckle inexplicably.

"Hmm."

She replied as coldly as she could.

"If you can, I want you to have a good chat with my mother." Wang Chengxi stared at her intently, "If you can dispel that thought from my mother, I will be very grateful to you." ”

"Which one is that?"

It was a rhetorical question that was completely nervous and instinctive, but the other party's gaze was slightly condensed, as if he was silently laughing at her for asking knowingly.

Wu Yueyao was furious by him, but her mouth was a little bitter, "I know what you're worried about, but how can I have this ability, maybe in a few years......" Your mother will give up on her own.

"Forget it."

Wang Chengxi interrupted her and suddenly stood up.

"Ming Yuyan advised me to talk to you well, but as I thought, you didn't plan to help me at all, so I'll just say it." The boy seemed to have lost what little patience he had left, and looked at her indifferently.

"I don't like arrogant girls, but if it's you......"

He has never been a mean person, and there is always a warm and tired calm in his eyes, but once he faces her, he seems to have deliberately put on sharp claws, leaving only sharp harshness.

"Even if it's gentle, I won't like it."

When he said this, he didn't lower his voice, coupled with his cold and outstanding appearance, the people in the store frequently inquired curiously, thinking that there would be a gossip drama like Qiong Yao's drama between the two.

However, Wang Chengxi left after saying this.

Wu Yueyao was left sitting in her seat at a loss, unable to ease her mind for a long time.

The sun fell warmly on her body through the glass, but her hands and feet were cold.

On the other side, Bu Yanxi was uneasy to be led by Ming Yuyan, until she walked into the shopping mall, and the refreshing cool breeze rushed towards her, she calmed down slightly, and only then did she notice the eyes cast from time to time around her.

She subconsciously turned her head and glanced at the boy next to her who was like a spotlight, and the daytime light outlined his perfect line from his cheeks to his neck, extending to the neckline of his black clothes, which was too graceful to speak.

Bu Yanxi swallowed her saliva unconsciously, but the boy who didn't squint seemed to feel her "eager" gaze and looked sideways at her.

The momentary weakness of her heart made her reflexively shake off his hand and stride forward.

The boy who was broken away was inexplicable for a moment, but he chased after him disappreciably, and with a light hand, he held her hand again.

"What's wrong?" He asked.

The girl who realized that she had reacted too much coughed lightly twice and asked seriously, "After walking for so long, what are you going to show me?" ”