"Death."

The girl replied in an inaudible voice.

Die young? Yan Qingcheng tilted his head and wondered, in this era, does anyone still use one word as his full name?

"Your name is Death?"

The girl nodded.

"Well, thank you for helping me out...... No, I mean I'm sorry! I'm really sorry just now! Yan Qingcheng apologized again and again, but how could the sin of forcibly kissing the girl be brought away with a light apology? Yan Qingcheng was ready, no matter how the girl treated him, scolding, despising, or even waving his fists, he would gladly accept it.

Yan raised his head and looked into Yan Qingcheng's eyes, as if to confirm something.

Yan Qingcheng's expression was sincere, and his eyes were extremely serious.

After a long time, she withdrew her gaze and continued to keep her head down and not speak.

Yan Qingcheng was blushing by her, but she was helpless; Any woman who suddenly encounters a forced kiss will always have a rather violent reaction, but she is completely indifferent, not at all like a normal girl, or at all like a living human being.

It's like this when she comes all the way, she doesn't have a specific direction, Yan Qingcheng pulls her wherever she goes, she follows wherever she goes, like a marionette in her hand, what purpose did she come to the Galaxy Hotel?

"Did she recognize me?" Yan Qingcheng thought that this was almost the only possibility.

The topic is also difficult to develop, Yan Qingcheng does not know how to introduce himself, saying his real name may be a disaster, after all, he is a dead person named in the coalition government, and his sudden appearance will definitely make waves; He didn't want to lie to the martyr from the bottom of his heart, he just wanted to maintain his sincerity in front of this girl. Therefore, Yan Qingcheng is extremely entangled and difficult to speak.

But fortunately, he didn't ask him what he meant, which made him breathe a sigh of relief.

The two stood hand in hand at the exit of the courtyard, with the road leading in all directions, and Yan Qingcheng remembered that the welcome lady had told him to turn right to the venue where the charity gala would be held.

But he came to the charity gala for another purpose, did he want to take the funeral with him? He hesitated, reluctant to let go of his hand.

He didn't know what level of affection he had for mourning. Camaraderie? Far more than that, the tacit understanding between them seems to have been formed after many years of getting along, casual and natural; Affection? Yan Qingcheng has only known Yan Qingcheng for less than a year, and judging from her appearance, she cannot be Yan Qingcheng's long-lost sister; Love? Maybe it's possible, but the two have only met a few times, even if they are talented and beautiful, and have the capital to fall in love at first sight, there is no condition for long-term love.

Yan Qingcheng's heart is a little lost, he has never been in love, he doesn't know how to deal with his feelings, and maybe King Xiang has no intention of being a goddess, and he also doesn't know what the attitude of the mourners around him is.

In fact, in the final analysis, it may be completely his own imagination, and he may not have special feelings for him, and he is clear and self-deprecating.

"Excuse me, are you here to attend the charity gala?"

A waiter's inquiry came from behind him, pulling Yan Qingcheng back from his fantasy to reality.

They'd been standing in the place for too long, and both of them were dressed formally, so no wonder the waiter asked.

Yan Qingcheng was about to open his mouth to answer, but Yan raised his right hand, revealing the bracelet on his wrist, and projected an invitation; The waiter looked a lot more respectful when he saw the invitation, and regarded the two as disoriented guests, and took the initiative to walk in front to lead the way for them.

Mourning is also here for a charity gala? Yan Qingcheng frowned, he remembered that in addition to the high-level leaders of Liang Xingbei Construction Group, there were only government dignitaries and wealthy people who loved to be famous, so which category did the mourners around him belong to?

The group of Beijing Construction Group belongs to the organizer and should wait for the guests at the party site early; Government dignitaries should at least be sharp-tongued, and the character of the dead is obviously not in line; Excluding the first two cases, that is, she is actually a little rich woman?

In his opinion, choosing a place to spend a lot of money, a trip to the front and back, and an opportunity to brag about various official news channels to show his enthusiasm for charity are just a hype; But thinking that Yan is also this kind of person, Yan Qingcheng subconsciously thinks that it is impossible, Yan Yan's personality is as plain as clear water, and he should really want to contribute to charity to come here.

Yan Qingcheng's favorability towards death has greatly increased, he was originally an orphan and relied on social assistance to survive, so he is grateful to people who are enthusiastic about public welfare.

It's really worthy of being a lover's eyes, and he didn't say a word, and Yan Qingcheng moved himself inexplicably.

As for the exquisite interior decoration of the hotel introduced to the two by the waiter along the way, Yan Qingcheng didn't bother to pay attention to it at all, and it was really flattering to the blind man.

"We've arrived, and the party has already begun a quarter of an hour, and it's not too late for the two of us." The waiter walked down the steps, stretched out his hand and pointed to the auditorium above and said to the two of them.

The auditorium is built in the interior space of the hotel, surrounded by a full range of images projecting a complete starry sky, and the steps are covered with a bright red carpet.

"Pretty good design." Yan Qingcheng admired.

"It is our honor to appreciate your appreciation, Galaxy Hotel will always provide only the highest level of service to its guests." With that, the waiter took a few steps back and turned to leave.

Yan Qingcheng looked at the mourners beside her, and she was also looking at the auditorium above, but her eyes were still so plain.

It turns out that she is a three-nil girl?

Xiao Sa once shook Qingcheng speechless with his rich experience as a maid, although this "rich experience" does not know whether it really exists or is blown out by a mouth; He told Yan Qingcheng earnestly that men should make good use of their advantages, whether it is a rich family business, a handsome face, or an interesting soul, they should make good use of them, and have a few girlfriends while they are young, so that they will not waste this life; In this regard, as long as it is a man, they can talk together, Yan Qingcheng was very curious, so he humbly asked for advice, wanting to know what kind of girl is suitable for him.

The two usually don't see each other much, and they occasionally mention a very interesting topic, so they naturally want to have a good chat; They hooked their shoulders to find a corner with few people, and sat down to talk in detail.

"Generally speaking, it is the best choice to pursue a partner with the same and complementary personalities, and it is also the easiest to attract each other," Xiao Yi took a sip of his precious wine bottle, his eyebrows fluttering, "Adolescent men and women are mainly divided into two lines, cat and canine; The cat line is more passive and introverted, and the dog line is more active and unrestrained, clear, and it is obvious that you belong to the cat line. ”

"Cats?" Yan Qingcheng was a little strange, "How can I be a cat?" ”

"You are delicate, you like to be alone, you have a sensitive and vulnerable personality, you are loyal at heart, and you tend to platonic love, all of which have the shadow of a cat in them." Chic and vibrant.

Yan Qingcheng frowned and wanted to refute, but every point was said by Xiao Shao, so he could only remain silent.

"And the cat male, the best match is the canine female," looking at Yan Qingcheng's silent appearance, Xiao Sao knew that he had hit the vital point, hehe smiled, and continued, "This kind of girl has a cheerful, lively and cute personality, and she likes to revolve around people the most, so she is a good match for you." ”

"Sounds a little reasonable," Yan Qingcheng nodded, "But we are the Wing Clan, and there are very few people we can come into contact with, where can we find a canine girl?" ”

"Tsk, are you blind? Think about ......"

The dashing words were interrupted abruptly, and he jerked his head down, a scythe swirling through his hair.

Yan Qingcheng was so frightened that he trembled and looked at the scythe, which had been chiseled into the steel wall after passing over the top of the sinister head, the scythe blade had penetrated a centimeter into the steel plate, and a few stray broken hairs were scattered on it.

Peony ran over panting, and Yan Qingcheng found that her face was very red, as if she had just finished exercising.

"Peony, I'm just studying psychology......" Yan Qingcheng didn't know why she suddenly killed Xiao She, and hurriedly clarified herself.

"Kiyoshi!" Peony interrupted his words with a scream, and at the same time kicked Xiao Sa hard, and then pulled up Yan Qingcheng's wrist, "Hurry up, stay away from Uncle Chic, he is uneasy and kind." ”

Peony forcibly pulled Yan Qingcheng away, Yan Qingcheng looked back at Xiao Shi who fell to the ground, he had a happy expression, and gestured to Yan Qingcheng to cheer.

What kind of oil to add?

"Peony, just now I really just talked about some psychological things with Uncle Xiao Shi," it is estimated that he has walked a short distance, Yan Qingcheng explained to Peony, "He told me that I am a cat man, the analysis is very reasonable, and he said ......"

"Ahh Don't say it! Peony suddenly shook Yan Qingcheng's hand away, covered his ears and stomped his feet, and then flew away quickly with a flutter of his wings.

Yan Qingcheng was confused, she didn't know what Peony was doing, and after thinking about it, she could only think that she was simply looking at Xiao and unhappy.

Yan Qingcheng thought that this was the end of the matter, but he didn't expect that there would be a follow-up.

Late at night, Xiao Sage snuck into his room.

"Uncle Chic, aren't you going to sleep so late?" Yan Qingcheng yawned, watching Xiao Shao fly in with a wine bottle in his hand, a little funny.

"Hiccup, Uncle is just here to continue to talk about the experience that has not been taught during the day, why don't you kid understand Uncle's good intentions at all?" There was no tiredness in his chic tone, and the room was filled with the smell of wine.

Yan Qingcheng put his hand in front of his nose and fanned it, "You dare to say, aren't you afraid that Peony will cut off your head after knowing about it?" ”

"You are still too young, and some things must be guided by the elders," Xiao Sa drank too much, but his eyes were very serious, "Do you remember the canine girl you mentioned?" ”

"Well, remember ......" Yan Qingcheng nodded, but in fact he had long forgotten most of the day's conversations, which in his opinion were just a little entertainment in his daily life.

"That's good, you can keep the following words firmly in mind for your uncle." Xiao Sao grabbed Yan Qingcheng's shoulder, approached his face and said, "Girls, especially little girls who have no emotional experience, are too easy to get emotional and too easy to get hurt; Girls are not as strong as they appear, so you must cherish them, even if you have wronged yourself, you must cherish them well. ”

Yan Qingcheng was a little dizzy from the strong smell of wine, but he still barely finished listening to Xiao Shi's speech.

"If you hurt their sincerity, it's too late for you to regret it."

After saying this, Xiao Xiao's expression was much more lonely, and he raised the bottle to take a sip, but the bottle was empty.

He staggered to the window and tried to fly out.

"Uncle Chic!" Yan Qingcheng hurriedly shouted to stop Xiao Shi, "You're drunk like this, take the stairs." ”

"Little things, it's all small things," Xiao Shi rode to the windowsill, "It's just that the first wave of wine has just come up, and it can be suppressed immediately, our Wing Clan's alcohol consumption is very good, it doesn't matter how much you drink!" ”

"The last time I heard you say that, it caused a lot of trouble." Yan Qingcheng has a psychological shadow.

Xiao Sang didn't pay attention to him anymore, he rolled over and fell, he quickly got out of bed and looked out the window, and found that Xiao Sang made irregular movements in the air like a headless fly, and flew to the other side of the building after a while.

Later, I didn't know what happened clearly, but I heard Mo Yun mention a little, Xiao Sa slept on the flower flat that night, crushed a lot of white peony flowers, and the peony completely went berserk, if Mo Yun hadn't pulled her in time, she would have really cut off Xiao Sa's head.

usually mentions chic farces, Mo Yun always has a good and funny expression; But only this time, her eyes were full of sadness.

At that time, Yan Qingcheng thought that Mo Yun was distressing about those white peony flowers, so he didn't think too much, and this matter was completely over.

Yan Qingcheng looked at the expressionless Yan beside him and remembered Xiao Xiao's words.

"Girls aren't as strong as they appear."

Isn't it as strong as it seems? Yan Qingcheng thought silently, no matter what happened, the girl didn't change her expression, so what was her heart?

Strong, arrogant? Or is it fragile and sensitive?

Yan Qingcheng shook his head, the charity gala had already begun, and now was not the time to think outside the auditorium.

He dragged him onto the bright red carpet and walked towards the auditorium step by step.

What a strong sense of déjà vu......

Yan Qingcheng's face was slightly red, and she couldn't see how she felt from her face, but Yan Qingcheng really wanted to be crooked.

It's just like a wedding.

The handsome young man led the beautiful girl, and the two stepped on the rose petals all over the ground, and walked on the happiest moment of their lives in the blessings of relatives and friends.

The boy put on a ring for the girl, lifted the wedding hat and kissed her beautiful face; The girl wrapped her hands around the boy's neck and responded with the most fiery love.

It all seemed like it happened a long, long time ago.

It was a long, long time ago, a time when everyone had forgotten it.

"Death," Yan Qingcheng whispered softly, "We, have we ever been?" ”

Yan paused and didn't answer, but reached out and grabbed Yan Qingcheng's arm.

Heh-

Yan Qingcheng chuckled, although he didn't know where this familiar feeling came from, but at least he confirmed the heart of the girl next to him.

"Please let me pour out my heart for you."

Yan Qingcheng made a silent oath.