After a while, the deafening music started again, and to the rhythm of the DJ, I came to my senses, stood facing the dance floor, stretched, and then turned to them and said, "Do you want to go down and dance together?" "Looking at the swaying figures on the dance floor, I also wanted to throw myself into the crowd to vent.

"Go ahead, I want to rest here for a while." Sasa lazily chin towards my nunu.

"Qing, are you going?" I shouted at Qing, only to see her head down, her eyes kept falling on the mobile phone in her hand, it seemed that she didn't hear me.

"Hey......" Sasa slowly knocked twice in front of her with a wine glass, and Haru looked up at Sasa, communicating with her with her eyes.

I saw Sasa look at me, and then close to Haru's ear, her mouth opened and closed several times, and Haru's head shook like a rattle.

I could guess it, so I threw my backpack next to them, twisted my neck, and turned around and walked in the direction of the dance floor.

The colorful lanterns hanging in the air flickered on and off, constantly spinning, shooting out colorful starlight, rendering a layer of hazy ambiguity here.

It's a lot like clubbing in the United States, with strong dance music and people partying to their heart's content, where the unexpected can happen at every moment.

I loved it, and the thought crossed my mind: Am I going to have an affair here tonight?! What followed was the scene of the male protagonist appearing......

Just as I was standing next to me completely immersed in my own YY, laughing all the time, someone I didn't know hit me the chest, and then passed in front of me without looking back.

"Stop, won't you apologize if you hit someone?" Damn, what is this person's attitude? I roared and strode forward, stopped her, glared at her, why did she have pretty short hair again? The clothes still look familiar?!

When this girl saw me, she was surprised at first, her beautiful eyes kept blinking, and after ten seconds, she showed a look of disdain, the corners of her mouth were lightly raised, and she looked like she couldn't be beaten, "It's you?!" With that, his eyes were looking behind me uneasily

The way she looked felt familiar to me, especially the way she spoke in a proud tone, and I searched my mind for images of where I had seen her.

Seeing that I didn't answer, she glanced at me again out of the corner of her eye, and then raised her chin high, like a proud peacock, swaggering past me, this action and demeanor I had seen a few years ago!

"Do you have to apologize for not teaching you to do something wrong?" My eyes looked ahead, and I grabbed her who passed by, and my tone suddenly became cold, Du Xiaolei, I haven't seen you for a few years, do you still treat me as a soft persimmon?