moonlight lure

Ji Yanchen raised his glass along with everyone else and was keenly aware of an inquiring gaze from across the table.

He looked up and saw a woman looking at him quietly. Her clothes are simple and elegant, and her facial features are of the light-faced type. She is not beautiful, but she is very delicate. The moment her eyes met his, she smiled politely at him and then looked away.

Ji Yanchen didn't remember who she was and didn't think much about it.

A few people around him were still joking about what they had just said: "But to be honest, I have been there once. The girls in Chengdu are so beautiful. The streets are full of beauties. Brother Chen can see them every day now, haha!"

Ji Yanchen lightly curled his lower lip and put down the cup. You can actually see it every day.

After drinking two glasses of wine, he excused himself that his elders were still waiting and stood up to leave.

After going out, he took a long breath and walked to the window at the end of the corridor. He frowned and took off his cigarette-smelling coat.

When he raised his face, he saw from the corner of his eye a graceful figure creeping closer to him in the glass. He unconsciously curled his lips, pretending not to notice, and brushed his coat a few more times. The little fox behind him approached him gently, then wrinkled his nose, sniffed twice, and hugged him: "Have you smoked?"

Ji Yanchen looked back at her face: "Caught, whipped

Twenty minutes of secondhand smoke. "

Song Shiwei pursed her lips and smiled softly: "Thank you, Teacher, for letting me come."

save you. "

"What did he say?"

"Say that you were dragged into the box by a passing beauty because of your beauty. The situation is very critical. Next, you are likely to make the same mistake that all men in the world make."

Ji Yanchen sunbaked, turned around and leaned against the window sill and hugged her into his arms: "So you waited for twenty minutes to come?"

Song Shiwei blinked: "I also want to see if you will make any mistakes."

He lowered his head and bit her on the tip of her nose: "I'm sorry, wife, to disappoint you."

He held her hand and walked to their box. On the way, Song Shiwei keenly sensed something was wrong: "Ji Yanchen."

"Ok?"

"Where's your ring?"

"In the pocket."

She asked seriously: "Why did you take off your ring when you saw your female classmate?"

Ji Yanchen was stunned. For a moment, the person next to him had already shaken off his hand and made a conclusion: "You want to create the illusion that you are unmarried and single!"

Ji Yanchen laughed, and the person in front of him got into the fun: "You are so vicious and insidious."

She shook her head sadly, her lines were clear and her emotions were full, not inferior to a professional drama actor at all, "I really misjudged you."

"Let's get a divorce. I'll make it happen for you. You won't have to force yourself to wear this ring anymore."

Ji Yanchen rubbed his forehead, the helpless and endearing look in his black eyes was so thick that it almost overflowed.

Over the past year, he has been both angry and in love with her little theater that pops up from time to time, especially when she is at home. Sometimes when she gets lazy halfway through the housework and is too embarrassed to just leave it to him, she will secretly perform it. A painful scene about a little maid being exploited by a capitalist, it was a drama from head to toe, which made him dumbfounded. He picked her up and threw her on the sofa and gave her a good beating.

He was too lazy to talk nonsense to her, grabbed her arm and pushed her to the blind corner of the aisle next to the box, held her in his arms, bit her cheeks hard several times, and warned in a low voice: "Try saying these two words again in the future."

"Which two words?"

She raised her eyes, her fox eyes were bright and black, "Divorce? Why? Don't you like it?"

Ji Yanchen lowered his eyes and stared at her face. The sight of her made his teeth and heart itch.

He clasped the back of her neck and rubbed it hard with his rough fingertips a few times: "Baby, you should be glad that you are not at home now." Otherwise, she would never get out of bed today.

The person in front of him understood his hint, and his fair cheeks warmed up slightly. He didn't dare to go too far because he was outside. While avoiding his kiss, he muttered in protest: "My lipstick today is very expensive."

He hugged her waist tightly, lowered his head and kissed her harder: "Then I can kiss her without worry, and don't have to worry about being poisoned."

"That's not what I meant...well..."

When the two were kissing passionately, there was a sudden sound of footsteps in the corridor behind them. It sounded like the sound of stiletto heels, and it was getting closer and closer, as if they were running towards the two of them.

Song Shiwei nervously buried her face in Ji Yanchen's arms. He used his arms to block her from turning around. The person who came was the woman who smiled at him in the box just now. She didn't know if she took the wrong way or for some reason. She stopped not far away and looked quietly. Looking at them, their expressions cannot be seen clearly against the light.

Ji Yanchen frowned slightly, and just when he was about to get angry, the other party turned around and left again.

He was very confused, and his cold and handsome eyebrows darkened.

Song Shiwei heard the other party walking away and lifted her up from his arms.

He raised his head: "Who is it?"

"I'm just passing by, I don't know him."

He lowered his eyes and used his fingers to wipe away the lipstick he had kissed on the corners of her lips, "Let's go back."

***

When the two returned to the box, the fruits and desserts after the meal had just been served.

Ji Yanchen briefly explained what had just happened to his elders. When he sat down, Xie Zhan asked casually: "After you went to the army, did you still go to your class's reunion?"

He recalled: "I went there once during the college entrance examination year."

In order to find out the whereabouts of Song Shiwei.

Xie Zhan asked again: "Then you can't recognize who is who now, right?"

Thinking of the woman just now, Ji Yanchen pursed his lower lip and said in a cold tone: "Well, I don't know most of them."

"such a pity."

Xie Zhan said narrowly, "The girl who brought you in just now was so warm. I thought I could catch some tidbits about you. I've only smoked half a cigarette, so I came back quickly and asked my sister-in-law to rescue you."

Ji Yanchen raised his eyes and glanced over, saying in a weird and exaggerated way: "How can I compare to your rich connections in this aspect? If you go to a class reunion, half the table will be filled with ex-girlfriends."

Song Shiwei couldn't help but leaned forward and interjected: "What about the other half of the table?"

Ji Yanchen raised his hand and rubbed her head, and sneered lukewarmly: "The other half are the victims who have been stolen by Teacher Xie and have been secretly in love with him for many years."

Song Shiwei bit into the watermelon and laughed.

She has long heard of Xie Zhan's glorious deeds, and to be fair, she thinks that Xie Zhan is indeed the type that girls in high school generally like.

He has good grades, good appearance, talkativeness, and humor. The key is that he has a relaxed sense of being careless about everything. This casual temperament can very much charm the little girl who is just starting to have an affair.

When Song Shiwei heard about his deeds for the first time, she couldn't help but hold her chin up and think to herself. Ji Yanchen was only two months younger than him and had grown up with him. Although his appearance was not inferior to him, after all, his grades were better and his personality was better than Ji Yanchen's. This kind of coldness is more popular with elders and girls. Apart from his face, hasn't he been crushed by others in all aspects over the years? Can they still be friends happily? How big of a psychological shadow is this?

It wasn't until she was chatting with Ji Jia before going to bed last night that she realized that Ji Yanchen's ability to be on equal footing with him over the years was all due to his own strength and his own path, which was completely opposite to that of his opponent.

It is said that Jiang Yu and Ji Zhou were both extremely taciturn and aloof personalities when they were young. Even when they went to the confinement center on the first day, the nurse was careful to ask if they were having a cold war.

As the love child of two such aloof contestants, it can be imagined that Ji Yanchen has been obviously unusual since he was a baby. He has a terrifyingly stable mood, a regular schedule and rarely cries. He is a well-known Bodhisattva baby on the entire floor of the confinement center.

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