Chapter Thirty-One

    The man started, and then people kept coming and asking one of them to dance.

    Yan Muhuai couldn't bear the disturbance, his complexion became colder and colder.

    Gu Xiaoting didn't care, he just took it as air.

    While she was listening to the music, a man came over from Yan Muhuai's side. He was still reluctant to let him go when he was rejected, and refused to leave no matter what he said.

    This person's voice was too loud, Gu Xiaoting could hardly hear the music, feeling a little depressed, he casually poured the remaining red wine out of the glass.

    The red wine splashed on the man's face, the man was stunned, and cursed loudly.

    Gu Xiaoting tilted his head and said indifferently, "Get out."

    The man died down and walked away with his body covered in red wine.

    Yan Muhuai's eyes fell on her, and realized that she was just talking casually, and when the man left, his eyes returned to the pianist, as if he really liked the piece very much.

    An idea suddenly popped up in her mind.

    How did Gu Xiaoting know this song?

    With that thought in mind, she also took advantage of the opportunity to ask.

    Gu Xiaoting tilted her head, half of her face was shrouded in starlight, and it became more and more blurred like a cloud, "Of course I didn't know it myself, someone else told me." Her eyes seemed to be blurred, and at this moment, she returned to

    Jiuyuan time before.

    Yan Muhuai felt very uncomfortable suddenly.

    Who is this guy? Gu Xiaoting liked this piece of music so much, did he like the piece itself, or the person who brought her the piece?

    "What kind of person is that?"

    Gu Xiaoting wrote lightly, "I forgot."

    Yan Muhuai didn't believe it, she knew Gu Xiaoting's photographic memory better than anyone else, how could he forget it.

    "I really forgot." She said, her voice was erratic, she suddenly laughed when she thought of something, "Someone who has been dead for countless years, why should I remember her?" Yan Muhuai didn't follow her words to resolve the knot in her heart

    . On the contrary, another layer was added.

    She seemed to know about Gu Xiaoting's past, but she didn't know anything about it.

    She didn't like the feeling that this kind of thing was out of control, which made her feel irritated from the bottom of her heart, and she wanted to pinch the chin of the person in front of her and force her to find out all the information about that person.

    In many cases, what death brings is not forgetting, but continuous strengthening in the heart. She is very concerned that someone will use death to leave traces in Gu Xiaoting's heart.

    She... cares very much.

    A person's heart can't hold many things. If someone goes in early, no matter how hard she tries, she won't be able to go in, because that place doesn't belong to her, it belongs to a dead person.

    The dancing crowd in the hall stopped, and the band was also preparing for a new round of songs. Gu Xiaoting looked away and called out on a whim: "Sister." "Huh?"

    Gu

    Xiaoting stood up and bowed slightly in front of her. Waist, seaweed-like long hair slid down from behind, from Yan Muhuai's angle, one can have a panoramic view of her delicate collarbone.

    The girl said softly: "Can I invite this sister to dance?"

    Yan Muhuai felt very clearly that his heart was beating faster.

    Even if she has told herself countless times that people like Gu Xiaoting are like drugs, once you touch them, you will become addicted, but you will never get it again, she should not indulge in it, she should go away, she should refuse.

    But when this person came in front of her, she would lean over by herself.

    Just like now, she put her hand in Gu Xiaoting's palm.

    The girl held her hand and walked into the hall with her, "I dance the men's step, and my sister dances the women's step."

    The pianist put his hands on the keys, and the piece of music that Gu Xiaoting was all too familiar with suddenly sounded, like a flowing stream, a white jade belt made of clear spring water spread out, lingering around the two of them.

    Gu Xiaoting held Yan Muhuai's waist, they circled around, their toes rubbed against each other, and then moved away with the dance steps.

    At the climax of the music, Gu Xiaoting let go of her right hand, allowing her to slide out naturally, the arc of the snow-white long skirt was like an upside-down flower petal.

    At the same time, Gu Xiaoting's extremely thin skirt also slid away, and she was the flower surrounded by it.

    A song ends.

    Applause gradually resounded from the surroundings, and at some point there were fewer people on the field. The most conspicuous and unique combination was their pair.

    Back to his seat, Gu Xiaoting still had a smile on his face.

    The voice of the pianist sounded in the hall: "...this piece was ordered by an anonymous lady, and it was given to her sweetheart..."

    Yan Muhuai didn't hear these words, and was immersed in his own thoughts.

    Up to now, her palm is still hot, and still retains the heat of intersecting fingers.

    Everyone was looking at them, but she had only one person in her eyes.

    The meal was already cold, Gu Xiaoting asked the waiter to evacuate it, and re-supplied the table.

    After dinner, Gu Xiaoting mentioned his plan to come to Yan Muhuai: "Sister, what month is it now?"

    Yan Muhuai went in without knowing, and replied according to her words: "November."

    "It's still very early, I just arrived Winter." Gu Xiaoting said softly "Ah" with unknown meaning, "The temperature is about 20 degrees now, and the nightlife of young people is much hotter than this. In winter, you should go out for more walks and activities, sister Do you mean it?"

    In the end, she was still about the bar.

    Yan Muhuai put down the knife, and it hit the porcelain plate lightly, making a crisp sound: "The best time to sleep in winter is from ten o'clock to seven o'clock the next morning." She made it very clear

    .

    Before ten o'clock, Gu Xiaoting had to lie obediently on the bed.

    Gu Xiaoting had never gone to bed early and woke up so early in her life. She often turned her day and night upside down. A few days ago, she adjusted her schedule to take care of the scumbag. Once the scumbag was imprisoned, she returned to her original nature, staying awake during the day and staying up at night.

    Yan Muhuai's request seemed ridiculous to her.

    "Sister, there's still one before ten o'clock. I can't even enter the places I can go in before ten o'clock."

    Yan Muhuai: "The place like the bar is crowded with people, and it's not suitable for girls to go there alone. , even if you bring a useless companion.”

    “…”

    Gu Xiaoting laughed softly, thinking: It’s best not to let Rong Bailu hear this, otherwise she will have to jump up and point at Yan Muhuai’s head. curse.

    "Then what should I do to go in and have fun?"

    "When I'm around." Yan Muhuai said.

    Gu Xiaoting almost laughed out loud, and said unceremoniously: "Why, sister? Who are you, why do you control me everywhere." As soon as her words came out, the atmosphere in the open-air restaurant suddenly fell silent

    . It seems that the wind doesn't even blow.

    "Forget it, my sister can't say one, two, three, I'm so forceful, no one will be happy to hear it."

    Gu Xiaoting lazily waved his hand, and dismissed the words she mentioned lightly.

    Yan Muhuai's throat seemed to be choked, and a ball of wet cotton was soaked in it, making her unable to utter a word.

    She seemed to be telling the person on the opposite side what was the relationship between them.

    But she couldn't tell.

    Because she wanted to say it countless times before, but was interrupted every time, and soon there was no result.

    But this time, it seems to be different.

    This time it seemed that the person on the opposite side mentioned it himself, and it was the same as usual, but this time, Yan Muhuai really felt that there was something... different.

    All the intuition in her came out now, yelling at her to speak, if she didn't speak, she might miss something.

    thorough.

    But the person in front of him laughed so heartlessly, his posture was as casual as usual, even her eyes. They are all so casual and contemptuous.

    "Lover." Yan Muhuai said, emphasizing the tone and repeating: "If you want, we can be lovers." "I don't want to."

    Gu

    Xiaoting said lightly: "——then sister, can I reject you again? After that, how about going out day and night?"

    Her ending sound is always mocking, and she always has that feeling in her words, irony to the world, irony to words, irony to what has happened...

    But now, this The irony was directed at her.

    Gu Xiaoting tapped lightly with a knife and fork, as if about to play a piece of music, but it sounded like he was humming out of tune, "If my sister disagrees, then I can only play other things in the future.

    " Waiting for Yan Muhuai to say something, she continued: "Drag racing, skydiving, bungee jumping, running, diving...anything is fine, but I don't like ordinary things very much, and everything needs to be exciting to be interesting." Gu Xiaoting

    said Then, the light in his eyes suddenly lit up.

    "Drag racing on a slippery mountain road, there is a danger of accidentally slipping the tires and flying off the edge of the cliff. Skydiving in a thunderstorm, if you happen to encounter a tornado, no one knows where I will land. As for bungee jumping, ordinary bungee jumping is too boring, we might as well make it a little more interesting, untie the rope, and jump off the building directly. There is also a race, I heard that the hunting in North America is very fast, I really want to try it Let's try to see who runs faster and who has more strength. Let's talk about diving. I wanted to go to the real bottom of the sea to see killer whales and white sharks a long time ago..." She seldom said so much, but this time it was all in one

    mind Speak up.

    However, she didn't think there was anything wrong with this, instead she had a smile on her face, as if she had foreseen her own end.

    "...These gameplays are quite interesting. After such a comparison, I suddenly don't want to go drinking anymore."

    Gu Xiaoting pursed her lips, actually considering the possibility of what she just said.

    She is so crazy that people will never guess what her next move will be. She dares to do things that ordinary people dare not do.

    This is no longer a game, this is clearly a guide to death!

    There is also a nose and an eye, and even what will be encountered in the middle, and what will be the final outcome.

    The more Yan Muhuai listened, the colder his face became.

    "Gu Xiaoting." She interrupted Gu Xiaoting's words, and looked up, those eyes were full of coldness, and there was also gushing anger.

    "What exactly do you want to do?"

    You just... relying on my liking you, my soft heart, I can't let you do these things.

    You are too much.

    The author has something to say: Gu Xiaoting: Of course I want your heart.

    The new name of Jiaojiao: Little Master of Death.