Chapter 62

  The most chaotic scene in history!

  If you have any interest, Your Honor, please move on to this mysterious forest. If it's really impossible to come, then let me describe it for you.

  More than thirty people from junior high school to senior high school were jumping back and forth like ants on a hot pot, your hand raised once, his hand blocked once, and if you're not careful, you might get tangled up in red...

  I struggled to calculate the next step from a small triangle, and then raised my arm to try to figure out where the next step was, but why didn't this group of people have any "unity and cooperation" spirit? Although everyone was very excited, very enthusiastic, and wanted to know who their "other half" was, the problem was that it would only get more and more confusing!

  "Ah!" I didn't know who pulled me, and at first, I just stumbled two steps. But unexpectedly, there was a red thread behind my ankle, and I was tripped up! I rubbed my butt and secretly cursed the owner of that red thread, damn it for making me fall so awkwardly!

  "Hey, Cheng Xiaofei, get out of the way!" A sharp woman's voice suddenly exploded in my ear, and before I could react, someone grabbed my arm and pushed me to one side. Then another voice, another push, I don't know why, my mind was a complete blank, this dizziness made me lose my chance to fight back again and again.

  I accidentally heard someone muttering: "It's really exhausting!" Are you still pushing after being exhausted? It was the feeling of gas filling my dantian, but I didn't have any extra energy to fight back.

  Damn it, Cheng Xiaofei, you must get rid of your dizzying habit!

  Maybe it's because I'm a small girl and don't have much strength, but suddenly someone didn't push me to the front of the next person, instead they made me fall to the ground.

  I rubbed my forehead hard, hoping the dizziness would pass quickly. "You always have a reason to make yourself look very embarrassed." A cold voice accompanied by a small force came over at the same time, and I was gently helped up.

  Familiar fragrance, familiar feeling.

  I've always been puzzled, is it really possible to be so familiar that you can't feel any clues and still think of the person who's coming? I think this answer is slowly being revealed by myself.

  I just don't know how much courage I have left when I really face this mystery.

  "Not only is it easy to get hurt, but you're also prone to spacing out." That clear and cold voice was mixed with a hint of helplessness, and I even had the illusion that I had returned to the past.

  "Chen Yi, what are you doing here?" I didn't bother to ask him these two questions, because I always felt that if I broke the silence, everything would disappear.

  "Just want to untie the red thread." He shrugged, covering up a hint of embarrassment that I unexpectedly caught a glimpse of. I looked at him strangely and thought it would be better to solve the tangled red thread as soon as possible. But when I lowered my head to look, there was no ball of tightly wound thread in sight.

  A thin, bright red thread hung from my fingertips, swaying gently in the air. I looked towards the other end and saw Ye Chenyi's face flush with a hint of redness. The guilty party in my heart was drawn out by this beautiful scene, and I leaned in, pretending to sniff his neck, "Huh, beauty, do you smell something burning?"

  He glared at me with a scowl and said in a low voice: "Xiao Fei!"

  I burst out laughing, then turned my head to look at the bamboo standing on the wooden stake, and my gaze suddenly became cold and terrifying - damn it! The bamboo is taking me, Cheng Xiaofei, as a plaything again!

  "Let's go!" Fine, anyway it's all for my own good, although I'm not happy to see him give up on me so easily. But Cheng Xiaofei has always been someone who only cares about the outcome. I pulled Ye Chenyi's wrist and walked further in.

  I don't know how many people in this world think black is scary. The rustling of leaves sounds a bit eerie on this night, not to mention the green leaves falling down and being trampled under our feet, that soft feeling makes it even more unbearable.

  Especially with Ye Chenyi's expression of being unaware of the cold and warmth.

  When he appeared on my way home, I sensed his fearless character in the dark. Although it's ordinary, but like him, not even frowning, really, really strange, so strange that I felt he was an unconscious robot.

  I was thinking like this, and I didn't even have the leisure to notice my own cowardice.