Chapter 69

  As soon as night fell, the student union's young masters and ladies set up a bonfire and sat around it together. At first, they just chatted and laughed, but after a while, they started cheering and looking for someone to go up and perform. I was bored and shrunk to one side, singing and dancing had nothing to do with me.

  I subconsciously tilted my head, and under the firelight, that clear and cold young man's face was sometimes bright and sometimes dark. His slightly pursed lips made it impossible to tell his emotions, and it seemed as if the sparks were about to fly onto his black hair.

  I gave a sly smile and quietly crept up beside him.

  "Hey!"

  Wū, it's really unfair, not even being scared. Upon hearing my sudden cry, Ye Chenyi only slightly tilted his head, expressionless, and swept a glance at me before looking back at the bonfire.

  Ugh, cough, don't have to make it so obvious, right?

  I cleared my throat and sat down beside him, very consciously. He remained seated there, not objecting either. Well, I'll take that as a yes then. I clasped my knees with both hands, doing an extremely ladylike gesture for once.

  "How did you suddenly come here and sit down?" Ye Chenyi asked abruptly.

  I blinked my eyes, thinking he was going to stay there for the night. "Ah, this one, if you want to come over, just come over." I flashed an exceptionally brilliant smile, unfortunately no one saw it. Seeing that he still didn't say anything, I cleared my throat again and said: "Hey, Ye Chenyi, what do you think of me?"

  "How can you ask like that?" I doubted it, doesn't he know that looking at the other person when speaking is the basic courtesy? Why is he still staring ahead?

  "Because I like you, so naturally I want to know how you see me." I replied honestly.

  But I'm telling the truth, so why did he suddenly turn pale and bite his lip? I know it looks good like this, but doesn't he think he should give some verbal response?

  He remained silent for a while, and just when I thought he had fallen asleep, he slowly opened his mouth: "That's really it, thank you for your kindness." I looked at him with a sullen expression, watching the faint smile at the corner of his mouth. Why can some people smile so beautifully and coldly? That kind of icy beauty is something I don't like at all!

  I gazed at him sorrowfully, my heart aching with each passing moment. I tried to put up a brave front: "Hey, Ye Chenyi, I'm being serious." For some reason, I felt that his expression changed when he heard me call out to him. I looked down at the bonfire in dismay - didn't he even want me to call out his name?

  But being defeated by this little difficulty is not like Cheng Xiaofei!

  "Ah ha, Ye Chenyi come and see, Xiao Shi's performance!" Humph, if it weren't for the sake of livening up the atmosphere, I wouldn't be giving that woman a show.

  She's got a devilish figure, isn't she? Normally dressing so pure and innocent, yet now she's dancing so indecently. I strongly despise you, Fang Shiyin. Just looking at Ye Chenyi's electrifying eyes makes me furious, and what's even more infuriating is that Ye Chenyi still maintains that faint smile while looking at her.

  I turned away and bit my lip tightly.

  "Isn't that figure mesmerizing?" I asked Ye Chenyi with a tone of discontent, not noticing the sourness in my voice. He smiled casually, looking into my eyes with deep affection, but his words made me feel like I'd fallen into an icy river: "What does it have to do with you?"

  One sentence is enough to chill one's heart.

  Cheng Xiaofei, what are you daydreaming about? Don't you know your own situation? Moreover, that person just met you for the first time, and previously it was just because of circumstances. Why are you being overly sentimental here?

  That's what they say, but why do I still feel unresigned?

  It's as if something that originally belonged to me suddenly disappeared, that kind of unease and tension...

  Obviously you're a person who has just met for the first time, Cheng Xiaofei, you are getting stranger and stranger.

  I gazed sorrowfully at that face, which was sometimes bright and sometimes dim. The delicate features were indeed flawless. This Ye Chenyi was like the flames, seemingly unbelievable, as if a dream.

  I looked at his profile, and before I knew it, my eyes had closed. All I vaguely remembered was that my body finally couldn't hold on and fell down. Originally, I was still mourning for myself about to fall into the earth mother's arms, but I seemed to feel a warmth, that familiar good smell, ah, if it were you, Ye Chenyi...

  Seemed to hear a sigh of helplessness, and suddenly tightened my heart again.

  Such a sorrowful sigh...