Chapter Eight: Infatuated with You

  The ceremony ended and the banquet began. The newlyweds held their wine glasses and went from table to table toasting, when they reached this table, Qin Haiming first looked at Gu Xixin nodded, then turned to Gao Muyang, "Long time no see, how are you?"

  "Thanks to you, it's not bad." Murong Yang picked up the small wine cup on the table, looked up at them and said: "Congratulations to you." He then tilted his head back and drank it all in one gulp.

  Qin Hai Ming looked at Mu Yang who had stopped speaking, his eyes showing a complex mix of emotions. Gu Xi sighed inwardly.

  At this time, the bride who had been standing beside her without speaking finally spoke up: "Miss Gao, long time no see. When Hai Ming and I were discussing whether to invite you, neither of us expected you'd actually come, but you really gave us face!"

  "You're too polite, how can I not be considered a witness to your passionate love? How could this occasion be without me?" Mu Yang smiled like a spring breeze, but his eyes were icy cold. He said, leaning in close to the bride, "Besides, aren't you also hoping I'd show up, so you can show off the spoils of your victory to me? What, now that you see I've really come, are you scared?" Mu Yang looked at the two of them and continued, "Don't worry, I'm not here to steal the bride. The things you're interested in, I have no interest in." He was very pleased to see both people's faces turn white instantly.

  "The bride was reluctant and wanted to say something else, but was pulled back by Qin Hai Ming."

  "Ah, right, let me remind you of something," with a smile, leaning in close to the bride's ear, but using a voice that everyone at the table could just hear, "Hai Ming is a softie, so be careful in case someone pretends to be pitiful and steals your husband away..."

  "Alright, Moyang, joking around is not good, listen. " Xurui, who had been watching from the side for half a day, stretched out her hand and grabbed Moyang's hand, exerting a slight force, then stood up and pressed Moyang down into his seat. Turning her head to face the groom, she extended her hand and said: "Xurui, nice to meet you. Sorry about this, she likes to joke around without being too serious or too casual, but she doesn't mean any harm." As she spoke, she took the wine cup from Moyang's hand, looked at the wine in the cup, then lifted her head and seriously looked at the two of them: "Moyang had a stomach problem last night, it's not suitable for her to drink such strong liquor. Can I substitute for her?" As she spoke, she didn't wait for their reaction, tilted her head back and downed the wine in one gulp.

  Qin Hai Ming still didn't speak, looking at Mu Yang and then at Xu Rui beside her, his expression changing unpredictably. Just then, a middle-aged woman with a fashionable outfit and well-maintained appearance walked over, "Hai Ming, Xue Er, come with me to see your Uncle Wang."

  "Alright, mom." Qin Hai Ming instantly regained his composure, nodded to the people at the table and then hastily left with his wife.

  As they walked out of the hotel, everyone seemed to be in a low mood. Just before getting on the car, Gao Muyang said she wanted to go to the restroom to touch up her makeup and asked them to wait for a while, then got off the car and headed towards the hotel's restroom by herself. Gu Xixin thought of following her but was held back by Xu Rui and Kang Yue. Gu Xixin understood their intention that sometimes it's easier to shake off emotions when alone, even if they were as close as sisters, there were still weaknesses she didn't want others to see.

  Several people sat in the car chatting and waiting for Mu Yang, but one wait turned into twenty or so minutes. Gu Zixin couldn't put it down after all, just as she got out of the car to take a look, she saw Mu Yang walking out from the gate. Gu Zixin took a look and didn't see anything unusual, so she helped her get in the car.

  The car drove smoothly on the road after starting, and no one spoke. The atmosphere in the car was a bit dull for a while. After a long time, Mu Yang finally spoke up: "Xu Rui, thank you today. And all of you. Don't worry, I'm fine." Gu Xi didn't say anything, she just tightly grasped her hand.

  The car drove to the entrance of B City First Hospital and dropped off Xu Rui. He still had to stay here for a few days, Kang Yue drove the car with two people walking back and forth.

  The car got on the highway and quickly gained speed, returning to A City in less than two hours. Kang Yue saw that Gao Muyang's mood was not bad, so he suggested finding a place to eat something. Several people didn't eat much at the wedding banquet and sat in the car for two hours, now hearing Kang Yue mention it, they all felt a bit hungry. After discussing it, the three of them decided to go eat hot pot.

  The car zigzagged through the city, stopping every now and then. When they finally came to a halt, Gu Xixin looked around in surprise to find that they were in a residential area. "You said you'd take us to a great hot pot place," she asked, "what's going on? Are you planning on cooking at home?"

  Kang Yue locked the car door and gave them a mysterious smile. "Follow me, I promise you won't be disappointed."

  Entering the unit door, taking the elevator, several people rushed to the 13th floor. When the elevator opened, it was discovered that this was a layer of several households' houses connected together, with an area of about three or four hundred square meters. The decoration and design were quite exquisite. Between tables, there were separate partitions, without any interference from each other.

  "The hot pot here has a particularly authentic flavor, using pure charcoal fire, and the mutton is fresh from Inner Mongolia. The broth and dipping sauce are all configured by ourselves, this is the only one, no branches." Kang Yue led them to the inner room, introducing as they walked.

  "Do you often come here?" Gu Zixin was very curious, how did he and Xu Rui always find good places to eat? It seemed that as a reporter, she had to admit defeat.

  "We usually love to eat, so we like to find good places to eat when we have nothing to do." Kang Yue saw what Gu Zhi Xin was thinking and continued, "This place only entertains familiar customers and does not do external business. However, because the taste is really good, there are more and more regular customers, and many company bosses entertain clients here."

  "What's this store called?"

  "There is no name, because this unit is number six, so regular customers all call it Sixth Gate."

  "Ah..."

  "What's wrong?"

  "I've heard of this place before. So it's really here. I've also heard that municipal leaders sometimes arrange to entertain guests here, is that true?"

  "I don't know, but I guess it should be true."

  Several people ordered several plates of fresh beef and mutton, and also ordered some meatballs, vermicelli, vegetables and other hot pot dishes. Once the dishes were ready, they started eating with gusto.

  Gu Xixin and Mu Yang were also foodies, and the two especially loved hot pot. However, such a delicious hot pot still left them in awe. With good food in front of them, even Mu Yang's bad mood flew away. The few people ate to their heart's content, eating until they didn't want to move before putting down their chopsticks. When Kang Yue called the waiter over to pay the bill, Gu Xixin and Mu Yang were shocked when they heard the total amount. Kang Yue was nonchalant, only saying to the two that enjoying good food also comes with a price, which is that this place is at least twice as expensive as regular hot pot restaurants.

  As they came out of Gate No. 6, the sky had already begun to darken gradually, and after a day's hustle and bustle, everyone felt somewhat tired.

  Kang Yue sent Gao Muyang home first, and after saying goodbye to each other, Kang Yue drove the car out and sent Gu Zixin back to her place.

  Perhaps it was because she had eaten too much at night, Gu Xixin sat in the car and felt drowsy. With the wind blowing in from outside the window, she leaned her head on the seat and dozed off lightly.

  The music in the car hummed softly in the narrow space, the low and high melody accompanied by beautiful lyrics flowing into Gu Zhi Xin's ears.

  Dedicated to you, with all my sincerity.

  Please treasure this love.

  Never confided in anyone about secrets

  For the first time in his life, he poured out his heart.

  I hope you will keep your promise and give me proof.

  At this moment, our hearts resonate with each other.

  Then openly express your feelings to others,

  Take this golden ring as proof.

  Speak up for me, finally willing to accept

  From now on use my surname.

  Speak up for me

  Willing to make me happy for a lifetime.

  Dedicated to you, with all my sincerity

  Please treasure this love.

  Then in a hundred years, your life will be over.

  Witness with true devotion.

  "Leslie Cheung's 'Chung Mot Yau Sing'." Just as Kang Yue thought Gu Zixin had fallen asleep, she spoke up.

  "Have you heard this song?"

  "Not just this one, I've listened to most of his songs."

  "Not easy, you like him?"

  "To be honest, I quite appreciate him." Gu Zi Xin sat up straight, quietly closing her eyes to appreciate the music. After a while, she opened her eyes and asked: "And you? Do you like him?"

  "To be honest, I also appreciate him," Kang Yue said with a sly smile. "I especially like this song, and you might find it funny when I say it out loud - when I listen to those so-called love songs these days, I'm rarely moved. But this song is different, every time I hear it, I feel very nostalgic."

  "What's on your mind?" Gu Zixin found it interesting to hear.

  But this time Kang Yue didn't say a word, he just tightly grasped the steering wheel and stared blankly ahead. Just when Gu Xi thought he wouldn't speak up, his voice sounded again.

  "It would be great if there was someone like that who appeared, so I could also have this feeling and tell her about it."

  Digression

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