Xinqing walked aimlessly alone in the corridor of Century Garden.
The wind blew past, flying up his hair and dancing around her skirt. The cold moonlight fell on Xin Qing's body, lengthening Xin Qing's shadow diagonally.
"Jiujiu, I like you." The boy's crimson lips bloomed like cherry blossoms, and his gentle voice like the spring breeze carried a kind of alluring magic.
Xin Qing hiccupped in her heart and turned around to leave. However, she was called out by Tang Jiujiu: "Qian Liu, you know, I don't like you, but there are people around you who like you... For example, Xin Qing
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She quickly hid behind a stone pillar, her whole body stiff. Did she show it so obviously?
The young man smiled quietly, his smile was empty and beautiful, as beautiful as a demon, like the night, and like the fog: "What about you, the person you like...is Jiu Qianmo?" His thin figure was stretched infinitely by the moonlight.
"Actually, you know, Qian Liu, cherish Xinqing and don't waste your time on me." Then she bowed, smiled, and disappeared into the vast night.
Tang Jiujiu breathed a sigh of relief. In fact, she had selfish motives. Everyone could see that Jiu Qianmo was different from Xin Qing, but Xin Qing liked Qian Liu. So in this case... why not let Qian Liu distract Xin Qing?
Xin Qing's attention, and then alienate Xin Qing from Jiu Qian Mo?
Qian Liu lowered his head, smiled coldly, and sat slumped on the spot, staring blankly at Tang Jiujiu's back as he walked further and further away.
Jiujiu... I have liked you since a long time ago. Now, how do you want me to let you go?