Through the long corridor of the audience, Ji Mianmian can't hear the voice of Yan Qingsi on the stage. All her attention is walking in front of her back.

The people in the audience were neck outstretched, and the two people in the stands were not noticed at all.

He didn't walk fast. His legs seemed a little stiff. His back was straight.

Ji Mian doesn't know what's wrong with him, just like he's possessed, so he follows.

The man went down the steps and left through the backstage passage.

Ji Mianmian also follows. She seems to be bewitched. She keeps staring at the person in front of her. All the other sounds can't float into her ears any more

Now there are not many people in the backstage. Occasionally, some people walk by. They are all the staff of the organizer. No one pays attention to them.

It's just that some people think that Ji Mianmian's expression seems to be a little wrong. They look at it more, but they just look at it more.

No one is very busy, who will pay more attention to others?

The corridor is very long. After turning a corner, you can take the elevator to the underground parking lot on the second floor.

The empty corridor can only hear the footsteps of two people, standing in front of the elevator, the man stopped, Ji Mianmian only three or four steps away from him, also stopped.

She looked at the back, tears, but did not know.

The humanitarian: "Miss, follow me all the way, don't know what's the matter?"

The voice is still hoarse, light, some cold, but inexplicable, it seems that there are two points of gentle winding between the teeth.

Hearing his voice, Ji Mianmian's body was shaking. She wanted to walk up to him, but her feet seemed to be unable to move. After a long time, she said, "let me have a look Your face? "

"You want to see me all the way with me?"

His voice sounded a little surprised, as if it was a little incredible.

Ji Mianmian's voice trembled: "yes I want to see you

The man seemed to be hesitating. After a moment, Ji Mianmian saw him turn slowly.

Under the light, it is a face that looks good enough to make people feel dreamy. The skin color is like snow, and the facial features are exquisite. It is perfect beyond imagination and beyond the aesthetic of gender. The beautiful is not like reality. Standing there seems to be a fantasy projected out, and they dare not reach out to poke, for fear that it will break.

Ji Mianmian looked very carefully, the eyes, the eyebrows, the nose Lips Even her hair and eyelashes, she would like to see them one by one.

But this is not ye Shaoguang's face, but Why, see him, she will have a kind of, heartache as if to be torn in the same pain.

Two different faces, as if they can be completely integrated.

He looked at Ji Mianmian, saw her face full of tears, and asked, "you Why do you cry? "

Ji Mianmian murmured: "I don't know, I see you I just want to cry. Why? "

He smiles: "this question Shouldn't you ask yourself, miss? "

The tears in Ji Mianmian's eyes kept rolling out. She raised her trembling hand and pointed to her heart: "I see you I have a lot of pain here... "

After he was stunned for a moment, he frowned and said, "Miss, it seems that you need a doctor. I can call an ambulance for you, or I can stop a car for you outside."

Ji Mianmian looked at him: "you Really, don't you know me? "

He smiles: "do you think we know each other?"

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