Chapter 2

Time goes back one day.

Today is April 1st, April Fool's day.

Netizens said that this is the most suitable day for advertising, if rejected, laugh three times: ha ha ha, you were fooled by me!

And then retreat.

Yi Youxia thinks the same way, so she plucks up her courage and goes to Xia Yuhan, the male god who has been in secret love for many years I like you. I've loved you since I first met you. Your name is Xia, and my name is Youxia. I think we are born by destiny. Although my condition is not good now, I will try my best to show myself in the fashion industry and become a person worthy of you. Would you please put me on your list of candidate girlfriends? "

As soon as his voice fell, he heard a burst of ironic laughter coming from afar. "It's really interesting. There are so many people surnamed Xia in the world. It's hard for Chengdu to associate with you." The speaker is her arch enemy Yang Xiaorui. She comes gracefully and stands beside Xia Yuhan, holding his arm without scruple.

Is this announcing something to her? Yi and summer's heart mercilessly convulsed next.

Xia Yuhan's arm trembled and tried to pull it out, but she finally resisted, "You Xia, I..." He didn't know whether to refuse or explain. He was interrupted by Yang Xiaorui quickly, "Yuhan and I are going to get married!"

The short words are very lethal, just like a thunderbolt from the blue sky, hitting yiyouxia's head. At this time, should she laugh three times and tell them that it was just an April Fool's Day joke, but the muscles on her face were so stiff that she couldn't pull them apart. Her throat was blocked by a ball of bitterness, and she couldn't make a sound.

Yang Xiaorui's face is full of proud smile, and she leans her head on Xia Yuhan's shoulder deliberately. Xiuen'ai stimulates her, "Yuhan, Dad, let's go back to dinner, let's go quickly."

Xia Yuhan stretched out her hand and gently stroked Yi Youxia's head, as if it was a kind of comfort, "I'm sorry, Youxia." He sighed heavily and left with Yang Xiaorui.

"Bang!"

Yi again summer heard the voice of her own heartbreak, she was stiff in the same place, did not move for a long time, a cold wind blowing, a cold rain bullying.

Perhaps at the moment, what she needs most is liquor, which can anesthetize the painful heart.

I saw a bar across the street, so I went in subconsciously.

The bar is very quiet. She is the only guest. She sits on the bar and orders long island iced tea, which is the most suitable wine for lovelorn people.

She didn't drink at all. After a few drinks, she got drunk and fainted.

At this time, a second guest came in.

He is beautiful and shining, like the rising sun in early spring and the bright moon in mid autumn, lighting up the whole gloomy bar in an instant.

The originally listless waiters immediately had the spirit and ran over to offer hospitality. However, he did not even glance at them. His expression was cold, like the Arctic ice that had been frozen for thousands of years. He could not feel the existence of temperature at all.

On weekdays, Yi Youxia would never chat up with a stranger, but this time, she has drunk to forget herself, and she is very upset, so she picks up her glass and staggers to the other side.

"People who come to bars in the daytime are either lovelorn or bored. What kind of people are you?" She looked at him with drunken eyes.

Rong Zhenye doesn't pay attention to it. He drinks alone, as if he didn't hear her at all.

However, she didn't mind at all. She sat opposite him and said to herself, "well, I guess you belong to the latter. A good-looking person like you can only let others be lovelorn. As for me, I'm just the former. Today, I did an earth shaking event and finally confessed to the male god I've loved for five years. But I didn't expect that he would marry the person I hate the most. "

She let off steam and drank all the wine in her hand. "I feel so bad now. There are only two guests here, I and you. Let's play and drink together, OK?"

Rong Zhenye raises his eyes and takes a light look at her. The girl has a plain face. It's not an amazing type at a glance, but the model is very good. It's a piece of good jade. She has a pair of beautiful big eyes, dark and bright, just like a pool of smart and pure autumn water, the corner of her eyes slightly up, charming. Such a pair of eyes, even if inlaid in the most ordinary face, can instantly light it up and become beautiful and moving.

He didn't know whether he was driven by ghosts or moved by these beautiful and frank eyes, so he nodded.

Yi Xia smiles again, showing a row of white teeth, "let's play dice, guess the size, lose three glasses of wine."

Childish!

Rong Zhenye mocks the next corner of his mouth. Anyway, it's boring. Let's play with her.

Two hours later

He's drunk!