Seeing him for a moment, Meng Xiaolan gave birth to a touch of joy, but soon, it was replaced by tension.
Su Xiangwan is here too. What should he do if he meets her?
Meng Xiaolan quickly went forward: "North Ting, how did you come here?"
Mu Beiting just glanced at her lightly, then passed by her side.
Many people came to talk with him, Mu Beiting simply dealt with a few words, the line of sight has been searching for something in the venue.
He remembered that name had appeared on the dinner invitation list.
The name engraved in his heart.
When he appeared, Sue saw him in the evening, his eyes slightly sour, and his legs seemed to be nailed to the ground, motionless.
He was thinner and colder than before, as if he had been cut off.
Su Xiangwan's eyes were moist and greedy for a long time.
How's he doing? Will he miss her in the middle of the night?
As if aware of her sight, Mu Beiting looked up.
In the bustling crowd, she was wearing a light pink gauze skirt. She was elegant and fresh, just like a fairy falling from the sky, and like a enchanting goblin, which was so beautiful that people couldn't move their eyes.
Mu Beiting was staring at her, as if she was the only one left in the world.
He couldn't see anything else.
"Late, late..." Almost subconsciously, she blurted out her name.
Seeing the indifference of his eyes, Su Xiangwan's heart was blocked.
Still don't remember her?
What a villain.
Su Xiangwan forced himself to take back his sight, could not bear to look again, turned through the crowd to leave.
A person's eyes can be heavy and light.
The original just need a little indifference, will let her unbearable.
Seeing her turn to leave, Mu Beiting was a little anxious, and immediately ran through the crowd to catch up.
He chased quickly, so did Sue.
But her pace is not as big as he is. Mu Beiting pinches her wrist and pulls her back.
Su Xiangwan's eyes turn red. He doesn't care about the pain on his wrist. He doesn't speak.
Mu Beiting's sight fell on her face, and her voice was trembling with wiping: "you Who is it? "
Even though he knew he didn't remember himself, when the words came out of his mouth, a tear still fell from the corner of her eye.
"You scratch me." Sue struggled to get rid of his big hand.
Mu Beiting's wrist strength was a little light, but still did not let go of her meaning: "you..."
Su Xiangwan looked at him with red eyes: "why don't you catch me if you don't know me?"
He is silent.
He doesn't know why?
I just feel like I want to see her, I want to kiss her, I want her.
Even when he only saw her name on the invitation list, he looked for it.
Seeing that he didn't speak, Su Xiangwan drooped her eyes and tried to get rid of his hand, but he still held on.
Before Sue could speak into the evening, he took her hand and turned out of the crowd.
Su Xiangwan was dragged by him and staggered, and hurriedly followed his steps.
The sight fell on his back, but he couldn't help bending his lips.
You love me is even if you don't know who I am, but when you see me, you are reluctant to let go.
Mu Beiting didn't know where to take her. Her wrist was delicate, as if he could pinch it when he was strong.
But he is not willing to let go, through the crowd, and finally drag her to the end of a corner.
Su Xiangwan was dragged to the corner by him. Without waiting to stand still, she felt a powerful hand tightly around her waist, and then a familiar kiss fell down.