Be in low spirits

"I thought I was the only one who felt this way." He walked closer to her, wanting to hug the person in front of him and confess his feelings.

Sun Jianan finally found the person, rushed to the balcony, grabbed his wrist and said, "Brother Ye, why are you here? I've been looking for you for a long time, let's go dance." Then he was about to pull him away.

He held onto the balcony railing and was unwilling to leave, but Sun Jianan held him tightly and refused to let go. He could only say to Gu Jinluo on the balcony: "Wait for me here, I'll be back in a while."

After the two left, she turned and looked at the moon in the sky. It was almost time, and her brother and father should be looking for her downstairs.

She walked to the room, coughed twice at the door, knocked on the door and said, "It's time to show up on the first floor." There was no movement in the room. She knocked again, still no movement. Could these two people have gone somewhere else?

She turned the doorknob, and it was pitch black inside, no one could be seen, it seemed that she had really left. She ran to the first floor, and Ye Fan and Sun Jianan were dancing in the middle, a talented man and a beautiful woman, attracting many people to watch.

"Where have you been?" Gu Lang grabbed her hand and placed it on his wrist.

"Brother, have you finished your discussion?" She looked back, but her father was nowhere to be seen.

"My uncle has something to discuss with Secretary-General Ye, so I came out to find you." He lowered his head and spoke to her with a doting look on his face.

"There's a piano over there. I'll play a song to cheer them up." She lowered her hands, walked to the piano and started playing.

When Ye Fan heard the sound of the piano, he put down the hand that was supporting Sun Jianan and turned to look at the piano.

Gu Lang also sat next to her and played the piano with her. Yang Lin and Su Yaoer stood in the crowd and danced gracefully. The people around them also danced along. Only Ye Fan felt very uncomfortable.

"Brother Ye, why don't you dance anymore?" Sun Jianan pulled his hand and acted coquettishly again.

"I'm not feeling well, An An, you should find another dance partner." He picked up a glass of wine from the waiter, took a big gulp, then put the glass down and went out for some fresh air.

After the performance, Mr. Yang grabbed Yang Lin and gave him a lecture. "Why don't you spend more time with the girl? You just hang around." Seeing Su Yaoer behind him, he asked curiously, "Yaoer, why are you here?"

"I..." Yao'er blushed a little, and the champagne in her hand trembled slightly.

"General Yang, I invited her here. Yao'er is my friend." Gu Jinluo walked quickly up to them, toasted General Yang with champagne, and explained calmly.

"Ms. Gu, I wonder if we haven't treated you well enough?" Seeing that his future daughter-in-law had come forward, Mr. Yang didn't want to blame her too much.

"No, General Xiao Yang took good care of me and showed me around. I was the one who asked him to lead Yao'er in dancing." She looked at the young couple and felt that she was just helping them.

"Ji Huai should also do his best to be a good host. How about this, Miss Gu, if you are free tomorrow, I will ask him to take you around Jinghua City?"

"Okay, thank you, General Yang." She smiled at Su Yaoer behind Yang Lin.

Old Yang winked at Yang Lin again and said, "Tsk, what are you standing there for? Go ask someone to dance with you."

Yang Lin looked at Su Yaoer, then at Gu Jinluo, and extended his hand to invite her to dance.

On the dance floor, he asked, "Why don't I see Xingzhi?"

"The president's daughter, Sun Jianan, pulled him away. I guess they are talking in some corner right now." She tried to keep a distance from him, and her eyes were also looking for Ye Fan.

"Given his personality, if he saw you and me like this, he would probably go crazy. It's only natural for him to go out for some fresh air."

"What?" She didn't understand.

"Don't you know? He likes you. Last night he was holding your handkerchief and thinking of you." It was the first time that Yang Lin saw him like this.

"Handkerchief?" Did she give him a handkerchief? Now I remembered, how did it end up in his hands when we were eating wontons?

"Xingzhi has always been the kind of person who will do what he has decided. If he likes you, then he must have you." Yang Lin looked at his old father. If they really wanted the Yang and Gu families to marry, wouldn't Ye Fan fight him to the death?

"General Yang, don't you know? Your father and my father have already discussed our marriage. You and I will get married next year or in half a year. I advise you to think about how to arrange for Yao'er." After the song ended, the two dispersed.

Gu Lang handed her the champagne and whispered to her, "If you don't want to get married, I'll go talk to my uncle."

Gu Jinluo held up the cup and looked around, trying to find Ye Fan, and replied to him: "Think about it, what's wrong with marrying? It doesn't matter who you marry."

"Luoluo, you can't act like a child about this kind of thing." He chased after her, thinking she was sulking with her uncle.

"Brother, you and I both understand that marriage has always been just a bargaining chip in our father's hands. Does it matter to us who we marry? Just like Sister Zhou, she likes you so much, but aren't you just as cold to her?" After drinking the champagne in the glass, she didn't find Ye Fan, but saw the willful Sun Jianan.

"Just tell me you don't like it, and I can tell my uncle." Gu Lang took her cup and put it down at the waiter. He turned around to look for her, but she was gone.

"Ye Xingzhi, give me back my handkerchief." Finally, Ye Fan was seen leaning against the wall in the corner.

"What handkerchief?" He pretended to be stupid. Why did Yang Lin say anything?

"Yang Lin said you took my handkerchief, give it back to me." She stretched out her hand to take the handkerchief back.

"He said that what I took was what I took? Why should I take your handkerchief?" He was still angry. She could watch the moon and stars with him, play four-hand piano with her so-called brother, and dance with Yang Lin. What was he? A driver? Or a fish she raised?

"You! How should I know why you took my handkerchief?" She didn't know how the handkerchief ended up in his hands.

"Then why do you think I took it?" Even though he was angry, he still couldn't resist the urge to get closer to her. He approached her with a wicked smile, his eyes unconsciously glancing at her waist.

With this waistline and the cheongsam on, it would be great if I could hold her in my arms. The last time I held her in my arms, it was too dark and I couldn’t see her face clearly. This time... it’s different.

She heard Gu Lang's voice calling for her from behind, and she quickly threw herself into Ye Fan's arms, looked up at him, made a hushing gesture, and took his hand and walked towards the corridor behind her.

It was just a momentary touch, but his soul followed the person into the dark corridor. He couldn't help but shout, "Luoluo."

She looked behind her alertly, then put her index finger on her lips, "Shh! Let's go eat wontons." She squatted down and spoke to him in a low voice.

"Let's go!" He saw her looking up with anticipation and couldn't bear to refuse.

In the alley, the wonton stall was steaming. The soup bowl was salty, fragrant and delicious, and the fine wontons melted in her mouth. A warm current flowed through her stomach, and her mood also warmed up.

"Eat slowly, no one is going to snatch the food from you." He saw that her mouth was burning with food, as if she hadn't eaten for a long time.

"The food at the dance was cold and tasteless." She drank the soup with a spoon. She had indeed been hungry for a long time.

The boss brought them some donkey rolls and asked Ye Fan, "Mr. Ye, has the handkerchief guard delivered it to you last time?"

The spoon fell into the enamel bowl with a clang. "You still say you didn't take it? Give it back to me!" She reached out again to take her things back.

"I got it. Thank you, boss." He didn't intend to return it, but just thanked the boss. After the boss left, he argued again: "I didn't say it was yours, so why should I return it?"

She was so angry that she was breathing through her nose. Never mind. It was just a handkerchief. She had plenty. "Since Master Ye likes to collect girls' handkerchiefs, I'll give it to you. It's just a handkerchief. I have plenty."

He started to get angry again about her change in attitude. Sometimes she played the piano with others, sometimes she danced with others, and now she was eating wontons with him and giving him a handkerchief.

"Is Miss Gu always like this, showing mercy everywhere?"

"In your eyes, aren't all the new-style girls who return from studying abroad like this?" She picked up the donkey roll and ate a piece. The soybean powder fell on the table again and stuck to her lips.

He took out his handkerchief and handed it to her. She took the handkerchief and wiped it, and she left lipstick marks again.

"Gu Lang is really your brother?" The image of the siblings playing piano together was still flashing through his mind, and he still couldn't get rid of the depression in his heart.

"Cousin." She held the handkerchief in her pocket, hesitating whether she should return it to him.

"Do you like him?" He couldn't be sure of her feelings and felt depressed.

She laughed innocently, "How is that possible? He's my brother!" In her eyes, any relative is just a relative.

"That means he likes you." He felt relieved, as long as she didn't have anyone else in her heart.