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Shen Zhifei felt that he had to say something now to ease the embarrassment, but when he met Zhang Yao, he immediately turned back to the clumsy kid in high school, unable to hold back a nice sentence.

Zhang Yao's performance was much more natural than Shen Zhifei's. After she sat down, she first walked around the scene, and when she looked back, she involuntarily lingered on Shen Zhifei for a while.

The simple white shirt looked like a strange filter had been added to Shen Zhifei's body. Maybe it was due to her overly soft face. Zhang Yao always felt that she had an abstinent temperament in her whole body.

Zhang Yao curled up her fingers under the table.

Shen Zhifei felt the overly focused eyes on her side, and she raised her hand to hook the hair next to her ear, covering her slightly hot ear tip.

The ceremony started, and a piece of dynamic pure music was played from the stereo, and Shen Zhifei was terrified.

She stared at the stage dumbfounded, thinking that Han Youcheng wouldn't put on a light show with a strong style before his ceremony started.

The lights on the stage flickered.

You must know that it is noon at this moment, when the sun is just right, the lights on the stage are still very eye-catching.

Shen Zhifei heard Zhang Yao's "hiss" from beside him, and said to himself suspiciously: "Which construction site did he steal two laser lights from?"

Shen Zhifei didn't hold back all of a sudden, and let out a "puchi" laugh, fearing that Zhang Yao would mind, she quickly pursed her lips to restrain her smile.

"Dear guests, hello, welcome to the engagement ceremony of Mr. Han Youcheng and Ms. Zhao Jing in your busy schedule. On this sunny day, we welcome..." The master of ceremonies held the microphone in his hand On the stage, he talked endlessly about the opening speech that he had already mastered by heart.

What's with this country love symphony vibe?

Shen Zhifei couldn't bear to look straight away and looked away, but was caught off guard and caught Zhang Yao's eyes that Zhang Yao didn't have time to retract.

Has she been staring at me? !

Shen Zhifei's heart tensed up, and he thought briefly in his mind that he shouldn't have made any gaffes or actions that would annoy her just now, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

Shen Zhifei turned his head: "That—"

Zhang Yao raised her head: "That——"

The two looked at each other and smiled, Shen Zhifei took the lead this time and said, "You talk first."

Zhang Yao smiled inconspicuously, but the slight upturn of the corner of her mouth was enough to express her mood. She said, "It's nothing, it's just a little strange that you are at this table."

It was disappointing to say it, but when she received Han Youcheng's invitation, the first thought that flashed in her mind was whether Shen Zhifei would come.

As a friend, Shen Zhifei is already able to help get the design draft of the wedding ring, so she will definitely be present at the engagement ceremony, right?

Thinking of this, Zhang Yao didn't intend to agree to come, but she still came.

"Oh, I'm actually not at this table." Shen Zhifei pointed to his original seat, "I was there, but that girl changed seats with me for something, I thought it would be the same wherever I sat, since I didn't know her anyway, I agreed."

Zhang Yao said: "As a result, we know each other as soon as we change."

Shen Zhifei didn't react, "Huh?"

"You know me." Zhang Yao looked away.

No matter how reserved Shen Zhifei was, his eyes were still bent, "Well, I know you."

Zhang Yao looked at Shen Zhifei's soft side face, "Then what did you want to say just now?"

"Ah...that," Shen Zhifei said, "I want to ask you, have you ever thought about what your wedding will be like?"

Zhang Yao's expression remained the same, "Thought about it."

Shen Zhifei tilted her head, a few strands of hair slipped down, she hooked them up again and tied them behind her ears, and asked in a low voice, "Yes, what does it look like?"

Zhang Yao pulled the corners of her lips with a half-smile, "It's not with you, do you still want to know?"

Shen Zhifei said "oh", but didn't know how to proceed.

She didn't want to know whose wedding Zhang Yao wanted for her, nor did she want to know what Zhang Yao's wedding would be like without her own.

Zhang Yao took time to look at Shen Zhifei who was silent.She wanted to ask Shen Zhifei if she had forgotten what they said back then.

At that time, although Zhang Yao had a cold temperament, she was still a child after all, and she would ask Shen Zhifei unconventional questions such as "how long will you like me", "what do you like about me" and so on.

She is also a little girl who will draw a blueprint for future life with or without each other with her girlfriend when she is in a relationship.

At that time Zhang Yao said, "If the person I marry in the future is not you, then you must not come."

Shen Zhifei was puzzled: "Why? You don't give me the chance to be happy?"

Zhang Yao pinched Shen Zhifei's ears, turned her back with a smile, and said, "I'm afraid that once you come, I won't want to marry, so you must not come."

"Okay," Shen Zhifei narrowed her eyes, took Zhang Yao's hand and walked forward, feeling Zhang Yao's resistance and displeasure, she smiled as she walked, "I promise you, when I show up at your wedding, either The identity of the bride, or go to snatch the bride."

Zhang Yao just laughed.

The master of ceremonies' voice disappeared and was replaced by a few melodious piano pieces.

The ceremony was quite short, and after the procedures were completed, the dishes began to be served. Fortunately, the rich—even the nouveau riche, have a picky mouth, and the exquisite dishes are like the ones in restaurants. The type that satiates you.

It's just that the bride and groom don't have a good meal, they have to toast table by table.Han Youcheng took Zhao Jing to drink from the beginning to the end. When Shen Zhifei and the others were at the same table, Han Youcheng was a little swaying when he walked. Enough.

"Sister Jing, bless you all." Shen Zhifei stood up, "Give birth to a precious son early, and we will have a happy marriage for a hundred years."

Zhang Yao also stood up and raised her glass, "Happy newlyweds."

Zhao Jingwan smiled, picked up the cup and touched Shen Zhifei and Zhang Yao respectively, then took a sip, "Thank you."

Han Youcheng's glass was bumped so hard that one-third of the wine in the glass spilled out. Shen Zhifei looked at him speechlessly: "If you can't do it, don't drink it. Look, sister Jing is tired."

Han Youcheng was just a little dizzy and couldn't walk steadily, but his mind was still clear. He waved his hand, "A man can't do it, he must do it!"

"Hey Boss Shen, let me introduce to you—hiccup!" Han Youcheng slammed the bar, Zhao Jing pulled him up with a look of disgust, and he spread his hands in front of Zhang Yao, "The design of my ring Teacher, Miss Zhang Yao."

"Oh." Shen Zhifei twitched the corner of his mouth.

Still need you to introduce me?When I met her, you didn't know where to memorize the poems that must be archaeological in the college entrance examination.

Zhao Jing nodded to Zhang Yao, "The ring is beautiful."

Zhang Yao smiled politely: "Thank you, it's my job." If your husband is not so picky, this ring will look even better.

Han Youcheng suddenly moved closer, narrowed his eyes, and scanned Zhang Yao like a scanner.

Zhang Yao: "..."

Is there something wrong with this man?

Shen Zhifei: "..."

What are you looking at!Looking at it is beyond your imagination!

Zhao Jing: "..."

Looks like you don't want to sleep in my bed tonight.

The alcoholic Han Youcheng received death stares from three women at the same time, and he didn't panic at all. He rolled his eyes up, thought for a while, smiled, gritted his teeth, and said, "I think you look familiar."

Shen Zhifei rolled her eyes and almost rolled into the Tianling Cap, she took it away in time considering her image, and said, "Nonsense, you haven't seen the ring she designed for you by a ghost? Does it look familiar?"

Han Youcheng hiccupped again, "No, Si..." He began to tongue out.

It is very similar to the little girl in school uniform on the screen of Shen Zhifei's mobile phone.

"Okay, okay, it looks familiar, we know." Zhao Jing interrupted him, winking at Shen Zhifei, "He drank too much, let's hurry up and toast."

Shen Zhifei nodded, "Be careful."

Han Youcheng unsteadily followed Zhao Jing to the next table.

Zhang Yao sat down and took a sip of orange juice, her throat was still hot, burning all the way to her stomach.

Shen Zhifei picked up a piece of cantaloupe and put it on his plate, "You drank, how do you go back later?"

"It's okay." Zhang Yao said, "Book a hotel for one night, it's weekend anyway."

Shen Zhifei pinched his sleeve and pulled it up, reached for the kettle not far away, and asked in a natural way, "Why don't you go to my house for a night? Ah Ming is at school." , but his eyes were filled with anticipation.

After finishing speaking, I almost bit off my tongue, will you speak?What if you scare her away and never talk to you again? !

Zhang Yao was holding the cup, and her eyes fell on the part of Shen Zhifei's wrist that was exposed due to pulling.

— wearing nothing.

It really wasn't her, how could Shen Zhifei appear in such a place.

"Uh, I mean—" Shen Zhifei was trying to find love, but saw Zhang Yao staring at her wrist, she touched the smooth wrist, and smiled reluctantly: "What...what's the matter? Go Do you want to go, give me a message?"

Shen Zhifei covered his wrist with a guilty conscience.She was afraid that Zhang Yao would ask something again when she saw her bracelet, so she didn't put the bracelet on when she went back that day, but put it in the car.

Zhang Yao raised her eyes, "In what capacity are you inviting me to live in your house now? A friend? Or, an ex-girlfriend?"

Shen Zhifei paused and said, "Friend... friend?"

Zhang Yao's eyes sank, "Thank you for your kindness, no need, I never spend the night at a friend's house."

"Then the ex-girlfriend." Shen Zhifei probably drank too much and was quite rascal. She looked at Zhang Yao and said, "If you don't go to the ex-girlfriend, then the suitor."

"You..." Zhang Yao choked for a moment, wondering if this person could be more open-minded, "What do you mean, I have to go anyway?"

"Yeah." Shen Zhifei nodded heavily, her hair swayed back and forth with her movements, and a bunch of dull hair on the top of her head looked a little cute, matching her face, the contrast was even cute.

Zhang Yao smiled helplessly, and stretched out her hand to help her straighten her hair, "It's whatever you say, I'll stay overnight."

The author has something to say:

Zhang Yao: cute, miss the sun.

Shen Zhifei: Let’s each rely on our abilities, shall we?