can you be more reserved

What is crush?

Anxiety, restlessness, jealousy, posturing, turmoil, all the oxygen in the air is inhaled, melted into your blood, and tightens your muscles and bones. You are not you, but you are more you.

After Ye returned to the stage, he rushed to the dressing table to look for his mobile phone. Seeing the news from the master, he was so happy that he almost turned around in circles.

Dashen posted a ten-second short video. In the video, he was sitting on a high stool with a serious look. Ye Hui watched the video dozens of times back and forth, trying to find Dashen from the video. Sitting in the first few rows of clues, I can't wait for the whole person to get into the screen.

Cheng Chengyi at the side finally couldn't stand it anymore, and patted him on the shoulder, "You are very handsome, the most handsome in the audience, don't look at it."

Ye Hui found his savior, and couldn't help but put his phone on Cheng Chengyi's face, "Take a look, how many rows will you show me?"

"Wait, hold it farther away!" Cheng Chengyi was stunned into cross-eyed, and it took him a long time to focus, staring at the phone several times, "It seems... the second row."

"No! Three! It must be three rows!" Chen Haomu, who was squeezed aside, shouted.

"I think it's the fourth in the second row." Zhen Xueba Song Yanzhi spoke.

Several people turned their heads to look at him one after another. Song Yanzhi felt a little vain by Ye Hui's bright eyes, and touched his nose, "At the end, it shook for a while, as if there were three heads next to it."

Ye Hui nodded, he was the most reliable Xueba, and he was about to leave, but Lu San grabbed his sleeves, his clothes slipped a lot, he turned his head suspiciously, "What are you doing?". ..... Lu San really likes him, right? !

Lu San looked him up and down several times, raised his eyebrows, "Why are you going?"

"Confess your confession!" Ye Hui was very aggressive, and pulled his clothes, leaving the rest of the group with a chic back view.

hum!

I can't scare you to death!

So several other people witnessed Ye Hui walking in a cool way, then sneaking in the door nervously, looked left and right in the mirror, and finally pulled Cheng Chengyi and said something unbelievable, "Look, did you split your fork? "

Cheng Cheng was stunned, "Splitting? Why? You want to split? Didn't you go to confess your love?"

"I'll let you see my bangs! Did you split my legs?" Ye Hui hated that iron could not be made into steel.

"No, no, no, he's very handsome!" Cheng Cheng gave a thumbs up to save face.

"That's good." Ye Hui left in a hurry, everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, only thinking that this person's mind was abnormal, Song Yanzhong, who knew the insider, couldn't say anything, so he shrugged his shoulders and pretended not to know.

Here, Ye Hui Mingming was extremely determined when he stepped out the door, but after a few steps, he became a little scared again. He was lingering in the first row and refused to move forward, and his mind seemed to be flooded with several thoughts without stopping.

What if it is not a great god?

What's the first thing you say when you meet?

How to get close?

Do you really want to confess?

Tens of thousands of scenes flashed through his mind, and countless conversations were simulated hundreds of times. The anticipation flooded his heart, and the excitement was about to overwhelm him, but Ye Hui never expected that the seat was empty.