Ouyang Jin, you bastard

The touch of the palm became more and more obvious. Gu Nanting was confused, dazed, at a loss, shocked, and stared blankly at Ouyang Jin. For a moment, he forgot how to answer, and even forgot what he needed to answer?

"Gu Nanting, we grew up together, ask yourself, do you really hate me as much as you think?"

Ouyang Jin pressed Gu Nanting's hand tightly, he knew that his heart was beating a little fast now, he was waiting, waiting for an... answer.

"I?"

Ouyang Jin's eyes are too pure, like the blue night sky, and the moisture in the ink pupils is like stars. It turns out that a person's eyes can really be filled with starlight, and they can really rival the entire Milky Way.

……

"Your eyes are so pretty." The young Gu Nanting looked at the young Ouyang Jin, and said enviously, "Like the stars in the sky."

Little Ouyang Jin grinned, so beautiful and bright.

"Then tell me, the stars in my eyes are more beautiful, or the star in the sky is more beautiful."

"The stars in your eyes are more beautiful." Gu Nanting's childlike voice was extremely loud: "It's more beautiful than the stars in the sky."

Hearing the praise, the young Ouyang Jin smiled sweetly, and immediately hugged Gu Nanting: "Little Gu Gu is the most beautiful, prettier than the stars."

"I said, I want to call my brother."

"No, it's just little Gu Gu."

"elder brother!"

"Little Gu Gu!"

……

"Hi!" The weight on the shoulders pulled Gu Nanting back from the memories, and next to his ears was the familiar laughter of his friend He Siyuan: "It's really you, I thought you wouldn't come."

Gu Nanting was obviously relieved, took the opportunity to withdraw his hand from Ouyang Jin's palm, glanced at the corner of his lips uncomfortably, and then said to He Siyuan: "You are wrong, it's not me!"

The warmth of Ouyang Jin's heart still remained in the palm of the hand, and the back of the hand still felt like being held. Gu Nanting rubbed his hand, his heart was in a mess, and he couldn't figure it out.

"What did you say to Ouyang Jin, he looks like he's about to faint?"

Gu Nanting turned his head sharply, just in time to see Ouyang Jin turning away.

I couldn't help but recall Ouyang Jin's star-like eyes in my mind.

"Do you really hate me that much?"

If it was before, Gu Nanting would answer without hesitation, yes, I hate you, very, very much.

But now?

Gu Nanting bit his lip, he suddenly became unsure about the answer to this question.

"Are you okay?" He Siyuan looked at Gu Nanting worriedly and asked with a frown.

"Mr. Gu!" Zhang Wen looked at Gu Nanting, and then at Ouyang Jin who had gone far away. In the end, he didn't say anything. He just brought two glasses of wine, one for Gu Nanting and one for He Siyuan.

"Thanks, dear!"

He Siyuan smiled brightly at Zhang Wen, but what he got was a blank stare.

"boring!"

Among the crowd, Situ Yuan finally found Ouyang Jin.

It's just that the person in front of him is not in a good situation.

Situ Yuan quickly sprayed the spray on Ouyang Jin's nose and mouth, and then put on the mask he had prepared in his hand for him.

The words of concern that could not be concealed in the blame could not stop overflowing from the lips.

"It's ugly to wear a mask, right? It's not ugly now, so don't feel bad!?"

In the venue, tobacco, alcohol, perfume, and all kinds of cosmetics smelled everywhere. With Ouyang Jin's dilapidated heart and lung function, it's no wonder that he didn't feel uncomfortable.