Playing tricks is the appearance of loving you

It was 08:30 when all the dishes were ready, and the four of them enjoyed the most delicious dishes when they were most hungry, chatting easily while moving their chopsticks—to be precise, Jiang Youshu and Ning Hao led the conversation, The other two continued to eat food in silence with their quiet nature, but one occasionally agreed with him and smiled warmly at Jiang Youshu, while the other with eyes as cold as water, seemed to be an indifferent bystander, pulling himself out of this happy atmosphere.

——Soon, she couldn't stay out of it.

Jiang Youshu bit the fat, turned her eyes around, and turned to her sister, with eyebrows and eyes curved, and said with a smile: "Let's play truth or dare. If you choose neither, you will have to drink a glass of wine."

Yan Anzhen was the first to agree: "Yes."

Not to be outdone, Ning Hao said excitedly: "Let the horse come!"

Jiang Youyu: "..."

Three eyes stared at her, but she couldn't bear it and still compromised: "Okay."

Ning Hao geared up and shouted loudly: "Rock-paper-scissors will determine the outcome. In the first game, rock-scissors-paper!"

President Jiang, who was almost undefeated in the business field, was defeated by the simplest rock-paper-scissors in the first game.

Jiang Youshu smiled and said, "Choose."

Jiang Youyu: "...I choose fine wine." Whether it's a big adventure full of unknowns, or the truth that may reveal her heart, she doesn't want to experience it.

Jiang Youshu glanced at Yan Anzhen, exchanged glances with each other, and she said, "Drink with this." As she spoke, she took out a large glass from the plastic bag at her feet.

The veins in the CEO's temple twitched.

It turned out that Jiang Jiang had planned it long ago.

Willing to admit defeat, Jiang Youyu still filled a glass of wine and drank it with his head up.

"Come again."

However, I don't know if it was God against her or she was really unlucky. Jiang Youyu lost four of the five rounds. When I lost for the fourth time, I finally changed my choice: "... the truth."

It's finally here, Jiang Youshu thought.

Jiang Youshu has too many questions to ask, so she can only choose a less exciting step-by-step: "What does your ideal type look like?"

After the words fell, Ning pricked up his ears, waiting anxiously and nervously.

She swore that if the answer was "Yang Jie", she would burst into tears on the spot and accuse Sister Yu of her scumbag behavior.

And Jiang Youyu was stunned when she heard this question. The first image that came to mind was ten years ago, in that cramped and chaotic room, a fat girl stood in front of her, raised her chin and looked proudly at Her father, it's not that she is not afraid, the girl's calves are trembling, but the unyielding light in her eyes is so dazzling that it almost burns her.

The girl said: "Sister Youyu never said that she wanted to go abroad. Her biggest wish is to be admitted to the best art school, not to study finance abroad!"

Jiang's father's sharp eyes pierced like a sword, and with years of coercion, he took away the air around her in an instant and suffocated her.

Father Jiang said word by word, "Tell me yourself, is that what you think?"

She opened her mouth, and suddenly felt a piece of carbon stuck in her throat, which made her unable to speak.

The girl also turned her head to look at her eagerly, clenched her hands into fists, as if cheering her up, her eyes were bright, as if vowing to be a little sun to dispel the haze surrounding her, full of earnestness and fearlessness, Just waiting for her to say that word, the girl will rush to hug her.

Naive, warm, brave, ignorant.

She refused to admit that she would be attracted to such a person.

"No, she's lying."

Jiang Youyu remembered that after she finished speaking, the girl's disappointed eyes suddenly became very distant, as if a crack appeared between them, pulling them further and further apart.That gray unbelievable gaze haunted her for a while, and it still haunted her every night when she was surrounded by a great strangeness in a foreign country.

But now, she saw Ning Hao's staring gaze, the focus and anticipation inside, and she felt a little nervous, just like before.

In fact, she made a mistake. After she finished saying that, she only stared at the string of bells embroidered on the corner of her clothes. She didn't dare to look at Ning Hao. Naturally, she couldn't see Ning Hao's reaction.

It's just that she felt from the bottom of her heart that Ning Hao should be disappointed.

This disappointment tormented her day and night, making her more and more irritable and disgusted. In the end, she realized that it was her own refusal to let her go, but Ning Hao, who had a sincere heart, was implicated.

Jiang Youyu stood up suddenly with that unchanged gaze, poured himself a glass of wine, raised his head and drank it, filled it up again, and drank three glasses in a row.

Ning looked terrified, and was about to stop this inexplicable behavior, when she heard the other party look at her, the frost on her face seemed to be melted by the scorching wine, revealing her inner expression rarely.

"Innocent, warm, brave, ignorant."

Ning Hao blinked, making sure that these words were not describing Yang Jie, her heart beat violently.

Seeing Ning Hao's fallen appearance, Jiang Youyu couldn't help but help his forehead.

Half of the four words are not good words, sisters, wake up.

"Continue." Jiang Youyu had drunk six glasses of wine, and felt an unknown fire in her chest at this moment, which made her limbs dry up, staring at Jiang Youshu, and said coldly.

Jiang Youshu: ...Why, it seems that the bar is on the line.

In the next round, it was no surprise that Jiang Youyu lost again.

Jiang Youshu hesitated for a moment and asked, "Do you still like Yang Jie?"

This kind of question still needs to be asked clearly, and it must not be entangled in a vague way.

I thought Jiang Youyu would hesitate or avoid answering, but she drank another glass, put the glass on the table, and said, "If you don't like it, come again."

boom.

Jiang Youshu suspected that she had just heard the sound of a stone falling into the water, and there was a splash of surprise when it hit the water.

I sighed silently in my heart, you see, it is good to ask some questions, the most important thing between couples is to learn to communicate calmly, so that a lot of questions can be suffocated.

In the following rounds, President Jiang still lost.

Even a fool can understand that there is something wrong with it, let alone Jiang Youyu, but now she is soaked in alcohol and the aroma of a table, and the stamina of the spirits makes her gradually lose her ability to calmly analyze, and ignites an inexplicable fighting spirit. Don't play this game till the end.

Jiang Youshu couldn't stand her "enthusiasm", and turned to Yan Anzhen for help.

Yan Anzhen squeezed her girlfriend's hand, looked up at President Jiang fixedly, and said softly, "Let me come. What kind of person do you think Ning Hao is?"

Jiang Youyu didn't answer right away this time, but stared at Ning Hao, from head to toe, from front to back, from shyness to fear in Ning Hao's heart, and then answered slowly: "Evil capitalist."

Ning Hao: "..."

Jiang Youshu: "..."

Yan Anzhen: "..."

One thing to say, indeed.

Jiang Youyu squeezed the wine glass, and suddenly smiled.

This smile is very shallow, very faint, like ripples on the water surface, and very short-lived, even more difficult to capture than late night epiphyllum, but she smiled genuinely, even though the arc of the corners of her mouth was negligible.

Ning couldn't understand the smile, but she felt the kindness conveyed by Jiang Youyu.

Not indifferent, not polite or alienated, but a kind of kindness and unspeakable kindness that plans people into their own territory.

For some reason, the eye sockets are a little sore.

Ning Hao took a deep breath and lowered her eyelashes.

-

The meal was eaten very late, and it was not over until all four of them had a slight blush on their faces.Taking advantage of the last sliver of clarity in their brains, they processed some leftovers, cleaned up the kitchen and dining table, began to nest on the sofa, turned on the TV, and followed the program to prepare for the New Year's Eve when they were young.

"I like this host very much." Jiang Youshu pointed to the TV and said with a smile, "I'm good at telling jokes."

Seeing that she was a little drunk, Yan Anzhen held her trembling fingers, and gently embraced her in her arms. She also fell down, posing as a salted fish, unconsciously rubbing her head against Yan Anzhen. His chin was like a coquettish cat, his eyes were slightly narrowed, feeling lazy and comfortable.

"Sister Youyu, I want it too!" Ning Hao was stuffed with dog food, and became lawless when she was drunk, clamoring for Jiang Youyu to hug her.

Jiang Youyu was entangled by her for a long time before she said slowly, "I also know this host."

Ning Hao didn't care about it, grabbed her arm and hugged him from behind, grinningly buried his head in the other's shoulder, took a deep breath, and showed an idiotic smile.

The four of them are sitting or lying down, and they are about to welcome the New Year in the passing time.

...seems to have forgotten something.

Jiang Youyu wanted to reach out her hand, but found Ning Hao couldn't move under the pillow, so she had to use the other hand to grope on the sofa for a while, still staring at the TV, and finally found her mobile phone, took it over and looked, three words popped up on the screen immediately. missed calls.

dad.

In an instant, he woke up.

Jiang Youyu's dark eyes suddenly became clear, and he suddenly came back to his senses. His scattered eyes condensed into a sharp light, which shot towards the electronic screen, and opened WeChat with cold fingers.

Father Jiang: [Why didn't you answer the phone]

Father Jiang: [Where are you, why don't you go home]

Father Jiang: [Ayu, don't be childish, call back]

The last message was from half an hour ago, and the deterrent atmosphere exuded by just six words was about to overflow from the screen.

【Go home immediately tomorrow, I have something to tell you】

She stared at these messages, speechless for a while.

Ning in her arms seemed to have sensed her sudden change in her aura, raised her misty eyes, breathed the seductive smell of alcohol, and asked, "What's the matter, Sister Yu?"

At this time, the host's smiling voice came from the TV: "...let's count down together, ten—nine—eight—"

Jiang Youshu, who was lying on Yan Anzhen's lap, stretched out her hand, touched her chin, blinked and called softly, "Ah Zhen?"

"Seven—six—five—"

Yan Anzhen stared at Jiang Youshu with her head down, and said softly, "I'm here."

"Four—three—two—"

Jiang Youyu responded silently, Ning Hao struggled to sit up from her arms, suddenly held her face in his hands, and leaned closer.The almost sticky feeling was dispelled by Ning Hao's hot breath, and she hugged him subconsciously.

"one--"

They embraced each other and kissed deeply to the cheers of "Happy New Year".