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    Behind Chen Hezheng, there are bright lights as bright as day.The crystal lights are shining brightly, and the champagne glasses are neatly arranged.

    The wine is melting, the moonlight is melting, it is just the world.

    Chen Hezheng turned his back to those, the bustle did not touch the corner of his clothes, and he had an indescribable sense of cleanliness.He looked at Wen Li with half-downcast eyes, a pair of deep-colored eyes, and asked lightly, "Is that the person you met back then, was it me?"

    Combined with what Zhong Xiaowan said when he ridiculed Wen Li earlier, it is not difficult to hear that this question has another meaning——

    Was it me that person you met back then?

    Is that person you have a crush on, me?

    Zhong Xiaowan unconsciously clenched her fingers. If she said she was unwilling, no one present would be more unwilling than her.

    Before, she got Chen Hezheng's class schedule, and ran to Tong University with all her heart, just to have more opportunities to get in touch.

    But Chen Hezheng didn't like this at all, and all the WeChat applications he sent to add friends fell into nothing.Such an unapproachable person is cold even to the bone, so why should he be special to Wen Li alone!

    With a sudden change in her mind, Zhong Xiaowan blurted out: "It was just a joke—"

    As soon as the words came out, her thoughts became clear, and Zhong Xiaowan suddenly laughed: "An obedient and beautiful girl like Wen Li is very popular in school. There are many people chasing her, and she is too late for a date. How can she have a crush on others. Folk danceThe professional Tan Silei paid close attention to Lili, and asked me if I knew which type Lili liked..."

    Chen Hezheng narrowed his eyes, and said at the right time: "Your name is Wen Li? Which 'li'? Tong Wu's student?"

    Surrounded by fragrant clothes and shadows, and people coming and going, he only looked at Wen Li and ignored Zhong Xiaowan's noise.

    Wen Li's palms were weak, and so was her heartbeat. She said "hmm", as if she was obsessed, and said those words uncontrollably: "The temperature's 'wen', the carp's 'carp', Tong Wu's classical dance major.Back then, the person I met in Wu Cheng High School was indeed you."

    Zhong Xiaowan always thought that Wen Li's personality was meek, quiet and introverted, the type who was ashamed to express his feelings.Unexpectedly, all her actions today overturned Zhong Xiaowan's cognition.

    Even Jiang Yinglin's expression changed, and his eyebrows frowned.

    Wen Li didn't care about other people, she didn't have much courage, like a magic that fell on Cindy Rilla, it would be automatically dispelled at any time, so she could only go on in one go: "I'll wash the coat you lent me,It's on the window sill of your class, have you seen it? Is there a button missing from that dress?"

    The whereabouts of the clothes, including the buttons, to be honest, Chen Hezheng couldn't remember for a long time, but he instinctively believed that Wen Li would not lie to him.

    Chen Hezheng is indeed not easy to get close to, but he will be more patient with people or things that interest him, such as this cute little girl who eats.

    The huge cabin banquet hall has two floors. When Chen Hezheng saw Wen Li for the first time, he was standing behind the railing on the second floor.The little girl is in the banquet hall on the first floor.

    She dresses up and wears pretty little dresses, but she doesn't care about socializing, only interested in the baubles on the dessert table.When it feels delicious, it will squint its eyes and smile, which is very sweet and innocent.When the young director of Shengyuan Group came to strike up a conversation, she dared to give him a hard time.

    Chen Hezheng was a little interested, so there was a deliberate collision.

    After Wen Li said those words, Chen Hezheng remained silent. She thought he didn't believe her, and she was a little anxious. When she looked up at him, her eyes were full of crystal color.

    "I have kept that button all the time, and brought it from Wu Cheng to Tong'an," she said, "Otherwise, you come back to school with me, and I can take you to see it!"

    It's also try anything in a crisis, a button, not a kitten or dog, books, calligraphy and paintings, what to look at.

    But when she looked at a person intently, she looked really beautiful, with clear and penetrating eyes.When Chen Hezheng was looked at by her like this, he paused for a moment, and soon regained consciousness.

    He nodded, his tone was still light, but compromised, "Okay, let me go and see."

    He agreed with Wen Li to take him away from the banquet, which was a tacit consent for her to approach, and he would not reject her like rejecting others.

    This proves that she is different.

    Zhong Xiaowan's face was completely dark.

    Wen Li didn't expect that Chen Hezheng would really agree to go with her, his heart beat suddenly, his whole body fell on a cloud, and his whole body was light.

    She subconsciously grabbed Chen Hezheng's arm, and her fingertips were tightly attached to the shirt on his body. At the same time, she also felt the male body temperature under the layer of fabric.

    It was very warm, indescribably hot, as if even her heart had been scalded, the fingertips were on fire.

    Wen Li realized that he was getting carried away and was abrupt, so he quickly withdrew his hand, curling his fingers unconsciously.

    Chen Hezheng lowered his eyes, looked at her fingers, said nothing else, and walked towards the exit of the banquet hall with her.

    Jiang Yinglin was still standing there, Wen Li brushed past him, and with a movement of his arm, he wanted to pull Wen Li's wrist.

    At this moment, like a conditioned reflex, Chen Hezheng also moved.

    He reacted extremely quickly, grabbed Wen Li's arm first, and pulled her behind him, making Jiang Yinglin's movements in vain.At the same time, he stepped forward, took Wen Li's place just now, and stood in front of her to face Jiang Yinglin.

    A series of changes occurred in an instant, so fast that both Wen Li and Zhong Xiaowan had no time to react, and when they regained their senses, the situation was already tense.

    That kind of atmosphere that is about to explode makes people's hairs stand on end.

    When Chen Hezheng turned cold and silent, his aura was quite intimidating.

    Jiang Yinglin was overwhelmed by him, but he refused to accept, "Young Master Chen, the one behind you is my stepmother's sister, we are a family, what's the point of you being in the middle?"

    Chen Hezheng asked without emotion: "What's your name?"

    There were almost blue veins on Jiang Yinglin's neck, "The surname is Jiang, Jiang Yinglin. Jiang Ruitian, the owner of Xingnan Real Estate, is my father."

    Chen Hezheng looked up, thought for a moment, and said, "Sorry, I don't have any impression."

    In his social circle, there was no one named Jiang.

    Jiang Yinglin's expression became more and more gloomy: "It is said in the circle that Young Master Chen has changed his taste recently. He is tired of meat and wants to try a pure one. Now it seems that the rumors are true."

    Chen Hezheng raised his eyebrows, revealing a sense of anger, "It's none of your business which one I prefer?"

    Jiang Yinglin took a deep breath, suppressed his temper, and continued: "But the one behind you may not be really pure."

    While speaking, Jiang Yinglin stretched out his hand and pointed his index finger at the tip of Wen Li's nose.

    Chen Hezheng frowned, he didn't like this kind of action very much.

    "Their two sisters, the older one is Wen Qi and the younger one is Wen Li. They have no father or mother, and they depend on others." Jiang Yinglin said, "When Wen Li was in high school, she began to accept my father's financial support.Wen Qi transformed into Mrs. Jiang and lived a good life."

    With gloomy eyes, Jiang Yinglin turned to Chen Hezheng, "My dad is twenty-eight years older than Wen Qi. Why does Wen Qi love my dad? The one behind you, her so-called secret love, what is it? If you are not Chen Hezheng, openCan't afford a famous car, can't afford a famous watch, will she still like you? The sincerity of the Wen family sisters has always been clearly marked, even their bodies..."

    Speaking of this, the band just finished playing a whole dance song, and there was a short pause.

    Without the cover of music, some noises are highlighted, footsteps in high heels, conversation and laughter, collision of wine glasses...

    A joyous field of clothes and shadows, a joyful field of ruthlessness.

    Someone walked behind Chen Hezheng, walking a little hurriedly. Chen Hezheng immediately turned his head and saw Wen Li's back. She went straight to the small stage in the banquet hall against the crowd.

    There is only the band on the other side of the stage, so the light is slightly dim.Wen Li walked over, stepping on the steps in high heels, step by step, to the stand microphone.

    She stood there with a snow-white skirt and complexion, an exquisite figure, and beautiful eyebrows and eyes like a late spring rain.

    The earrings and bracelet made of gemstones, against her, the whole person seems to be radiant, delicate and bright,

    The guests at the banquet saw Wen Li, but they didn't know her, so they couldn't help being a little puzzled, and there was a burst of weak discussion.

    Wen Li ignored those, her heart was heaving and fluctuating obviously, as if some kind of emotion was overflowing.

    What emotion, grievance, or anger?

    neither.

    It is a love for a person, a person like very much, that is about to ignite, but is forced to go out.

    She would rather not love him than let him misunderstand.

    Since Jiang Yinglin wanted to take off her clothes and stick a label of obscenity on her body, then she would show her heart in public, so that everyone, everyone present, could have a clear look at it., Is her love dirty?

    Is she dirty or not?

    "Take up a little time for everyone, I have a few words to say."

    Wen Li's soft and white fingers grasped the stand of the stand microphone.

    Everyone was looking at her, including Chen Hezheng, but she lowered her eyebrows and didn't look at anyone.

    "When I was in high school, I fell in love with someone, and that love has continued to this day. At that time, I experienced a very difficult time. I had no parents, my family was in a difficult situation, I couldn't pay the tuition for dance interest classes, and I was even bullied by my relatives. I thinkThe world is dark, life is black, and I can't stand it any longer."

    Wen Li's shoulders trembled slightly, as did his fingers, but his voice was very quiet, as if it was someone else's heart that was forced out.

    "Later, I met someone I liked. The warmth he inadvertently gave me was the only kindness life gave me. I kept it in my heart as a support to walk through the night. Before tonight, I never thoughtI still have a chance to meet him again, and I never thought about telling him this heart."

    In the dim light, Wen Li had a snowy complexion, which was a bit thin, and at the same time, there was a kind of beauty derived from heartbreak.

    Just like the poem said - beautiful things will look better when they are broken.

    "However, today, just here, let me meet him again. I have too little, and there is nothing in those things that I can give to him. I don't know how to express it so that he can believe in me.The mind is very clean, it has nothing to do with profit, and has nothing to do with all gains and losses."

    Wen Li wanted to choke up, but she didn't want to. She forced herself to calm down until her throat hurt.

    On one side of the stage is a window, looking out, there is snow.

    Snowing.

    The world will become very clean.

    Wen Li thought of something and suddenly smiled.

    A pure girl who has never done a bad thing, her eyes are as bright as water, her smile is like a broken star dripping down, and the Milky Way falls on this field of joy.

    She raised her eyes, her clear and moist eyes, beyond all people, everything, space and distance, faced Chen Hezheng.

    Just look at him.

    "I want to dance for him and let him see how beautiful I am."

    Wen Li turned around and said something to the band next to him.The band was surprisingly obedient, didn't ask much, didn't refuse, and nodded in response to Wen Li's request.

    So, the music played again.

    Wen Li walked down the steps, step by step, off the stage and onto the dance floor.All the guests cooperate and step back to make room.

    Layers of figures surround her, and many eyes, either curious, sizing up, or just looking at a joke, pass towards her, like the snow outside the window, falling on her and covering her.

    Wen Li closed her eyes, she remembered that she had read a short poem in a certain book——

    I like this snow, although it is fleeting.I like you, you have a name that makes my heart tremble when I call it.

    After dancing this dance, after tonight, Wen Li thought, she will never see Chen Hezheng again, there is no chance, and there is no need to see him again.

    She gave every explanation she could. Believe it or not, she didn't force it.Although sad, but not sorry.

    She was dressed in a white dress, her slender and flawless arms were raised, her soft and tough waist and legs were bent or stretched according to the music, and the air seemed to be coated with a peach blossom color by her.

    Indescribably soft, indescribably charming and charming.

    Every movement is touching the apex of people's heart, so beautiful that it can't be described.

    She turned around, her long hair fluffed up, her high-heeled shoes had a tapered heel, but she landed steadily, which doubled her beauty.

    Many people around, men and women, all looked so intently that they forgot to blink for a while. Jiang Yinglin was one of them, and those always gloomy eyes were filled with the figure of Wen Li.

    The hand hanging by his side curled up unconsciously, and then stretched out again, as if he was holding down something, because of the force, the veins burst out.

    A dance lasted only five or six minutes, the music gradually stopped, and Wen Li also folded his arms.

    She was panting a little, her eyelashes trembling slightly, she didn't know whether it was sweat or the mist from her eyes.She closed her eyes, and before she could open them again, her waist tightened suddenly, and someone grabbed her waist and wrapped her in his arms.

    At the same time, Wen Li smelled a breath like mint leaves, so clear, she vaguely remembered that it was Chen Hezheng's smell.

    Immediately afterwards, someone held her chin, forcing her to look up, and then, a lip came up.

    In full view, he kissed her.

    so deep.

    The author has something to say:

    I like this snow, although it is fleeting.I like you, you have a name that makes my heart tremble when I call it - adapted from Yu Xiuhua's poem,

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