Knowing that the backstage is busy with rehearsals, it is estimated that there are people coming and going, and it is difficult to find people when you go in.

Zhou Ye simply stopped outside.

Standing at the intersection leading to the backstage, he took two more steps to the side, leaving the scattered crowd, and stopped in the shadow of the edge.

He leaned his back casually.

He took out his mobile phone from his pocket, held the gift box in his left hand, did not put it down, and sent a message to Wen Sui with only his right hand.

While waiting for the news, Zhou Ye flipped through other people's messages and replied a few at random.

After replying, he glanced at the chat box with Wen Sui - there was no movement, and five minutes had passed since he sent it.

Zhou Ye tapped on the side of the phone, his eyes turned slightly, and he looked at a few people who were walking towards the backstage not far away.

"..."

"classmate."

Zhao Shuang came out of the bathroom after washing her hands, shaking the water droplets on her hands as she walked.

Hearing the sound, she turned her head.

At first glance, there was only pitch black in sight.

Zhao Shuang paused, and slowly raised his head. The moment he saw the man's face, his gaze froze for a moment.

Zhou Ye asked: "Hello, do you know Suisui and Wensui?"

Zhao Shuang was still looking at the man's face without blinking, and it took two seconds for her to react. She swallowed: "Oh, yes, she hosted with me."

Originally, just found someone casually, but didn't expect it to be such a coincidence.

Zhou Ye slightly raised his eyebrows: "Okay, can I trouble you to ask her to come out?"

Zhao Shuang hesitated, "Is there anything you can do with her?"

Zhou Ye turned the phone around, his brows raised lightly, and he smiled slowly: "Well, tell her for me, just say..."

"—she dropped something."

"..."

Different from the noisy scene in the backstage, you can hear the needle drop outside, and you can only vaguely hear the noise coming from the backstage.

The gray and white marble floor is smooth and clean, reflecting a thin and slender figure vaguely.

After hearing Zhao Shuang's words, Wen Sui informed the teacher and went outside.

But it was empty outside, and she looked around, but didn't see anyone.

She couldn't help wondering if someone was deliberately playing tricks on her.

Originally, he was upset and wronged because of the dress skirt, but now it was like adding fuel to the fire, and it was like the last straw.

The tip of his nose twitched.

Wen Sui's throat involuntarily let out a choked sob.

Tears suddenly faltered in the eye sockets.

Wen Sui didn't stay any longer, she quickly lowered her head, turned around and was about to leave.

"Eh."

As soon as Wen Sui's body turned around, there was a soft call from behind.

The male voice was very soft, but fortunately the surroundings were quiet, so he could still hear it very clearly.

After listening carefully in the lazy voice, one could hear the faint smile crushed into it, a different kind of lingering, like a hallucination.

Her footsteps stopped abruptly.

"I have something to do here, let's talk later." Zhou Ye explained to the other end of the phone, and hung up the phone without waiting for a reply from the other end.

He stuffed his mobile phone into his pocket, and put his hands halfway in the pockets. As he walked towards Wen Sui's place, he clicked his tongue slightly, and deliberately joked: "Smell, eat, eat, you are so heartless. I'll run away."I came all the way to look for you, you're lucky, I couldn't bear to turn around and left after waiting for half a minute."

That being said, the man always had a playful smile on the corner of his mouth, and he couldn't see any intention of complaining.

Zhou Ye then explained: "I was waiting here at the exit. Just now when my friend called, I went to the side to answer the phone."

When he finished speaking, he happened to walk up to Wen Sui.

Slightly startled.

The girl was slender, with her head lowered, her black and smooth hair wrapped around her trembling chest, covering most of her small and fair face, and her slender, round shoulders shrugged slightly.

"What's wrong?" Zhou Ye frowned immediately.

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Wen Sui to return, he raised his hand and pressed Wen Sui's chin forcefully.

lift up.

Although Wen Sui always has acne breakouts after eating too much sweet or spicy food, but fortunately, he has a regular schedule and a good foundation, so his skin is still fair and delicate, like fat jade.

The jet-black eyes are now bright, like two clean and translucent glass beads, the long and curled eyelashes are glittering, and the hair is very thin, floating loosely on the cheeks, but there are strands of it.Accidentally stained with teardrops, sticking abruptly and fragilely to his face.

The thin lips instantly pursed into a straight line.

phoenix eyes are naturally slender, and after the slutty smile fades away, they appear very sharp and cold, teaching people to be intimidated.

Zhou Ye stretched out his fingers without saying a word, and the movement was very light and slow. After brushing all the hair on the girl's face, he looked at Wen Sui's face carefully for a few seconds, his jawline collapsed, and then heInstinctively, he reached into his pocket, wanting to take a tissue to wipe Wen Sui's tears, but all he could touch was a cold candy box and a mobile phone.

——That's right, he is used to informality and rarely uses tissues, so he never takes these things with him.

And when Zhou Ye was looking for tissues, Wen Sui had already slowed down.

Although she was raised by her parents since she was a child, Shu Hui educated her very well, and she is not a vulnerable greenhouse flower.Even if she is really wronged and in a bad mood, she knows that crying can't solve any problems, and she should deal with it rationally.

Just now, it was just because Zhou Ye—for her in a depressed mood, the appearance of a familiar and reliable person was like letting someone find an outlet, and it was inevitable that her emotions could not be suppressed.

Wen Sui sniffled, she wiped away the tears indiscriminately, and when she raised her eyes again, her eyes were much clearer, but there was still undigested choking in her voice: "Zhou Ye...my skirt is broken."

Hearing the girl's words, Zhou Ye paused.He bowed slightly, looked Wen Sui up and down, and quickly raised his eyebrows, understanding why Wen Sui was crying.

His brows loosened abruptly, and when he spoke again, the corners of his lips curled up in reassurance, and he even made a teasing smile on purpose: "Oh."

Oh?

just, oh?!

"..."

Sure enough, Wen Sui was first reacted by Zhou Ye's calm reaction, and then reacted, she frowned a little uncomfortably, but still explained in a good temper: "This skirt is for tonight's performance, it is Xia Xia's dress last time."My sister chose the one with me."

"Ok."

"It's broken now," Wen Sui frowned deeper, and emphasized in an accented voice, "I don't have to wear it at night."

"Ang," Zhou Ye nodded calmly, "That's it."

"..."

Pursing her lips and being silent for a while, Wen Sui slowly raised her eyelids, she looked at Zhou Ye quietly, her face was indifferent, without any emotion: "Oh, I almost forgot to ask, what are you doing here?"

The tone is very light, the tone is as flat as measured by a ruler, and there is no trace of anger.

But the calmness at this time suddenly made Zhou Ye feel frightened.

"..."

It was only then that he realized that he seemed to be teasing too much, so he quickly corrected his expression, handed over the gift box in his left hand, and said in a serious tone: "I'm here——"

But before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Wen Sui unceremoniously: "I'm quite busy now, whether you're here to play or find fault—"

She deliberately emphasized the pronunciation of "finding fault".

Immediately afterwards, without giving Zhou Ye a chance to speak out, he quickly added the rest of the sentence, "Sorry, I don't have time to accompany you."

"..."

After finishing speaking, she ignored Zhou Ye, turned her head and walked back.

"Eh."

Zhou Ye hurried forward two steps, grabbed Wen Sui's slender wrist - how dare he let Wen Sui go away like this.

But he also knew that Wen Sui was angry, so he seized the moment, and before Wen Sui turned his head, he hurriedly said the business, for fear that Wen Sui would leave without listening to the explanation: "I'm here to deliver the skirt."

"Yeah." Wen Sui lowered her head and seemed to be staring intently at the marble pattern on the bottom of her feet—she didn't argue, but she didn't look at Zhou Ye either.perfunctory appearance.

"..."

Zhou Ye: "?"

Zhou Ye choked for a moment, and he emphasized in a more emphatic tone: "Isn't the dress you were going to wear on stage tonight broken, and I sent you a new one."

Wen Sui nodded: "Ang, that's it."

"..."

Zhou Ye couldn't help laughing, not out of anger, but simply because he thought it was a little funny - he understood that the little girl was copying his response just now, deliberately choking him.

"Is there anything else?" Wen Sui grabbed her wrist impatiently, but the man was so strong and his big hands locked her wrist tightly, she didn't move at all.

She frowned: "I already know, send a dress, right? Thank you, but I don't really need it now, please take it back—eh? What?!"

"..."

The dark round eyes blinked dryly into the air for three seconds.

"..."

Wen Sui immediately turned around, her gaze suddenly met Zhou Ye's, and she couldn't help dodging a bit: "...What did you just say?"

Turning her gaze slightly, she saw the gift box in Zhou Ye's left hand, and at the same time quickly saw the bronzing logo on it—the same logo as on the box containing the broken dress.

After hesitating for a moment, Wen Sui swallowed, and pointed slowly: "Is this a dress inside...is it for me?"

"Yes." Zhou Ye came to his senses when he saw Wensui. He knew that time was tight, so he didn't say much. After releasing Wensui's wrist, he handed over the gift box, "Shall I help you get it in?"

"No need, I can handle it." Wen Sui took it carefully, she raised her eyelids and glanced at Zhou Ye, and said falteringly, "Well...I admit that I spoke too loudly to you just now."

Zhou Ye was amused by her, his slender phoenix eyes were stained with a smile, and instantly seemed to be stained with a fallen fairy, his brows and eyes became more ambiguous, gentle and tender, making people's heartstrings tighten.

Wen Sui stared at Zhou Ye, unconsciously clenched the hand holding the gift box.

"..."

"Okay, let's go in quickly." Zhou Ye patted Wen Sui's hair, he thought for a while, and added in a casual manner, "I'll go and see later."

Wen Sui rolled his eyes and bit his lip: "...Are you in a hurry to leave?"

Zhou Ye: "Huh?"

Wen Sui continued: "Would you like to take a look for me, does this dress look good?"

Zhou Ye raised his eyebrows and asked back, "Can I enter?"

"...It shouldn't be a problem if you don't delay other people's affairs?" Wen Sui thought about it again, "Wait a minute, I'll go talk to the teacher first."

"..."

The teacher in charge learned that someone had sent Wen Sui a new dress, and his urgent need was relieved. He didn't care about anything else, waved his hands and said, "Hurry up and change into the dress."

Wen Sui responded with a sweet smile: "Okay, thank you teacher."

The people coming and going backstage were all so busy that they walked like the wind, wishing they could use their two feet as eight legs.

However, there is one exception.

Before the fitting room.

This location is relatively remote, but the lights are very bright, shining brightly on the ground, spreading the ground with sparkles.

From a distance, saw a man leaning on the wall with his waist bent, as lazy as if he had no bones, his hands in his pockets, but he didn't play with his mobile phone, but he didn't look at anything else.Take a look in the fitting room.

The man stood halfway in the light, even though the light was too glaring to make people see clearly, but the outline of his figure and the lazy temperament all over his body did not make people doubt that this man was a top-notch man, and it was so eye-catching that many people hesitated.Step down, sneak a glance.

"Don't look, are you done?"

Not far away, a person looked away and repeatedly urged the girl next to him.

The girl pursed her mouth, dissatisfied but could only sigh: "Got it."

When the footsteps of the two gradually disappeared into the noisy crowd, there was a soft "squeak".

The door of the fitting room opened slowly.

Zhou Ye stood up and raised his eyelids slightly.

But suddenly the pupils shrank slightly, and the sight froze as if melted.

The design of the tube top completely exposed the girl's slender shoulders and skinny collarbone. The bright white light set off the exposed fair skin with a soft light, but the hair was black and distinct. Before styling, she casuallyThe ground hangs down on the shoulders, so the milky white skin seems to be covered, which means "Still Holding the Pipa, Half Covering the Face".

The slim upper body embellishes the girl's slender figure. The skirt is big and long and reaches the floor, but it doesn't make people feel overwhelmed. On the contrary, it is matched with dazzling diamonds and seemingly low-key gold thread, which makes the whole look more beautiful.Mature and charming.

"Does it look good?" Wen Sui asked as he walked out from inside, tilting his head.

Zhou Ye pressed the candy box in his pocket tightly with his fingers, his eyes seemed to be nailed, and his eyes closely followed Wen Sui's pace.

The light cast a thin layer of shadow under his eyelids, his eyes were hidden in the darkness, and the light and shadow floated and dimmed.

His Adam's apple rolled down, and suddenly he laughed, his voice hoarse: "It looks good."

After a pause of half a second, his smile suddenly widened, and he said again: "It's really beautiful."

By the time Zhou Ye replied, Wen Sui had already come out and walked in front of the fitting mirror.

The moment she opened the gift box, she recognized it. It was the red dress that she wanted to try last time, but failed in the end.

——There are many reasons for not trying, and she herself doesn't know which one is the main reason.

At this moment, Wen Sui couldn't help being a little surprised when he looked at himself in the mirror and finally put on the red dress by mistake.

She's not overly confident, but when she glanced at the past, she was indeed beautiful by herself (.

"..."

"nice."

Wen Sui heard Zhou Ye's words behind him.

But she didn't say anything right away.

Because in my mind, another red dress suddenly and inappropriately appeared—the dress was of a different style, and she was a little shorter than the current her, but the facial features were the same, but the feeling of wearing it was different.

In the dazed effort, two figures with completely different temperaments quickly overlapped.

Mixed with some memories that seem to have been dusted.

Unrestrained and unrestrained, he rushed towards her in a wave-turning posture.

"..."

When Wen Sui came to her senses again, her sight was blurred by the mist in her eyes, and her heart suddenly felt sour - only sour, not astringent, as if she contained a piece of tangerine peel candy, or evenSweet.

"We eat and eat, really... grow up."

Zhou Ye's voice came from behind again, with a clear and direct smile, his words were a bit vague, probably because he ate candy.

It seems to be sighing, and it seems to be whispering.

Wen Sui let go of his palms, and the moment he turned around, a hot eye popped out of his eye socket, and soon fell down his cheek, disappearing without a trace.

She met Zhou Ye's gaze.

The eyes are so bright that you can't take your eyes off them.

Wen Sui smiled and said, "Thank you."

"I think, too, that I'm beautiful."

"..."

——Zhou Ye is her secret joy and yearning, so when she was young, she took Zhou Ye as her goal and her guidepost, and then tried to follow him and run to him.

It's a pity that he is him and she is her.

She is not a branch that absorbs his nutrients to survive, let alone a vine that grows attached to him.

She is herself.

She is Wen years old.

Wensui's goal, Wensui's roadmap—they can only be her own future.

Despite Wen Sui's secret joy and Wen Sui's yearning - it's still Zhou Ye.

The author has something to say:

From God's point of view.

In fact, the secret joy and yearning were waiting for Wen Sui when she was rushing to her goal and signpost.

It is also what I want to express, which is probably "if you are in full bloom, the breeze will come naturally".

Kiss!